Saturday, January 26, 2008

a gang, candles, feet up

A gang of people over to eat a special birthday cake.

Not caring how old I am when I blow out the candles.

Ready to put my feet up and remembering the clever things people have said, seeing the growth of the children marked on the wall and knowing everyone enjoyed themselves.

1 comment:

Tyr said...

As I read your entries, I feel I am there in Colorado with you. I enjoy reading about your appreciation for nature and your everyday takes on things. You taught me how to enjoy the little details. I should do that more often. I hope you had a good birthday, Mom. Thanks for everything.