It's real cold in Iowa. But we don't have snow and ice (currently) so I'm embracing that truth with these pictures.
And here's something useful to do inside on a cold winter day...er, season.
Since perception is 9/10's of communication (79% of statistics are made up on the spot) here's a good old laugh. The milky one makes the most sense to me, but I did breastfeed two babies back in the day.
Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.