Pixel of Life

Strange how they only refer to it as “a ship” or “the ship” and never mention its name. It’s called Fremantle Highway.

Taking naps with our dog and hearing and feeling her peaceful breathing as she sleeps on my pillow with her snoot snuzzled against my face or ear.

I have to smell the black pepper shaker any time I use it. Not because I’m worried that there’s something wrong with it, but because black pepper smells good.