Saturday Sky
It's that time of year again: when you don't have to get up early to catch the sunrise. You do have to endure your daughter's telling you, "Oh, Mom, you're so weird," when you run out with the camera as she heads for the bus stop. This, however, is only to be expected.
posted by Lucia at
5:45 PM
3 Comments:
Gorgeous! Wouldn't that make a great colorway for some yarn?
By
Anonymous, at 8:37 PM
My daughter is 25 and still thinks I'm weird. So do my sons. I return the favor. And love each other anyway.
By
Anonymous, at 10:53 PM
Weird? You say it like it's a bad thing.
By
roxie, at 9:32 AM
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