This is the first thing I see every morning when I wake up, the view from the window.
Jack Frost has been painting the windows.
He's been working overtime.
This was hanging from the ceiling in a little mall we ventured into. Or to be more grammatically correct, into which we ventured;)
My sweetie has been missing me:) He's gone so far as to get crafty and do mail art! He's been making these little wooden postcards and sending them to me. I think these have proven confusing to a couple of the hands they've passed through. The one with the 3 hearts arrived in one of those envelopes that say, "we're sorry we damaged your item". There was no damage to it. I think that the postal carrier just didn't know what to do with a piece of wood with a stamp on it, so he/she put it in an envelope to make more sense of it. It took these forever to get to me. The first and third ones that he sent are still floating around out there someplace; I sure do hope they show up one day soon!