Project 365 – Week 7

There aren’t seven.  And they aren’t all from different days.  But I’m doing my best.

 

It Happens.

Poop that is.  On the shirt.  Blowout.  Epic.

 

Just when I was thinking that spring would never come, I looked out the window and saw these growing in the front yard.  There is joy in these flowers.

(I should mention, however, that now these flowers are covered in

6 inches of snow. hmph.)

Sylvie also loved the flowers.

 

 

Barbequing with Daddy for the first time this year!

 

Watching the sun go down over the river valley from Grandma and Grandpa’s

front porch swing.

Playing piano with Daddy.

  Bright Eyes.