Chicken Chaser.

Wow
What an amazing weekend. Ithaca is beautiful. I'm going to want to go every other weekend.
The difference in meeting his fam from ABs was like day and night.
They were so unassuming. Loved me right away (I think). I felt so comfortable.
Very odd bunch, but in a good way. I have no idea how he got to be so quiet, so self conscious. He is so loved. They all adore him. Desperate for attention from him. Just how I feel sometimes.

Yesterday's bbq was insane as well. A huge mansion. Pool. Peacocks. Chickens! Frogs! It was heaven. Asa said he had never seen me as graceful as when I was chasing that hen. I'm not sure how I feel about that. I think he sort of "gets it" about me and chickens now.

I adore him so much. It just keeps getting better. I swear I'd marry the kid right now and move to the country and start having babies if he said the word. Dear Lord.

Happy

I discovered a new thing I love about New York City today.
I love it before 8am on a weekday. Even Bushwick looks beautiful in the pale post sunrise yellow. The air feels different, like it hasn't gone through thousands of lungs yet.
Seriously, would it kill be to get up before 7 every once in a while?

I also love iced coffee. And the first tiny, sweet, strawberries of the season. Both of which I was so easily able to procure at this early hour.

I also love Three Day Weekends. And I think I'm going to love Ithaca too.