Okay, so in lieu of a big long post filled with pictures from Sunday, I will give you a picture-heavy post of Monday morning. Although I do have a panoramic shot of the view at the PA Grand Canyon viewing place:
So my Monday morning started with my customary blog-reading and soon-to-be-customary cup of tea.
If you want to know, I was reading Punkin’s Patch which I just found and really love.
This was my view from the back porch at 8 this morning:
I found a wooly bugger on Bill’s deck when I was feeding him, and managed to take a pretty decent picture of it.
Bill was exceptionally messy at breakfast this morning:
“Bill, you are eating like a pig!”
I am no pig, silly girl. I am a goat.
I took a picture of a book Grandma found for me:
It’s an Irish tale about a Widow-Woman and a goat named King Billy. I recommend it, although it’s probably been out of print since 1947, when it was made.
I turned around and saw the sun peeking through the trees:
And then my morning was complete.
How do your Monday mornings go?