We're having such a lovely time in Ontario. Today warmed up and so we packed up and headed to Stratford for the afternoon. We took the back way so that the bug would sleep a little longer. As soon as we hit the edge of the city it was old stone farm house after old stone farm house. Happy sigh. When I was here in the summer and everything was in bloom I was in awe of the endless fields and fresh produce. Even buried in snow its hard not to be taken by how agricultural southern Ontario really is. Especially, if you're visiting from somewhere extra rocky.
Frankie has been having a rough few days waiting and waiting for one of her top teeth to poke through. She didn't get much sleep last night and was a little grumpy today. This translated into three and a half minutes of patience for each shop we stopped in before her little ostrich yelps began. It's also possible that her da programmed her anti-shopping alarm before we left for our trip.
Puppy love.
Face shake.
Dorothy and her red shoes.
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