Bev was beautified and ready to go when I remembered to get the camera out and take a picture. I got a close-up of her that I love; bet she won’t let me post it here. We shall see. She’s gone to pick up her mom and drive to the family do, and you’re stuck with pictures of me instead.
What a treat to have some company out on the step. Bev likes to sit in the chair that’s in the sun by mid-morning, and I prefer the shady spot. Poy-fect!
Joan, you’ll recognize these pants, the ones you didn’t remember giving me. Super-comfy.