The sun is just now setting, which reminds me that about a week ago I came downstairs in the morning just in time for the sunrise. If you wouldn’t run outside in your bathrobe and slippers on a cold morning to take a photo, then you can at least say that you know someone who would and did.




Sunrises and sunsets are a dime a dozen, but never commonplace. You may quote me on that.
I went to a Victorian Tea Party in Stillwater last Friday, meeting three old friends there. That’s “old” in the sense that we’ve known each other a long time. But to be fair, we’re all getting within spitting distance of being described as actually “old,” too.

I’m still having my own special “tea time” at 4:00 p.m. every day. Yesterday, I tried a mushroom tea for the first time. Interesting…very interesting. I’m surprised that mushroom tea exists, and that it’s not disgusting. With cream and sugar it was pretty good.
My blogging schedule will probably be a bit spotty from now until January 1. ‘Tis the season!!
I’ll probably delete this at tea time tomorrow, extending my pinky finger in the proper way.
Beautiful photos!
None of you look spitting distance old!
Not even javelin distance!
Spry, indeed!
We all may feel old on occasion, but that
doesn’t count.
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Thanks, Julie! And the same goes for you, too. ❤️
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