Wednesday, 15 April 2026

Wednesday Witterings . . .

 

 

Yesterday was kind of a weird day.  Someone who I have known for most of my life chose to end their life through the MAID program. (Medical Assistance in Dying.) He announced it on his Facebook page, right down to the time he was choosing to die, (12 noon yesterday) along with his reasons for his choice. I hadn't even known he was ill and to be honest, I didn't even know such a thing existed really, or if I had, I had not ever paid any attention to it as it is not something I would ever choose.

This was a man that we, my family, have known since my sister and I were young teens. At one point he was my sister's boyfriend.  I have a photograph somewhere of the two of them at my first wedding. (They were not boyfriend and girlfriend at that point.)

That last time I was home to help mom out when she had her cancer operation, Wayne helped to ferry me back and forth to the hospital in Halifax a few times and he would take no money from me for doing so.

As a teen, he was a bit annoying sometimes, but he had always been a good friend. As an adult, he was  a little bit more annoying. I found his political views to be somewhat obnoxious and he was probably one of the largest truth stretchers that I have ever known. He actually believed what he was telling you because he had stretched the truth so many times. But in all truth nobody could have done the things he claimed to have done unless they were some great demi-god. 

Point in case:  He once almost sawed his leg off in the woods with a chain saw but managed to drag himself out of the woods back to his home and sewed his own leg back on with a needle and thread.

And when he was telling you this story it was clear that he believed it and expected you to as well.

He was a bit of a narcissist, and a great purveyor of facts and history, the history of our peer group going back to our teens, the world, politics, etc. He had them mostly right, but often embellished them with his own version of truth.  

But then again, don't we all.

But he was also kind and would have done just about anything for anyone, the only problem being that you would have had to tolerate his political rants and crazy stories while he was serving you and, to be honest, neither Cindy and I were up to that in recent years. In fact, because of his political views, she had removed him from her FB page a few years back. I never had done so, but  I also never really paid much attention to his rants except to laugh internally at them either.

It bothered me all day yesterday that someone I had once been fairly close to had been so ill that they had chosen to end their lives and that I had not even known they were ill. I went to bed thinking about it last night and I woke up thinking about it this morning. 

I am not sure I could choose to do what he chose to do.  It goes against all of my religious beliefs. I am torn between thinking its a cowardly choice or that its a brave choice. I feel bad about it either way. I feel kind of like I let someone down big time, and I am not sure what to do with that.


 

I had a pretty busy day yesterday.  My toenail lady came in the morning. I think she is getting a bit forgetful. She is around my age and I have noticed it the last few times she has come. 

Eileen had a visit with her CSS workers yesterday. They had chair yoga down in Bridgetown at the center and then she came back up to Tim Hortons for a while before coming home.

Her flow is still fairly heavy, so I managed to get her prescription renewed for the drug they had given her at the hospital and we went to pick it up and she needed some additional feminine hygiene products as well, so we got those. She has a Doctor's appointment next week I believe and I have to take her for some blood tests.

She finished her large piece of diamond art the other night and yesterday she started another large one. This time it is a lion, mostly golds, yellows and browns. She seems to really like doing the diamond art and she also enjoys coloring on her coloring app. I have read that both are very relaxing and good anxiety reducers.

I managed to get all of my rent checks written up for the next year and dropped them off. That is always a bit of a struggle for me as I have to change the year on them halfway through them. This years were further complicated as there was a rent change amount for most of them as well. Yes, my rent has increased by 4% as of June.

We made pizza for supper. With ham, pepperoni, peppers, pineapple, onions and olives on it. It was good.



 

Chippy and the Guinea Fowl are back.  I was just wondering the other day as to when Chippy would show up again and, to be honest, the Guinea Fowl were a bit of a surprise. I had thought they had all been hit by cars. So either I was wrong about that, or whoever owns them has gotten more of them. They were as loud and cacophonous as ever and they made me smile.

I must be doing my garbage right as they took it all. The refuse collection company recently changed and they now do it with two separate trucks. They also changed all of the rules as to what can go in what bag and there is no Spring or Autumn cleanup any more. You are allowed to put up to two large articles out per refuse collection day.  You are also not allowed to put Styrofoam in the garbage anymore. It has to go to a larger collection point the same as any electrical equipment, batteries, etc. I wonder what people without cars do?

Anyways, every week when I put out my rubbish, I hold my breath until it is all taken, just in case I have done something wrong.

Also, all of the new rules were posted online on the Ask a Question page.  The garbage people themselves never notified anyone. So again, what if you are not a person who goes online or who is tech savvy? 




A book I had pre-ordered in February arrived. I took it to bed with me last night. I have followed Diane on Instagram for quite some time now. I am thrilled that she has published a book and I hope it does well. I predict that it will. She is quite an inspiration to a great many people. 

I have enjoyed what I have read so far. No surprise there.


 

I am not sure what I will get up to today. I have to get started on my talk as the 26th is only 11 days away now. I have all my income tax sorted and am just waiting for the taxman to pick the stuff up. He said Saturday. I have a bit of cooking to do and some writing, etc. for that.  We plan on going out for supper with dad and Cindy tonight. Eileen really enjoys that. She says she is paying for us this time. 

It is mostly cloudy out and raining, so very dark in here today. That is the one thing I don't like about my place. It is very dark in here when it isn't full on sunny outside, so I need to have lights on, which makes it easier for people to see into my home, which I am not a huge fan of.

Eileen has an appointment with the CSS at some point today as well, although I am not sure what time.

And with that I best close this off  as she will be up soon and my day will then start in earnest  . . 

A thought to carry with you . . . 

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*He covers the heavens with clouds;
He prepares rain for the earth,
and causes grass to grow
on the hills. ~Psalm 145:8


Easy Enchilada Casserole


In The English Kitchen this morning  . . .  Easy Enchilada Casserole. This was delicious and a simple matter of layering some things in a baking dish and then popping it into the oven. Corn chips, chicken, lime, green salsa, corn, cheese and a creamy sour cream sauce. Simple.


I hope you have a wonderful Wednesday. Whatever you get up to I hope it brings you joy. Don't forget!


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Tuesday, 14 April 2026

A Day Book . . .

 



FOR TODAY, April 14th, 2026 ...



OUTSIDE MY WINDOW ...

There's nothing too exciting going on. Its garbage day. I always hold my breath until they take all my garbage. A new company just took over the garbage collection and they changed all the rules. No rain as of yet, but there will be four days of rain later this week the weather app says.  Plus the temperatures are due to rise on Sunday.

I AM THINKING ...

It's pretty amazing that they can predict what the weather will be doing four days from now. That weather app is so precise. It will even say, rain stopping in four minutes, etc. and it does stop in four minutes. How do they know???

I AM ALSO THINKING ...

I was reading that Loblaws and Sobey's have been overcharging for their meat.  

"Underweight Meat Scandal: CBC's secret shopping found Loblaw and Sobeys stores selling meat that weighed less than the labeled net weight, leading to overcharges of 2–16.7%"

That is probably just the tip of the iceberg.  Food prices have risen by 30% since 2021. I think it's criminal that these big stores can get away with this crap. It's time the Government stepped in and started holding them to task for their behavior.


 

I AM GRATEFUL FOR ...

Enough. I am grateful that I have enough.  That is all I need. If you have enough, then you are richer than most of the world.




I AM ALSO GRATEFUL FOR ...

A comfortable bed to sleep in each night.  I love my Endy mattress. It's like sleeping on a big marshmallow.


IN THE KITCHEN ...

Orange Bundt Cake


Zesty Orange Bundt Cake.  It's a simple cake with wowza flavors! I had bookmarked this cake recipe on YouTube over a month ago and finally got around to baking it yesterday. Moist, delicious. Simple. I am seriously impressed.  


ON MY "TO COOK" LIST ...




Recipes In.  Savory Cheddar and Bacon Dutch Baby. This looks amazingly delicious.



 


THIS I BELIEVE ...

You can't really ask for much more than that. Each day is a gift. The bad, the good, and everything in between. Live with joy in every moment.


 


SOMETHING THAT IS NICE ...

Cute mugs. I love these. So rustic and at the same time very pretty.


 

SOMETHING ELSE THAT IS NICE ...

Fresh spring asparagus  . . . 


I AM WANTING TO CREATE ...


 
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Little knitted cats  . . . 


 


A cat in a coat  . . . 


 


Tea bags wearing dresses . . . 



 


An embroidery garden  . . . 


 

A cottage pin cushion  . . . 


SOMETHING I ENJOY ...

 

Spring blooms  . . . 

SOMETHING ELSE THAT I ENJOY ...

 


Cut flowers  . . . 



I AM READING ...

IN THE GREAT QUIET, by Laura Vogt


A pioneer unwaveringly endures the Oklahoma frontier in an epic adventure about a woman haunted by secrets and searching for home. 


 A cannon booms at high noon, and the race begins in the Oklahoma land rush of 1893. 

 Amid the crowd is Minnie Hoopes. Tenacious and fiercely independent, she is determined to endure the brutal frontier and create a life of her own. Guarding her solitude, she distances herself from bordering homesteaders and finds peace under the starry nights of the vast frontier. But this is outlaw country, and Minnie soon has the blood of two gunfighters on her hands. After a renegade outlaw named Stot discovers her secrets, she forms an unlikely friendship with him. With each passing season, Minnie’s past grows more haunting and threatens the future she has risked everything to build. Minnie raced into the Wild West alone, but her grandest journey in the frontier wilderness is one she never saw coming. 

 Based on the true story of the author’s great-great-grandparents, this sweeping and transportive survival story explores a woman’s connection with the land, her reconciliation with the past, and her elemental search for home against all odds. 

 Settle in, I’ve stories to tell.

I love stories based on true stories.  This is really good! Yes, it does take me a long time to read a book these days.  A few chapters a night is all I can manage.


THINGS THAT CATCH MY FANCY ...

 

Open Shelving  . . . 

 

Stone walls  . . . 

 

A place to soak your cares away  . . . 


 

A pretty dress with a cardigan  . . . 

 

Yes please  . . . 


MAKES ME SMILE ...

 

Baby goats  . . . 


SOMETHING TO WATCH ...



The Other Bennet Sister on Britbox  . . . 



A THOUGHT TO CARRY WITH YOU ...

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*God uses broken things.
It takes broken soil to 
produce a crop,
broken clouds to give rain,
broken grain to give bread,
broken bread to give strength.
~Vance Havner


And that is my daybook for this week!  Thanks always for being here!


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  ⋰ ⋮ ⋱ blessings in life.*´¯`.¸¸.☆ 



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Have a beautiful day!  Don't forget!  

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Monday, 13 April 2026

Small and Wonderful Things . . .

 



"The world is fairly studded and strewn with pennies cast broadside from a generous hand. But who gets excited by a mere penny? It is dire poverty indeed when a man is so malnourished and fatigued that he won't stoop to pick up a penny. But if you cultivate a healthy poverty and simplicity, so that finding a penny will literally make your day, then, since the world is in fact planted with pennies, you have with your poverty bought a lifetime of days. It is that simple. What you see is what you get." ~Anne Dillard 


 A few of the small and wonderful things which bring untold joy into my life. It's the small things in life which truly mean the most. Simple abundance . . . it's the best.


 

We had a weekend of beautiful weather and beautiful skies for the most part. Things are greening up.  Glenna's Daffodils are blooming. It was still a bit chilly, but when the sun shines, it doesn't matter to me. Just grateful for bright skies, singing birds and the evening chorus of peepers.


 

So grateful that they were able to get Eileen's bleeding under control the other day. She's been having her "monthly" (as she calls it) for two weeks now.  I think she may need another course of the meds to really help things sort themselves out. I will talk to her CSS worker and get her to call her doctor, perhaps.


 


Cindy and I took a run up to Pelton's farm on Saturday morning before we went grocery shopping. Not only do they have chicken and eggs, grass fed ground beef and other locally produced organic goods, but they have the most beautiful baked products. I got a loaf of their brown bread, which is so, so, so good. Then on Sunday morning Cindy went back and got us each a loaf of their white bread. Made in small quantities and so fresh.  So delicious. I also picked up a package of their Raspberry Swirl Shortbread cookies and some butter tarts. Cindy got a loaf of their onion bread and we each had a slice of that with our supper last night and it was beautiful too. Their baked goods just fly off their small shelves. Quality and baked in small lots. It doesn't get much better and the prices are not too over the top.

Fresh bread and butter  . . .  its a good thing as Martha would say.


 

Sunday night suppers with the family. Last night Cindy made Swiss Steak.  Eileen was thrilled. She has not had Swiss Steak in a long time. We enjoyed that with mashed potatoes and green beans and then we had strawberry rhubarb pie for dessert. The food was delicious, but the company was even better. I love my family very much. I am so grateful to be included.



 

Sunday morning church. I love going to church on Sundays.  I don't always feel like getting dressed up and going out, but I always end up feeling blessed for doing so. Communing with the Saints, partaking of the sacrament, remembering and honoring the Savior in this special way. It's all good and always gets my week off to the perfect beginning.


 

A sister who is not just family but who is also my best friend on earth. I am so blessed.  We often squabbled when we were teenagers, but we also got long very well despite the squabbles. We had each other's backs. I am so grateful for our close relationship and the love we have for each other. 

I am grateful for my brother also. I may not say it very often, but I am. He is a good, good man, who would do anything for anyone. A kind man.  I also love him very much.

Great siblings. The best gifts my parents ever gave to me.


 

I am grateful for the time I've had to spend with our father since I returned to Canada.  I never thought I would ever see him again, so this has been a great blessing to me. I don't get to do a lot for him as majority of his care falls within my sister's remit, and to be honest I am not fit enough to do a lot, but when I am able to do something for him I am really happy to do it. And to spend time with him when I can. I notice he is getting a bit more confused. I suppose that is natural at his age. Yesterday at supper he was mistaking Eileen for Cindy and Cindy for me, etc. I also love him very much.

I have times when I miss England with all of my heart. I loved living there, but I am so grateful to be here with my family. If I could have both, well, that would be heaven on earth.


 


I wish that I could. My gardening days are long gone now. I have many fond memories of growing things for my family off and on through the years. Corn, peas, beans, peppers, squash, pumpkins, carrots, broccoli, onions, potatoes, etc. I don't know how it works, but for some unknown reason food that you have grown yourself always tastes better. It's hard work, but its worth all of the back breaking labor.

It may be that we will have to go back and do things like they did in WW2. Every yard turned into a garden that produces food for people. There are far worse things.

I am filled with gratitude each and every day of my life and all that I invite into it. Perhaps you truly have to lose it all in order to really appreciate what you have. Faith, family, friends, pets, home, etc. Roses from ashes. Color me blessed.

A thought to carry with you  . . . 

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*If happiness had a smell
it would be the windows 
open after a long winter.
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Chicken & Corn Chowder


Sharing a delicious Chicken & Corn Chowder in the kitchen today. This is something I have been making for my family for eons. Simple, hearty and delicious.

I hope your week ahead is filled to overflowing with small and wonderful things. It's the little things in life which truly matter most.  Whatever your week brings to your table, don't forget!

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Saturday, 11 April 2026

Saturday Nice . . .

 

Speak well of people -- tell kindly things
The neighbors do and how they always try
To make the day a little easier,
Talk about sun and wind and open sky,
Have praise upon your lips like jewels rare;
Talk about peace and eventide and prayer.

Speak well of neighbors, let your voice be raised
In words of comfort for the sore oppressed,
Take time to listen to an old man's yarn;
Greet every morning with a happy zest,
And pass along to others on the way,
The lovely tidings of a brand new day.

Speak well -- for I have heard the old folks say
That words are arrows made with golden tips,
And each will find a target ere the day
Is gathered to its close -- so guard your lips
Lest you might wound a heart already sore,
And give a tired back one burden more.

Speak kindly words, they are such precious things
To brighten up a day and give it wings.
~Edna Jacques, Speak Well
Back Door Neighbors, 1946


I know that this can ofttimes be very difficult to do. There are times . . . and I do have them, when you just have to bite your tongue and hold back the cutting retort or remark that you wish to say. I can say with all honesty however, that there are words which I have spoken in haste that I have regretted passing my lips, but I have never had any regret for anything spoken with kindness. A tiny bit of grace can go a very long way.



 


It was such a beautiful day here yesterday. The sun shone brilliantly all the day through and the sky was a rich and beautiful shade of blue. Nary a cloud in sight. The temperature got up to 16*C/61*F. So very mild. I was able to keep my inner front door open most of the afternoon and into the early evening and we were treated to the first sounds of the peepers for the year.

When the peepers raise their little voices you know that spring has well and truly arrived. They are the little loudmouths that signal springtime.

There is a drainage ditch that runs along the main road that walks past the end of our street and in the Spring it is full of these little male frogs looking for their mates. 

I know that many find the sound annoying, but for me it is a very comforting sound to hear. A rite of passage that follows as the seasons of the year march along. A little gift from God. Can the daffodils be far behind?  I think not.


 


Yesterday the grounds people were out sorting out the damages they had done to our lawns through the winter.  Raking up and returning clumps of grass that they had torn out with the edges of their plows, sprinkling grass seed down onto the bare patches in the corners of the yard where the grass had been peeled away. Hopefully soon someone will be around to spray for ants.  I do have plenty of ant bait ready to put down and I think I will get it down this weekend.

The temperatures are supposed to drop today until about Wednesday, but it will still be fairly mild.

The maple tree in my back garden is full of little red buds, waiting to burst, and I can see clearly that a few more warm days will bring Glenna's forsythia aflame with the golden flowers of spring. It is such a cheerful sight when it is in bloom.


 

Is this not beautiful?


I had not long since dropped Eileen off at her Bible Study yesterday morning when a white car pulled into my drive. I thought to myself, who can this be. They probably have the wrong house, but it ended up being my ex and his wife.  She had been to Walmart and bought Eileen some sports bras. Very pretty ones too. That was very kind of them. And she was very pleasant at the door. She couldn't come in, of course. I have cat insurance. hehe That's what I call it. She is very allergic to cats. Anyways. she was quite chatty on the doorstep and it wasn't unpleasant or uncomfortable. Not for me at any rate.

Cindy said that she would have had a very difficult time being nice.  I said to Cindy, it's not hard to be nice.  It was probably a lot harder for her to be nice to me than it was for me to be nice to her.

When faced with the choice, I would rather take the high road. The view from there is much easier to endure. No regrets or self recrimination. No bitter words to have to chew on . . . 

Anyways, it was very nice of her. She also said that they would be going up to the apartment to see what they could get for Eileen at some point.  Which was also nice.


 


I have often pondered why it is so much easier to be kind to others than it is for us to be kind to ourselves. Kindness is compassion in action. Grace, extended towards others.  But why is it so hard to extend that same compassion and grace towards ourselves. We are more often than not our own worst critics. Why is it easier to offer words of encouragement to friends and so easy to hold ourselves to much higher standards??


In ancient times, self-criticism helped humans to survive.  It kept them alert to threats and mistakes, but in modern times this instinct can just turn into an inner voice that is far too harsh. We think that if we are tough on ourselves it will make us better people.  Truthfully however, research has shown that self-compassion is really what helps us to grow and stay motivated.

No one is perfect and failure is part of the process of being human. When we know better we do better. A it of self-compassion can help us to acknowledge our mistakes, learn from them and move forward. Its not about making excuses . . . its about allowing ourselves the grace to be human.

I have been trying really hard to speak kinder to myself this year and to not be so self-deprecating. To value myself more. It is not conceit to value yourself as much as you do others. That inner voice you talk to yourself with?  Its probably just as important or even more so than the voice you use to talk to others with.


 

I picked up Eileen a few craft kits at Dollarama yesterday.  A kit to make friendship bracelets with and another one for some diamond art sun catchers.  I couldn't find any real diamond art kits.  She likes to do diamond art and is actually working on a really pretty one at the moment. It is helpful for her to keep busy and distracted from thinking too much about what is going on. 

She has been getting great sleep nights using that machine of hers. It is not noisy in the least. I still am not sure that I could sleep wearing a mask over my face like that, but I am a tummy sleeper. She is a back sleeper so it is probably not as difficult for her.

Yesterday I made us Turkey burgers for our supper. She really enjoyed them. They also had those Taylor's Farms salad bags on offer at Sobey's for only $3.99. You could not buy all of the ingredients to put one together for that cost so I had picked up a really nice one that had apple pieces in it, spring mix and a lovely balsamic dressing. It went really well with the turkey burgers. I told her that turkey burgers are probably a bit more healthy than beef burgers. Turkey is one of the superfoods.  She did have some potato chips with hers. I had been going to do some frozen chips in the air fryer, but then I just thought potato chips would also work well. I didn't have any of them myself. Just the burger and some salad. It was a nice supper.

I got her some socks at Walmart as well. Hello Kitty socks and Strawberry Shortcake. Just the ankle ones. I figure I could get her some small thing like that each week. When she came to stay with me, most of what she had was rags. Seriously. I have been working at replacing much of it.

She was feeling much better yesterday than the day before. The bleeding has slowed down a lot, thank goodness. Menopause. When was it ever fun?


 

Now there is a sweet and happy photograph. I love to watch ducks and geese with their young.  When we were living in Brenchley there was a large duck pond in a nearby village next to the village green. They actually had a sign on the road for a duck and ducklings crossing as they often strolled across the road to visit the old post office. It was so fun to watch them.  This time of year the pond was surrounded with the bobbing yellow heads of daffodils. It was a very pretty place to go for a walk.


I am so blessed to have lived in such pretty areas. I really am. Life has been very good to me.


I best get off here now. I am going out with Cindy this morning. We are going to go to the Super Store and then up to Peltons. They should have some fresh bread in today. Eileen wants to stay home and have a pajama day.  Everyone needs a good pajama day every now and then!

A thought to carry with you . . . 

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*A good friend is a connection to life,
a tie to the past, a road to the future,
the key to sanity in a totally sane world.
~Lois Wyse


Gingerbread Cake for One


In The English Kitchen today, Gingerbread Cake for One.  This delicious little cake cooks quickly and easily in the microwave. You can be enjoying this in less than five minutes which included the putting it together time. 


I hope you have a beautiful Saturday, and weekend. May it be filled with light and with love.  Don't forget!

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