I have been hauling Christmas boxes up and down the stairs this afternoon.
I just have one question.
Where did it all come from?
I intended to donate more than half of it this year, but
Pete's final illness squashed that idea, so... I'm going to
mark the bins so I know which need to go to the Good Shepherd next fall.
This tiny little tree is the living room tree this year.
I just don't have the oomph right now.
Here is the spare bedroom tree, and I love it. I have always loved my
skinny primitive tree. I still need to put a skirt around it.
It does light up.
I need to vacuum in the morning, and put the nativity set out.
People are cutting the grass in our neighborhood, there is a man out there now.
As you see, there is still a lot of green.
This was our little side-yard-pond last week, after the rain we had.
Actually, we are now expecting a 100% chance of rain this weekend,
so I think it will look like this again.
When I was on my way home from church the other night,
I saw something way in the distance. I stopped and waited.
14 crossed the road (another lady stopped on the other side).
They joined a large group in the field on my left.
After the group joined, there were well over 20 birds together.
I just love these birds!