Pie and Wine
I decided to celebrate the holiday with a little pie and wine. By the end of summer we all get a little tired of burgers and beer picnics.
It's Lonely Up Here
I had enough for 2, but no one came. I hoped a friend might wander by and join me, but I guess not everyone can climb the flower pot as easily as I can.
So I went inside and got my picnic quilt. And I got a few more treats. I'm hoping somebody will come.
My mom gave me this tiny bear over 25 years ago... because I like small things.