I particularly like weekends when they involve connection; and that is what I got. A visit from my old pal, Rosa.Not that she is old. I only mean that we go back to the days when our firstborns were only weeks old- fourteen years ago now. I fell hard for Rosa when she brought her chubby bunny baby to church, then passed me wine gums to munch on during the dull parts. She made great apple pie and lived in a creatively wonderful apartment that instantly filled me with joy and inspiration. Rose never ceases to inspire me. She has a great eye for fabrics and all sorts of creativity.
Sorry about the annoying way these photos uploaded. In order to get them moving around instead of just this column straight up the center, I'd have to reload the whole lot. So, we'll just go with looking at them one at a time in a very accountant like format.This is where Sam's pants meet up with Becky's dress. And maybe one day soon, you can stash your keys and lozanges in these pockets.
You can bid on today's bag until 8 pm, cst. I also appreciate comments; even chocolate is nice; but tougher to deliver in this forum.