Last evening, we had the honor of taking our neighbor and friend, Lew out to celebrate his birthday. He is our favorite Octogenarian. Debbie, Lew’s daughter came with us and we had dinner at our favorite Italian restaurant. What is it about being with dear friends that make an evening so special?

Birthdays are the best, aren’t they? No matter how old we are.

When we came home, Larry and I found a box on the front porch. The “Wells Fargo” wagon must have come when we were at dinner.

The box was from Atlanta and of course I opened it right away.

This gift was from a friend whom is dear to my heart. She is wise, kind, generous and always supportive. Do you have a friend, who is so wonderful, that there are no words? Karen is one of my friends who fits this description. Thank you Karen…this will be enjoyed for a very long time.

Larry is working in my work room today. Some things are happening in our lives and he is including me along the way….I will share later.

Have a beautiful day.

Love you beyond the moon.

Me