We have a small window in our bathroom that overlooks the field beside us. The first five years this was a mowed field that had a small barn and for a while, horses. Eight years ago this section of the farm was sold to the county for an elementary and middle school. While we've not enjoyed the coyote, snakes and mice that come with an overgrown field, I have enjoyed watching the rabbits and deer and the small trees. This year the trees were big enough to change colors. We had a very late fall here, and the trees didn't change colors until first-mid December. I don't think these pictures do it justice. I'll miss this view next fall.
Saturday we had a baby shower for Bobby's niece. As I was making the mints, Bobby asked what else was on the menu. After I recited off the litany of items, he responded with "No peanut butter?! This shower is for Hannah! What's she going to eat?" (Hannah has had stomach problems over the years and has been unable to tolerate many foods, but peanut butter has been her staple.) Despite my assurances that she would enjoy the foods we were having, he was adamant that I needed to make peanut butter & jelly sandwiches for the shower. Even though I protested that NOBODY took that to a shower, he persisted, and informed me I could make them dainty with my little cutter. And so I did. To my surprise all but 3 were eaten. Who'd a thunk it?
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