If you’ve been reading for a while, you probably know that redbud blossoms are my favorite and, well, we’re just about there!
I’ve loved redbud trees for as long as I can remember, and every spring, I’m just so happy when they bloom. Won’t be long now!
It’s hard to believe that it’s been four years (FOUR YEARS!) since the last time we traveled internationally. And man, what a trip. Iceland was beautiful.
These pictures were taken on March 15, 2019.
I’d love to go back in the summer, since there was a lot we couldn’t see or do in winter. Maybe one of these days. In the meantime, I’ve got pretty pictures and good memories.
But in the best way possible.
Seriously, is there any higher honor than being chosen by a cat? (He did eventually get up. Then we went to bed. And he slept on my foot.)
Well, I guess I ought to just give up on snow this winter. It’s been warm and sunny and gorgeous this week. I spotted these little lovelies earlier today:
Daffodils! A little early this year, I think? Or maybe not. But it feels early. I suppose they’re ready, though, and honestly, if I can’t have a nice winter snow at this point in the season, I’ll certainly take an early spring.
I know y’all are probably tired of Merlin content, but just look at him:
He’s growing so fast! And I feel like we only brought him home, like, a second ago. How time flies!
Annie is tired.
We’re tired, too. But happy. Happy-tired. I hope you are, as well. Back on Friday with a short story!
Will history repeat itself?
A couple of years ago, around this time, we had a pretty bad ice storm. We were not prepared, because it was forecasted to just be a light wintry mix. I was really worried our birch tree would crack under the weight of all that frozen stuff, and super anxious that we might lose power.
It didn’t, and we didn’t, but yeah, I don’t like ice. Snow? Yes! Ice? Hard no.
At any rate, it’s looking like we might see some winter weather tomorrow, and what do you know – they’re predicting a wintry mix. So, we’ll see. Fingers crossed it’s not too bad!
They say you can’t go home again.
I disagree.
(*And a quick note: I’ll be taking a quick break on Friday and Monday to spend time with family, but I’ll be back on Wednesday, November 30th with a short story. In the meantime, happy creating, y’all!*)
For the last several weeks, we’ve had a crew working on our house. Exterior stuff for now, and as they’ve been fixing up our siding, it’s been fascinating to see what’s just underneath it.
It’s solid as a rock, we’ve been told.
Our old house may need a lot of care, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. They just don’t make them like they used to.
Beautiful, isn’t it?
But it burns out so quickly.
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