A Little Purple

And sometime weeds are the best part of the lawn.

Time

I read somewhere, as we age the part of our brain that perceives the passage of time, changes. As our brains grow older, time seems to pass more quickly. This would explain how as a kid, summers seemed to last forever but now our own children appear to grow up over night.

Bob's thirteenth birthday was Sunday and my fifty-five-year-old brain is stunned. I know how time works, and yet. And yet.

Happy Birthday to Bob.

Smacksy Sunday Links

Phones smash - notebooks bend.

Fruit love. 

Simplify your day to have greater impact.

The secret pigeon service.

Same pictures - same places - 68 years apart.

Peacock dance display.

Happy Sunday.

Look Into His Eyes

He hypnotizes me with his handsomeness every day.

He's on First

My spot.

Everyone

Everyone loves Mr. Rosenberg.

Librarian

What can I say? He's a book lover too.