I made one of my rare excursions to the second floor to talk to my daughter. While there, I found myself admiring one of her tiny paintings.
So she gave it to me.
I now have a little friend, watching over me as I type.
I love her robots!
The Re-Farmer
Yesterday evening, my older daughter told me I needed to go check out my rocks.
After some initial confusion, having already completely forgotten that I’d spray painted some rocks in the yard bright orange, I went and took a look.
Then squealed with glee.
Somewhere in between cleaning the eaves and working on various other things, she took the time to grab some stencils and a can of spray paint from her supplies, and made my day!
:-D
The Re-Farmer
The Re-Farmer 