Faded

 

“Nine o clock… Dad comes home today!”
As he waited, he listened to the sound of thunder and watched as the raindrops landed and then  joined together in a trail that raced to the bottom of the window pane.  A year is a long time to wait!

All fear faded away when he saw his Dad, dressed in army green, spotted with the weather, open the front gate and smile as he ascended the stairs.

Hitched

Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de-dee,
The Fly has married the Bumble Bee,
Says the fly, says he,
“Will you marry me?
And live with me, sweet Bumble Bee?”
Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de-dee,
Oh, I love you, and you love me!

Away they go

My postcards arrived. I’m very pleased with the job GotPrint did on them.

While waiting… I’ve been updating my mailing list, so… batta boom, batta bing…. they are out the door and headed to their prospective clients.

As always, they were mailed with the usual good luck mojo send off dance at the post office and a fond farewell to these postcards….. wadda ya mean …”it’s not usual?” ;)

Anyway, goodbye postcards. I’ll keep my fingers and toes crossed… and that’s one to check off the list of goals!

 

Cheerio!

Roberta