Typical Saturday afternoon for us: a walk downtown, where every fawns over Lewis; a drink at the Hudson House, if outdoor tables are available; and supper for Sam in front of the fire.
My curly hair, and my new fleece.
Everybody loves Lewis.
Drinks at HH, before sidewalk dining with Lewis shuts down for the season.
Pizza night in America. (Note new pink jacket purchased earlier at the Fall Festival.)
Good night all!
