Friday night Community Potluck and Dance. Happy Birthday to you!
I love you~~ sixty year old~~ David.
|I packed a box of books and few odds and ends. I could not have planned this better.|
|Center piece from the children of Wildwood Lane|
|I caught them on parade putting flowers in everyone's mailboxes.|
|Somethin' about drinkin' out of a mason jar.|
|Enjoyed watching this friend on the porch|
|Packing books. I smiled as I touched this one.|
|Of course, I had to open it and read.|
|There's just something about this book.|