It's a gray, cold, and damp day out there, with a storm moving in more slowly than expected. Shyla and I played some outside today but it was bone-chillingly cold.
With me suffering a migraine (I don't know what I've done to make them come back with a vengeance) and R resting, we've spent most of the day indoors by the fire. At one point as I typed on my computer, I saw Shyla lying nearby, looking at me with her amazing eyes. They melt me.