Wrizzit
For everything, down to the scribbles.
For everything, down to the scribbles.
Good morning, Wrizzlers. I got visited by both hummingbirds this morning. No baths, but they flew around a bit, and then the male came back out and flew up to a branch behind my tent. He made some scratchy calls, scratched an itch, and even stuck his long tongue out at one point. I love those two. So, I broke down and came to Krispy Kreme one last time. I need to find a place that's open this early and will allow me to charge my devices. The rude guy doesn't work during the week. That sleeping bag was so warm, I didn't even need the blanket, nor the thick socks that accidentally got donated with the old one....[[|:-D