This evening, I made pie dough from scratch for the mincemeat that Hannah and Julie gave me - I didn't want to use a storebought crust - and it turned out to be not nearly as traumatic and experience as I recall. Of course, I was doing in it my own way....
In the morning, I had a enough of a walk to enjoy the fresh air; determined to take a picture, I was charmed by Christmas balls still on an Evergreen bearing berries. Later, I tinkered around the house until it was time to take a bunch of books to Pegasus.
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