It's been a tranquil, lazy, Labor Day weekend here at our house. Full of things like using color wheels, taking walks, setting the table for dinner guests, and putting a vase of zinnias on every surface in the house.
An extra day for piddling around seems like the most luxurious of gifts. We drank an excellent bottle of wine and ate peach cobbler accompanied by velvety smooth sips of Irish Cream.
I also had a wild and crazy dream about being in an art/craft store with Sister and Pam, trying to find some kind of stencil that was simply not to be had, and then almost getting into a fight with a 47 year old lady with a red face and a pony tail who thought the three of us were nuns and when I told her I had been married for 37 years she said "well you have the chin of a nun". If you are an analyzer of dreams, do tell me what that could possibly mean.
Maybe you don’t like your chin? But I like these things: your amazing zinnias, your pretty table settings, and the gorgeous, bright fabrics you always choose!
Posted by: Chris oliveira | 09/04/2018 at 07:27 AM
No clue here Carol, but isn't it a terrific title?
Posted by: jacki long | 09/04/2018 at 02:31 PM