Saturdays are for . . .
There was a lovely, rosy glow in the sky this morning when I woke up to let the dogs out. It's cold - and clear.
Show and Tell.
I bought this cheery bird painting many years ago, when we first moved into our current house. (We're in our 12th year here, so it's been awhile.) It hangs in my front entryway, over a little knick-knack shelf next to the front door.
The painting just charmed me from the first time I saw it!
I used to think of it as a "family portrait." I was the bird with the long legs, firmly planted on the ground. Erin was the little one, hovering above the ground, and Brian was the little, squat bird. Tom was the one coming in for a landing . . . meeting us after work! It makes me smile every day.
When my kids come home, the first thing they do is get down on the floor for Proper Dog Greetings. They love coming home to for a little Dog Time.
And, trust me . . . it's mutual! The dogs are awfully lonely when their far-away-pack-members leave them behind once again. (For us AND the dogs, that will be later today as Erin and Keith head back to Pittsburgh.)
Enjoy your Saturday (this last in November . . . and last in NaBloPoMo!).