The past few mornings have been cold here. What’s more, it’s not completely daylight at 6:30 any more.
Just minutes (the time it took me to find my camera) before the sky was a wonderful magenta, but it soon faded to orange sherbet. And if that isn’t proof enough that fall is nigh, leaves are turning already too. This summer just seemed to fly by.
Last night A2 received her “Big” birthday present. Nothing girly for this one, it’s a remote control helicopter.
Unfortunately her Dad really liked it too.
The whole family got into the action as her sisters ran to and fro retrieving the wayward toy. And all of the commotion attracted the neighborhood bully, who came over to check things out and to keep us in line.
But a near miss with the helicopter convinced him to leave us for a quieter group.
I opened up my knitting wardrobe (it’s a HUGE mess) to seek yarn for the Arwen cardigan, but I’m not up to digging out the worsted weight yarn in the bottom tote.
Why is it that whatever is needed always is the most inaccessible? Maybe this weekend I’ll have the courage to face this disaster.
Hope you all enjoy a wonderful Thursday!