Several years ago a friend surprised me with this miniature hammer, to be used as needed around the house. Little did she know it would become my official ice-cracking tool for the birdbath in the winter.
A Sunday hike with H through one of the local parks really brought about a sense of peace and calm after a busy holiday week.
White knee-highs and black loafers… when you’ve got a winning look, stick with it.
Now THESE are turkeys… just look at those personalities and attitudes! (It’s clear that not one of them is planning on being the main course on the Thanksgiving menu.) I love looking through the eyes of a preschooler.
Each year the preschool at our church celebrates Thanksgiving with a program and luncheon for the kids and their families. The teachers go all out helping little hands color and glue the festive table decorations. I love sneaking a peek at their work.
Although it’s difficult to see my face, I can assure you that that is indeed me in the coordinating red, white, and blue outfit. It’s hard for me to imagine that I actually chose that striped fabric for my mother to sew those pants for me.
H and I were graced with this gorgeous sunset as we walked around the lake in our neighborhood last night.