.::banana nut bread::.
So, I went to my friend April's house last night for dinner and a house-sitting orientation. When I walked into her house, I picked up on one of those cozy grandma's cottage in the woods kind of aromas...dude! She made me banana nut bread. By the time I got home with it, the bread was still warm and I immediately scarfffed down several slices. Fall has arrived.
The night before last, April and Beth dyed my hair...let me try to describe the color to you.
If you could walk outside and sit underneath a Japanese Maple with the sun directly overhead...that is the color of my hair. I have resisted cutting it for quite some time, but I simply could not deal with having it be just plain brown. It feels good to be a redhead again.
I'm definitely going to Nashville on Sunday. I am so excited. I need to be sure and take my camera and journal so I can record everything that happens and my ideas and thoughts.
I hope that wherever you are that someone has made you pumpkin bread and that you are sitting by a warm fire reading a book with a cat in your lap.
So, I went to my friend April's house last night for dinner and a house-sitting orientation. When I walked into her house, I picked up on one of those cozy grandma's cottage in the woods kind of aromas...dude! She made me banana nut bread. By the time I got home with it, the bread was still warm and I immediately scarfffed down several slices. Fall has arrived.
The night before last, April and Beth dyed my hair...let me try to describe the color to you.
If you could walk outside and sit underneath a Japanese Maple with the sun directly overhead...that is the color of my hair. I have resisted cutting it for quite some time, but I simply could not deal with having it be just plain brown. It feels good to be a redhead again.
I'm definitely going to Nashville on Sunday. I am so excited. I need to be sure and take my camera and journal so I can record everything that happens and my ideas and thoughts.
I hope that wherever you are that someone has made you pumpkin bread and that you are sitting by a warm fire reading a book with a cat in your lap.



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