We are stardust, we are golden.
The bluetick coonhound, having put up with that rooster’s annoying crowing for the very last time, disturbingly eviscerated aforementioned hapless creature leaving only eyes, a bit of telltale fluff on his tongue, and one squeaker behind at the scene of the crime. While out on probation, next unsuspecting victim is lured.
The living room has become the Gryffindor Common Room at Hogwarts.
On Safari at the Zoo, we notice a very rare blue-eyed T-bird. Notice the unusual striped markings.
Celebrating the ups and downs of the snowy hills and surrendering to the moment together.
I knit these beauties up in 2 days over Christmas.
The house was full of love and light….
as we danced the night away….
All that remains is the dishes….
I missed you so much.
3345 km 