The flowers on my porch that surround the Blessed Mother. This particular statue has been in many places over the years, has survived many a move, and always fills the space with a reminder of the serenity of Our Lady, the prettiest of the pretty.
As we gear up for another summer Patchwork Theater production, I looked back on last year's performance of Julius Caesar and how great that cast was to work with. Sigh! Theater makes me happy.
Youngest Child took a great interest in Ghandi when we were studying the countries of Asia. When he wore this impromptu costume we made from a sheet and an old pair of glasses, I was struck by how much he did look like him - in a healthy, pudgey sort of way. = ) I could not stop laughing.
Eureka! My first ever attempt at canning anything! Dill pickles! The City Mouse goes country!! Next...........JAM!