A warm, windy day, we walked to the beach.
The girls run toward the waves and splash in the sand like life is a brand new joy.
To them it is, every day.
I hear in Denver there was a snowstorm.
I'm glad I missed it.
Snow or sun, life is beautiful.
I hope wherever you are, life is merry and bright.
Merry Christmas, baby.
Life is beautiful, isn't it. Thanks for sharing little beautiful bits of yours. I love your writing.ReplyDelete
All my teammates in Denver stayed home warm in their flannel jammies.ReplyDelete