The foliage of my trees actually has a little more color this year, for some weird reason. Who knows? My two young Chinese Pistachios are sporting orange and red for the first year, bragging about how big they are. Very pretty. The Silver Maples are a vibrant yellow and everything else is the usual brown or dingy yellow.
We slept over in the lodge there, with the windows open and the cool, delicious breath of the forest sweeping through the rooms. I never slept better, I'm telling you; no allergies, no back-ache, no feet hurting. It was magical. We woke up early, early and crept out so we could fly back down the road to Edmond and baby T's baptism at St. John's.
Thatchie's whole village was there, as they should be. This first pic is of T and Mags, while we were waiting for the priest to show. This kid is angelic.
By this time, Thatcher was done with pictures and was fascinated by his godfather's bow tie, for some reason. Bow-ties are cool.
(Oh, in other big news, baby Alice is walking like a pro now, just cruising around the house. She is so funny and friendly! Her daddy also walked that early, so it didn't surprise me. She is an adorable, sharp-as-a-tack little girl, and she and T are best buddies; both smiling big happy smiles whenever they get to play together for awhile.)
Let's see....what else? Oh. This week I had my first cataract surgery. It went well and now I'm just putting drops in my eyes all the time and it is a little bit strange because, since the other eye isn't fixed yet, they don't really work together too well. I can read and write, so I'm not too worried about it.
I've been doing a little bit of clean up in the yard, here and there, to the accompaniment of all the different types of bells and chimes and the songs of the tiny winter birds.
There is a rumor that the Cub Scout popcorn orders came in. I can't wait to get back to the City to pick up mine. Soon it will be time for the G.S. cookies. (thin mints!!)