I can’t do heat.  I never have.  It makes everything in me shrivel up and want to die.  I’ve always said that I’d rather be in a cold climate than hot and this summe

r here in Texas where it has been over 100 for over two weeks & heat indices up to 112….in the words of my friend Laura – “my soul is melting.”

I’m about to head over to the Galleria and see if they will let me just lay down in the center of the ice rink….but if they won’t I’ll just keep wishing, and hoping and planning and dreaming of moving far far away….

Like Alaska, Antartica…or someplace equally as amazing!

My little village town

My pet bear

My birdies

The road to my little cabin in the woods

*sigh….come visit sometime….