and it feels like a goddamned swamp. how could i have possibly forgotten how miserable it is to be in a humid environment during the summer? i did grow up in houston, after all. we all have a bevy of molds and lichens growing on us that none of us realized were possible; gus is perpetually sweaty, even if he's just walking from his room to the kitchen. however, there is something to be said for such glorious herbaceousness such as that which sprouts whether wanted or not on every square inch of this property. it is just so green.
anyway we're here, we're getting unpacked, i'm lonely but gus and sophie are ecstatic to be here. rich will be working too much sooner than you can say "go hawkeyes!" or "i bleed black and gold!" or something of that sentiment. wondrous pictures from the road trip here to come...
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