This is what happened Monday morning – and all day Monday.
Now, it’s under 20 degrees outside at 6 p.m., meaning we have left the long beautiful lingering fall of 2010 and begun the winter.
It was bound to happen, so no complaints.
But I will miss the golden fall – the mildest fall on record in Montana.
This beautiful little girl has been with us almost a year now.
She’s not so small.
But we still call her “Little.”
She still is little.
And stubborn as all get out.
I haven’t taken many photos lately, which accounts for my lack of blogging.
But I’ve had an up-tick in my crafting, and may have something to share in the next few days.
I miss my days as a stay-at-home, because if I was at home I’d have more photos and more crafts to share.
But I have a good job, and I love it.
It’s just that some days I wish I could stay home and do home things.