“I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.” ― Laura Ingalls Wilder
This last week and a half has been more taxing than I'd prefer. It seems that there are more downs than ups as of late. The weather hasn't helped one bit today, bringing ridiculously destructive wind and cold. Good old Zippy caught me off guard, gave me a fright and then a chuckle. I would totally love an hour of living like a cat. Some grocery store daffodils remind me that Spring must be around the corner.
Big brother fixed a fancy tea party for the queen. I let him take his surprise to her in the living room. She wasn't dressed for the occasion with her gown, but she always has her crown as of late.
This little one is a mother to many. She keeps moving her family. Packs them up and moves them from one 'house' to the next. Room to room. She's my mini me in many,many ways, except I'm planning to never, ever, ever move again.
I just dropped off a whole bunch of stuff at the thrift store, more to go! I'm purging and organizing. I'm especially relieved to have my baking cupboard tidied up (above). I also have purged just about all my plastic storage tubs. Actually I didn't get rid of them entirely, just out of my kitchen. I put them in the basement to use as freezer containers for garden preserving season. We are a 100% glass storage now for food leftovers and lunch packing, thanks to my collections over the years. Pyrex and canning jars. Still working on my goals a bit at a time. What are you working on?
