Abby was quite unsure about her Christmas gift, the Kitty Kube, and still hasn’t ventured inside it.
Birds waiting for their turn at the feeder.
I have this CD in the car and I play it repeatedly from the day after Thanksgiving until the day after Christmas. I love it and never tire of it.
My mom sent me a thrifted tablecloth. I love all the French knots.
I’ve been on a jasmine tea kick lately.
It’s taking forever to crochet this afghan.
I love how the reflection of the window can be seen in Abby’s eye.