Stella's birthday went off without a hitch. We had a blast celebrating her special day. And even though all went as planned, there were several funny (and embarrassing) happenings throughout the day.
And I'll save those for another day.
Until then, I leave you with this picture. When I looked at this, all I could think of was an excerpt from a book I read them often.
In the green of the grass...in the smell of the sea...in the clouds floating by...at the top of the tree...in the sound crickets make at the end of the day...
"You are loved. You are loved. You are loved," they all say.
-Wherever You Are my love will find you, Nancy Tillman.