Downtown yesterday at 11 pm. Someone remind me of this, please, next winter when it's pitch black at 4:30. Actually, don't bother, I'll probably call you a liar and other mean things. But I'm enjoying these long days while they last.
I honestly should not be permitted to roam this store unattended.
My little helper, always. ❤️😊
In Flanders Fields. Looking a little more peaceful, thank heavens, than 100 years prior. #fromwhereistand . . In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. . We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie, In Flanders fields. . Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.
I admire flowers all the more because I kill every one I ever bring home. 😢
Lucky for this little one, there are lots of spatulas worth licking around here! Happy birthday my little love! ❤️
Birthday cake baking for my one and only almost two year old.
A little abbey ruins exploring, for weekend fun.
On Saturdays, we get pedicures and go out to brunch! Just kidding, mostly on Saturdays we wrangle our kids, but it sure is nice to occasionally remember how the other half live! 😉