Peanuts always win

Fyra sniffed the berry, but went for the nut.

I was going to call this Fyra's choice, but it was too much like Sophie's Choice. I finished The Book Thief on Sunday, dissolved in silent throat hurting sobs. It was in my head for the three days that I read it. I had to put it down sometimes, I was just too upset in some sections. It will remain in my head for the rest of my days until I suppose the book's narrator comes for me.

Off to New Hampshire to take C home and enjoy another lovely day with clear blue skies.

For the Record,
This day came in warm and wonderful.

All hands healthy