Monday, May 12, 2014

Packing, Mess, Cleo, Beauty and Love

My Aunt H. gave me this paper box when I was a kid.
I saved it and many of the papers.
They are all used now;
Mr. Husband wrote me many notes and cute poems.
They make me feel really loved.
I put them all back in the box today so they can be packed.

We have boxes to be boxed,
boxes packed, 
boxes everywhere...

Cell phone shots of things at home depot.

Closet doors I wish to have.

New icons up at church on our iconostasis.

Cleo apparently wants to be packed too :)
She's currently happily ensconced in this box,
in the sunshine, 
That's one way to not look at the mess of boxes... :)