Watering the Fothergilla

I thought about last year a lot today. We were in the midst of making decorations for a birthday party, a party for the most special person in the world. I do hope she knows how loved she is. There was a moment of brief sunshine at the end of the day, the rest of the time it was thickly overcast, propelling me outside to do what I love most.

In the morning, I had breakfast at school with the PSLOML and his mom. I sat in a tiny tiny chair, made for a four year old. Good thing it was sturdy.