(I found this sweet feather the other day while pulling weeds)
As I was sharing my day with Gary I happened to notice a box sitting on the counter behind him. After I wiped away the day’s events from my face. I went over to the box, and saw my name on it. I gently picked it up and went into my favorite room (the room facing the trees and yard out back). I sat in the chair and opened my gift. Once I opened the box, fresh new tears came, but this time happy tears.
I have a special friend I have yet to meet, but I feel I already know her. I call her my friend because we can write and share about things just like old friends do. Her name is Ina and you can see and visit her HERE.
This beautiful birdhouse has many things on it that I love. The love of the color green, the vintage jewelry, a butterfly pin (the love of my sweet butterfly), the porcelain china rooftop, the love of nature. This sweet birdhouse is a lovely reminder that no matter how tough some days maybe I have the love and comfort of a home, with my love waiting for me and friends near and far.
(my shadowbox tray)
If all my days were happy and sunny I wouldn’t take the time to learn what I am suppose to learn on those not so good days. My lesson yesterday, was to keep me close to what truly matters and is important to me, family and friends.
Have a golden weekend my friends and enjoy!
xoxo...
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.




























