Monday, January 18, 2016

The Unbearable Beauty Of Hands. Plus, Animal Report

Look who else went to the basketball game last night. 

Would you look at the hands in that picture? Oh my goodness.

Well, it's a beautiful chilly morning in Lloyd. I am waiting on word from Lily who is waiting on word from the Orthopedic clinic about when to bring Owen in. I will be going to help with children.

Maurice spent all night in bed with us, snuggling with first one, then the other. I think she is worried that we might leave again. I have not seen Jack since we've been back. Our neighbor who fed the animals said he saw him yesterday. Perhaps the man cat is pissed off.
Oh well.
The chickens are all lovely and have no idea we left. One of the old gals laid me another green egg. I have no idea why they have suddenly gone back into the laying biz.

Back to real life and glad to be.

Love...Ms. Moon

P.S. Just got this from Lily.

Can't wait to get my gnarly old hands on those three. Gibson, Owen, and as Lily is calling her, "Princess Angel."


  1. That picture is beyond perfect. August looks like he belongs there in Mr. Moon's arms.

    Jack. Ungrateful beast! He will be back after he feels he has taught you a lesson about leaving the property for more than a few hours without your permission. Once Norbert ran away (escaped) and was gone for almost 2 weeks when I went away for 2 nights. Don't tell me that it wasn't to teach me about priorities.

  2. Ms. Peace, Thyme- Most definitely.

    Birdie- He showed up this morning for a quick breakfast. I seriously think he might have another home.

    Jo- Back at you!

    Ms. Vesuvius- I have ALL the babies!

    Joanne- Kids. Babies. Babies and kids. Pretty much our life now.

  3. What a beautiful family!!! You have it made in the shade, Mrs. Moon. So much love!


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