I hosted a brunch at my house on Monday for a group of about 30 women who volunteer with a club I'm a member of.
Side note-I always thought "never end a sentence with a preposition" was a hard and fast rule of grammar, but I just checked and it's not. You're welcome.
Now back to my brunch....several women contributed food, and I made punch and provided the coffee along with a sinful sour cream coffee cake and a loaf of banana bread topped with a lime glaze. I'd also gotten up extra-extra early to make mini caprese skewers, about 40 of them. These-
Which are still in my frig, because I forgot to put them out at the brunch. Bother.
Actually this is what's left after I doled them out to the hubs with his dinner every night this week. He noticed last night that the toothpick dye is making the mozzarella 'colorful', so I have to toss what's left. I really hate it when I do stuff like this, which sadly is kinda often.
How 'bout something happy?
We've seen lots of baby deer in recent weeks. It's hard to get a photo, because when they hear me open the front door they stroll on outta here. And also because it's me attempting the picture.
He's there, but you have to look hard to see him amidst the camouflage of my shrubs. Hummingbirds are amazing little creatures, aren't they? We love to sip our coffee on the patio in the early morning hours, and be entertained by the hummingbirds that frequent our feeder. Hubs makes fun of how many pictures I've snapped of these little birds, but they're fascinating.
There is someone in our house who has no interest in the hummingbirds, even when they are furiously flapping their wings right above her head. She prefers to stick her nose in here-
My pup is obsessed with catching bees, and bees love my hydrangeas.
I love my hydrangeas too.
In other pretty news...there is a ginormous field of sunflowers blooming nearby, and when Daughter1 was home a couple of weekends ago we stopped for a look-see...
It was a little bit too close to sunset to make the light work, plus I only had my iPhone with me, plus I have yet to master the art of snapping a quick photo with my phone, but still...you get the idea, right?
See that speck in the middle? That's my extra petite girl trying to snap a picture just like me. Well, not just like me, because when it comes to picture-taking she's got skilz her mama is lacking.
When our girls are home, they always catch us up on Internet funnies. With football season gearing up, I thought I'd end this list with one of our new favorites -
Was that thirteen things?
Somehow it feels more like thirty.
May your Labor Day weekend be light on labor and long on R & R!
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