We use clothespins to keep our many boxes of cereal fresh, and the kids were enthralled one recent morning to discover the hairstyles they could create! Here's little Lucas with his braids. I'm torn between whether he looks like an Orthodox Jewish man or Pippi Longstocking!
I look at this picture and see only the pain of getting those clothespins out!
This particular night's pink sky was enough to drag even me from my workplace stupor out into the backyard. It was just stunning...
I believe I can fly!
2 comments:
Jennifer, what wonderful pictures and words, and so true...reminds me of a day when you and I together saw the gift of a sunset...No one appreciates them more than you and Matt,,
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I thought the very same thing when I saw Kyra's picture -- OUCH!!! Hope it came un-done with (relative) ease.
Beautiful sky ... on fire! Don't There's a very big part of me that responds to that kind of beauty -- at some point in my life I have no choice but to see the Northern Lights for that very reason. Some day! :)
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