September

As I sit on my back porch and look at the view occasionally I'm joined by fun little animals. Bunnies, fox, squirrels, lots of birds, and... big beautiful butterflies.

 

I'm branching out with my homemade pizza skills. Always looking for something different, this BBQ chicken pizza (I was hoping the BBQ would tempt Don over to the new and different side of food) was rather good.  

A favorite of mine has become this zucchini pizza, much thanks to Mel's Kitchen Cafe. And yes, it's half eaten. So good. 

School's been somewhat hard. Midday I usually see something like this, especially if I ask her to do something. 

Sometimes I even get notes, directed at me, like this:

And so, as much as we can, we do things like this:

A friend down the road gave us a big bag of hand-me-downs. Rebekah fell in love with this skirt.

We are growing in so many ways. This has become a new part of our daily routine.

I recently went 100 days without treats. Looking back I'm not sure I would suggest that to anyone during a pandemic. But I survived. And my family survived. And then we went to Goods. They have a blackberry chocolate chip ice cream that I dream about. Rebekah wasn't with us so I got her something called Blue Moon which I must admit I don't understand, but she's 8. Also, this is their "one scoop." I may have made a scene.... I blame the extreme lack of sugar. Turns out they have a "kids" size that's more portion friendly. 

I love my across the street neighbor. She lives in New Hampshire most of the time so when she comes back we let her know how much she was missed. 

I do not like garage sales and have proudly never purchased anything from one, until now. These were a dollar each. Years ago I purchased a suitcase for us to travel with but it turned out way too big. Every time we go to the airport we are right on or just over the pound limit. It's actually quite stressful for me. These were in great condition. I even like the pattern. 

More time was spent over FaceTime with my mom's dog. I've started talking with him. 

Or should I say barking with him. Again, I blame quarantine and lack of sugar. But then Rebekah takes the phone, sings the song, and the dog gets a treat. So all is good. 

This is where Don's dad and other family members are buried. It will be nice for him to be located close to the cemetery again. 

I saw this Christmas tree decoration and laughed a little but then thought about how I'm not sure I want to be reminded.

Rebekah picked me this flower out of her wildflower patch. Those little seeds are the best wedding favor ever! They are still blooming strong. 

Rebekah had me do her art special with her. This one introduced vanishing points. Apparently my art work was fridge worthy.