Hmmm. Somehow whatever I do my pictures are scatty & my type ends up all over the place. Perhaps someone knows how I fix this little problem...? Anyway here goes. If the type & the photos don't match up I'm sure all you clever ladies can work out what on earth I'm gabbling about.I did plenty of this while the rain drizzled down...
New Holland honeyeaters at the bird bath; Ma gets quite a colony twice a day.
And what do you give the woman who has everything? Well, if you're me you find something goofy & kinky that she'll absolutely love or absolutely hate...... Ditz complained about the boobs but poor thing; she needs something to rest on...
Here's the water flooding over the boardwalk opposite. Ma's villa is right on the canal with a pleasant view of the little park opposite. Nothing like our views!
And the insane cat, Pixie. I dunno. Something about this family. All our animals are absolute characters with one of a kind personalities. Ma talks to hers too.
2 comments:
I'm back from my getaway as well. I can relate to what you mentioned about your Mom. I saw my folks last Friday before hooking up with my dauhgter. Everytime I leave them I struggle with the tears. When I left my daughter and the girlies I didn't. I told my best friend Brenda that maybe it's because I think of the years ahead I have (if God so ordains) with her and her family. With my folks I know that the time we have is much more limited. My Mom turns 70 this year and Pop will be 78. I think that's why it's so hard to say goodbye.
Connie
You've hit the nail on the proverbial head. I had a 'last time' with my dad & mum's over 70 now so I know my time is limited & this time is not going to last forever. Mark's death really train wrecked me for goodbyes too. They're so jolly final. I hate endings! Good books, good times, famuly get togethers; nine of them should ever end. Like my header says, lol.
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