Royce, Wry and Muzzy. If it wasn't so late, I would tell you the story behind this mitten and the drama that you witness right here.
But it is late and I am exhausted. Too exhausted to put such a story together.
I have so many stories to tell here. How will I ever tell them, if I always come to this blog exhausted?
And how long has it been, since I have felt anything but exhaustion?
The sun has come back to Alaska. You would think this exhaustion would leave me now.
Of course, last night I went to bed at 6:00 AM, spent half of my time there awake and then got up at 10:00 AM.
Now it is 2:00 AM and I have a huge, huge, huge workday to put in tomorrow.
Maybe it is not just the sun.