Behold the march of the chocolate Santas!
Sometimes the classiest gifts are close to home… as when a stalk of Brussels sprouts and a can of spray paint are all you need to make a fabulous centerpiece.
Sister L was: (a) meditating; (b) pretending I wasn’t there; or (c) willing herself to another place and time. I was simply providing contrast.
I would love to know what it feels like to wear a dress made out of balloons — very squeaky, I’m sure. While I was contemplating the complications, H was focused on his favorite Chattanooga donut shop across the street.
I am more acutely aware of the beauty that Mother Nature leaves behind as we slip into the seasons of quiet rest.
I’m not sure if Susie, our cocker spaniel, was contained to keep me company or if she had gotten into trouble, too.
The sign in the smoke shop window said: $2.00 Cigar Boxes. How could I refuse?