Joy and beauty are where you find them. One person’s joy is terror to another. In bragging about his wife, the old German farmer is said to have said, “She ain’t much to look at but she’s hell for stout.”
It rained last night and this morning’s sky is cloudy. I’ve been saving two pics for a day like this.
Love that rich color
I remember teaching my sister how to make a doll from two hollyhock blossoms. Did you ever do that?
Beauty like this should be shared
We’ll be meeting with our son for lunch today. Lot’s of joy in that.
I’m having mixed feelings today. This is the second day that I can’t get to Facebook. I don’t know whether to be joyful or sad . . . Perhaps it’s a thing of beauty?
Any day that is spent out of doors enjoying fresh air and the earth’s beauty is far better than any day spent on the computer…and that goes double for FB.
Perhaps even triple for FB! It is good to be out there, isn’t it? :dance:
We did make hollyhock dolls. And fb? Enjoy the respite.
I am enjoying it. Thanks.