Sunday Morning

Dandelions have a beauty all their own as they fade into oblivion  . . . he loves me, he loves me not . . .as you stand and blow the little stems away.

"Erin is home, Erin is home, Emma is in heaven, pure contentment as she whimpered and wined a greeting and hasn't let her far out of her sight.   

Now if they would only come up with some kind of a guide for the ladies, maybe then we would see and end to competition between the sexes.

Sunday morning, our summer weather has arrived finally.   It is September and it is time for change but for some reason this year has been stranger than strange.  We had cold and fog and the furnace on in July and August.  This heat probably wont last long and we will be griping and groaning as we wait for our rain and fog to return.  

Make the best of your Sunday no matter what the weather.    Relax as the work week will be here soon enough.     Don't forget to put on your happy face and enjoy your seconds as they come.    If you watched the Judy Garland special on PBS last night you should be singing 'Over the Rainbow" and a few other specials songs she belted out.  She was blessed with a beautiful voice and a wonderful sense of being with a natural talent to share with the world.    So if your mood is to sing today, good . . . sing out loud.   Don't forget to smile with your eyes and share a hug or two.  Hugs to all.