The birds outside my window couldn't compete with the sight of three lovely deer slowly walking through the trees. They were heading to the spot where I gathered fallen birch branches last summer. I used these branches to make reindeer ornaments as gifts for friends and neighbors, something my father had taught me to do. To this day I still get hugs from people when they realize I am the daughter of the man who brought them joy with these simple gifts from nature.
I hope you get extra hugs today in remembrance of your dad. Given that he was the father of such a special woman, I am sure he was a very special man.
I am not a fan of squirrels. I could recount so many ways they cause problems in my yard. But this morning, when I looked out my bedroom window and saw one digging happily under a bush, it made me smile. And that surprised me! Spring does weave a spell. Even over squirrels!
And I believe your father would be especially honored to have his memory included in this lovely piece.
Oh bless you! Yes the squirrel squad are so pesky! And even so… on these warmer days with spring in the air, we extend our joy to all living things. And thank you so much for your kindness… it’s been 8 years since my dad passed. Amazing how time flies and drags at the same time. 🌷 for you Sherri.
The birds outside my window couldn't compete with the sight of three lovely deer slowly walking through the trees. They were heading to the spot where I gathered fallen birch branches last summer. I used these branches to make reindeer ornaments as gifts for friends and neighbors, something my father had taught me to do. To this day I still get hugs from people when they realize I am the daughter of the man who brought them joy with these simple gifts from nature.
I hope you get extra hugs today in remembrance of your dad. Given that he was the father of such a special woman, I am sure he was a very special man.
Thank you so much dear Maggie for your love and for sharing such preciousness of your Dad. It seems to me that gifts abound! All my love for you. 🌷🦌
I am not a fan of squirrels. I could recount so many ways they cause problems in my yard. But this morning, when I looked out my bedroom window and saw one digging happily under a bush, it made me smile. And that surprised me! Spring does weave a spell. Even over squirrels!
And I believe your father would be especially honored to have his memory included in this lovely piece.
Oh bless you! Yes the squirrel squad are so pesky! And even so… on these warmer days with spring in the air, we extend our joy to all living things. And thank you so much for your kindness… it’s been 8 years since my dad passed. Amazing how time flies and drags at the same time. 🌷 for you Sherri.