From a FB group that I belong to. This is just creepy and wrong. Why, oh why, would you create an action figure doll with your dead husband’s face? I really think I would have nightmares if I had one.
Today’s lunchtime art project. Just a colorful riot of Washi tape. Going to send it as a postcard. Hope it survives.
First Christmas card addressed just to me. Joy to the world. I am not opening any of them.
Pure cuteness in this personal nightlight that changes colors. Another attempt to light the darkness of these gloomy days.
Hungry squirrels. And brazen as this was right outside my door.
Cheat. I forgot to take a photo today while we were finally getting our Christmas decorations up, so I’ll treat you with a snuggle photo of Jean and Charley.