campestral

my new upstairs neighbor is a heavy walker. a VERY heavy walker. do. not. like. (although, we have a crying baby so i'm not sure which is worse). i miss my old neighbors tom and rebecca. they decided to trade in the stink and filth of our city for the lush vermont country life. i wish they were still here cooking dinners and watching sci-fi tv with us. instead they are picking flowers and riding ponies and watching out for moose. lucky! check out their exploits on the campestral blog.