Sniff sniff

I miss my girls.

But I am thankful I had my boys home for Thanksgiving, and their girls, even the barking one.

Tell-Tale Entrail

Guess what happened while I was out shopping for the finishing touches on my Thanksgiving dinner?

Someone thought they removed all the evidence and did a fair job of leaving everything just as they found it. And while I do find various smatterings and peels and pits in and around my kitchen sink on a regular basis, it was the tiny wet, black FEATHER on the splash board and the slimy entrails in the sink basket that notified me of the followiong horror. Someone cleaned a wild fowl in my kitchen sink!

Yup, that's me, Mrs. Monk.

Maiden Voyage

This young maiden is less than one month from being a licensed driver. Here she is making her first trip over the mountains - yay! She did really well. Yet I kept a good knitting distraction going in the backseat - I still have issues.

Four and Twenty - Happy Birthday!

Somehow when I looked at this:















it made me think of this:






















and then compare these, what has really changed? really?