
On a cold, snowy morning in Grand Canyon, we stopped on the side of the road while the mule deer foraged in the brush.

On a cold, snowy morning in Grand Canyon, we stopped on the side of the road while the mule deer foraged in the brush.
Happy birthday, hunny!
There is nothing as precious as reading to your grandchild.
Do you recall being read to as a child? I do. I can feel Daddy Gus’s lap, and the warmth of his arms around me as we sat in the chair in the living room. I don’t recall the book (although my favorite book as a very young child was Pickles the Fire Cat)… but I can remember the feeling of love.
My wreath for next year?? I had better get busy collecting supplies! (Williamsburg, VA)
Happy Festivus! Don’t get your tinsel in a tangle!
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