Gathered, on my dresser. And trying to remember to see my everyday things with new eyes.
First-ever time stepping into an Anthropologie store. Woah.
Somewhere the line between outdoor-only barn cat and lounge-on-the-bed cat got very blurry.
Not where I expected to be Friday morning. (Nor did I expect that elf up there to break my glasses. All in the same delightful morning.)
Tea. For three.
The drive home never ceases to amaze.
Another day, another barn cat.
Combining is done. Fields are bare.
(Sunday). Saying goodbye to my grown-up girl for the rest of the week. She's off to my mom's, starting her Thanksgiving break early. (homeschool perk #432). We'll reunite tomorrow. Yay! (And me in the glasses I don't like. See above.)
Tucked in for the night.
When life gets busy and full and the todo lists long, I often forget to count my blessings. While life continues to throw us curve balls and reasons to worry, really now. Truly, my cup overflows. I am blessed beyond measure and even in the hard times, there are still too many blessings to count, if I'll simply take a moment to record them in my mind and heart.
Wishing you and your family a warm, blessed and full Thanksgiving. Thank you, my friends, for being one of the things that helps to make my cup overflow.