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First the quiz: Can ANYBODY identify what (Tennessee) bird these feathers came from? We’re stumped! Leave an answer in the comments if you recognize them.

Annnnd now on to the deck: here’s the beauty I bask in every morning when I take my coffee out to the deck…

So I’m sitting here in the kitchen with a steaming cup of coffee in my hand and a black and white Pomeranian at my side, gazing out the window at the goldfinches that are (quite impatiently) taking turns at my bird feeder.

I’ve been up since 6:30 because someone– I won’t mention any names, but I share a bed with him and his name rhymes with Muss Laff– was snoring. Enthusiastically. And since he was so blissfully unaware of it, and sleeping so soundly with his little hands folded as if in prayer, I took one for the team and quietly tiptoed out of the room. I also may or may not affectionately called him a little name as I did it, and I won’t tell you what THAT rhymed with.

We’re all going to Bell Buckle later today to look at a house that Madi and I have already seen (and love), but Russ and Charlotte have not. And yes, discretion is the better part of valor, and it’s probably not a good idea to wear my real estate heart on my sleeve but as you guys know, my philosophy is that something doesn’t really exist until I’ve discussed it to death. Also, anticipation loves company. So hold a good thought, and as soon as it is appropriate I’ll share pictures… (Picture me making air quotes around “appropriate.”) (Also picture me winking and making double shooty fingers at you.) (Because that would be funny.)

In completely unrelated news– goldfinches appear to have impulse control issues.

Anyway, I’ll leave you with a little video I saw yesterday that was just too adorbs for words and kinda made me want to have another baby until I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and remembered, “Oh, yeah.” So I’ll just hold out and wait for grandkids, though not any time real soon (I’m looking at YOU, Madi), but anyway, enjoy: