Working around Flint Ridge this week, the buttercups were everywhere, so the grands and I decided to pick a bouquet. As I was walking around with the children, I was
January seems like the longest month and is still lingering on. I know it is supposed to be the month where we “start over” with our new resolutions and promises
Christmas has come and gone and now we are approaching the new year. So much has happened over the last 12 months and all have blessed me beyond measure.