In my absence from blogging and work overload the last few weeks, I took a few fun breaks. We helped give a crawfish cookout with 50 pounds of fresh crawfish. Yes, I meant to type 50 pounds. Needless to say, we took home a whole pot of leftovers. Husband ate them on the deck the following day; Khan was eerily interested in the whole process:
That's a look of desirous contemplation if I ever saw one! He took no notice whatsoever of the camera in his face.
In other news, my thumbelina zinnias have done well this year. I still need to figure out how to keep them pretty for longer. I keep planting them because I just love the name: thumbelina zinnias. Any suggestions on keeping zinnias pretty all summer?
"It's magic," said Mary, but not black. It's as white as snow."
Of course, the "Magic" they are speaking of is simply and profoundly LIFE; and nestled as the nucleus of those terms Magic and Life is, in my opinon, the Holy spirit of YHWH.