Day 2: Hands in morning prayer. Lots of things call me away from listening.
Day 3: Little piggies after a workout at the gym.
Day 4: Let’s hear it for the ears.
Day 5: This is hard. I doubt I can do this for a whole month.
Day 6: Getting ready for niece’s baby shower.
Days 7 and 8. It’s tough to find or take pictures I really like. Even harder to keep looking at myself with a photographer’s eye. I prefer being behind the lens to in it.
Day 9: My favorite two wrinkles. Really. These are my deepest wrinkles and they are formed by a wide-open eyes saying, “Ooooo! How delightful.” I wonder how may women have a favorite wrinkle.
Day 12: This picture came up on my screen-saver this morning, and made me smile:
Day 13: I love playing the flute
Day 13: Here I am with one day one Canaan. Canaan makes an even dozen grandchildren. Now that’s beautiful. (I’m happy with the way I look, too.)
Day 14: I know I’m 10 days behind, but sometimes I just have to goof off.
Okay, this one takes all the guts and courage I can muster. G-Money says it’s his favorite asset, next to my brain that is. (Smart man to add the caveat.)
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