A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
Minding my own business, I sauntered into my bathroom …
… and and was caught off guard with a sudden sneaky suspicion that I was not alone.
But I saw no one.
I saw no one, that is, until I spotted Little Blue Horse, with his head hung low.
“What’s wrong, mon petit,” I softly asked.
He answered me nought, and so I left him in his silent spray, (I mean grey!) meditation.
Mincemeat
HR is continuing his quirkily unorthodox tradition of giving me MULTIPLE birthday cards. It started on Saturday, continued Sunday and Monday, leading up to today, my actual birthday.
I find them all over the place: in my daily planner, in the front of the tv, even next to the toilet (tmi?).
I used to think it was odd to get more than one bday card from the same person, but now I look forward to Robert’s card extravaganza.
I think maybe in 2023, I’ll become a spy. I’m retired, so I have some free time on my hands. How hard could it be?
Please ignore this post. Because I don’t think spies are supposed to tell people that they are spies, right?
1. My Favorite Little Card from the holidays.
“Be Kind, Rain or Shine”
2. Memories of a Beautiful Christmas 2022.
3. Shelter. A place to sleep, to lay my head at night.
4. Grandson Daniel, enjoying the “Harry Potter Experience” in Atlanta recently.
5. My Resolution #5 for 2023:
“LOOK FOR GOOD.”
May we all have a “good-looking” weekend ahead.
January-Autumn?!
(Okay, maybe I cheated a little with the one-word thing by hyphenating January and Autumn.)
I wonder why she doesn’t want to let go of Autumn. Or for that matter, Christmas.
Robert and I are off to a delicious new year …
How? By charcutering, of course! Dinner tonight …
Grandson Daniel and his good buddy Aiden, after completely failing to be able to stay on their feet and ice skate at the civic center here in Savannah …
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