…In Between I Drink…
… iced coffee.
I can’t pour a cup without hearing the lyrics to Black Coffee in my head, only with “iced” inserted for “black.”
… iced coffee.
I can’t pour a cup without hearing the lyrics to Black Coffee in my head, only with “iced” inserted for “black.”
I think I deserved a little low intensity project after the last one. This knit up in two days. It’s the Petawawa Toque from Tara Lynn-Morrison of Good Night Day….
I don’t know why it’s taking me so long to finish my Hawt Sands. No, really, I do. It’s because I’ve been going to bed by 10, like a good…
I’ve been walking alot on these windy, March days. It feels as if God is blowing the stale, brooding attitude of winter out of my life. Negative thoughts swirling away…
(365 Day 143 Photo) I’ve been thinking about the garden today, as I’m shortly going on vacation and leaving our two dogs, kitten, and the plants behind. It’s like leaving…
I’m pretty grounded, but once in a while I get wistful like a child and draw up a long, impossible Christmas list in my head because it’s winter and that’s…
Spent the whole weekend loving on my children and thinking about the great people God made them to be. Thought I would share.