Ahhhh, fresh air!

Through rain, sleet, hail or snow...out the door Sophia would go! 5 days closed inside the house like a cloistered nun-if only she took a vow of silence too! The pock marks are starting to look like raunchy dehydrated cranberries-they are basically dried up and crusted over and so I took the yellow tape off the door and we went out for a breath of fresh air. Actually more than a breath-it was dang windy. and i didnt care, we needed to break free, even if it was just for a little bit. it was so windy a glass jar blew off the 6th floor from the building next to the park and came tumbling down in bits and pieces...that was when we took our cue and left.