Happy Mother's Day to all you wonderful women who have devoted yourselves to loving Little People into Big People. It's a big job, but the most satisfying and rewarding job ever.
It's been said, "The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world." Thank you, precious mothers, for rocking babies, wiping noses, feeding your families, listening to your children, loving them through thick and thin and for praying for them.
The world needs you. We need you! Thank you!
I spent the majority of my day in bed in my jammies recovering from a night of the stomach flu. This was the view from my bed. Hubs gave me a bunch of roses on Friday and I took some of them up to our room. I'm so glad I did. It made being in my bed a little happier.
After a nap, I glanced out the window to the bird feeders and saw this handsome fellow.
An Evening Grosbeak.
It was such a warm, sunny day here that I had to make a couple turns around the yard to admire the full-blossoming tulips and daffodils.
"Every man's life is a fairytale written by God's fingers."
~Hans Christian Anderson