Tag: the morning aurora of possibility

  • Even in a hot air balloon he continues to be sleepy

    Even in a hot air balloon he continues to be sleepy

    So, last week my poor foxes looked so vulnerable that I thought (or at least one of them – the other, and thus the other half of my personality, is still taking a nap) they should be offered at least some adventure in recompense for their frightening-to-the-point-of-soporific sense of anticipation. Hot air balloons seem uniquely…