This is my birthday week. I had a lovely Tuesday birthday filled with surprises and visits, fancy gifts, and lots of feeling special. I had a week off on holiday just before that, and visited some of my favorite people in three cities and two states.
I love coming home after trips. Getting to miss home is a little bit wonderful. It means that when you come back, all the things that make up your days and weeks seem less mundane.
This is the season of many splendid things. Parties and celebrations, time with family and planning trips and visits and evening meets. It is full and sometimes overwhelming, and it is warm inside by the fire and cold outside in the wind. I'm ready for some snow, watching the Pup as he pounces through snow drifts and bounds back to me with his ears up (that means happy) and his pink tongue out (that means ready for action). We are busy and exhausted and happy.
photo courtesy of Style Me Pretty
photographer: Heather Waraska
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