This morning I woke up to the delicious smell of coffee brewing
and the sound of Mr. Flea strumming his guitar.
I love that.
When I walked into the kitchen
the sun was streaming through the window
and lit up my little silver tree...it was positively glowing.
This tiny tree is for the littlest angels.
I'm not really done with it....
just keep adding shiny bits as I find them about the house.
This beautiful blue beaded butterfly
flew all the way here to me from Italy...
It is one of a pair that my dear friend Walter sent me.
You may remember, that Walter and I met through blogging
and a year ago when we visited Venice...
...he met us and took us to the flea market at la Corte dei Miracoli.
This October, at that very same flea market,
Walter purchased these lovely butterflies just for me.
He knew how much I love blue...
...what he didn't know is
that ever since my Mom's passing...
whenever I see a butterfly I think of her.
I think of all that she taught me
and how much she loved and supported me.
So, thank you Walter!
And thanks to all my other blogger friends
for your support and friendship this year!