Inara says it's summer and she no longer needs shoes or a jacket. Or coveralls or a hat or gloves. Or winter boots or a scarf. It's about 8 Celsius (40 F or something) outside, so good enough I guess. In reality I can't wait to not have to wrangle her into her winter gear every morning. It's probably one of the worst parts of winter.
|On the front steps|
|In the backyard|
|Biking in the front courtyard|
|Running in the backyard|