I'm not complaining.
I'm just saying that I think I'm getting scurvy.
There is nothing like the sound of pouring rain while I lay in bed.
We always sleep with our window open. . .spring, summer, fall and winter.
In the southern most corner of the British Columbia coast. .
all you need is rubber boots and one rain jacket. . .
the rest of the wardrobe is just a cover-up.
But. . .I'm not complaining.
all for now. .