Day Two Hundred Thirty Nine 2012

The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.
~Carl Sandburg
There it is--a tiny white spot in the evening sky even though it is nearly 80% full.

Day Sixty Six 2011

Grandson Elijah spent the day with me. He usually stays with his other granny on Mondays, but she wasn't feeling well today. Elijah is still a bit under the weather himself, but he wanted to go to ChickFil-a for lunch, probably because of the playground. He found a playmate to hang with, this cute little red-haired girl (Charlie Brown would have been envious), who is apparently one of his classmates at school. They had a great time together, laughing and racing around and playing hide and seek. Every time I tried to get close enough to take a picture of them with my cell phone camera, they would spot me, stop what they were doing, and get all shy. I think she's pointing to me in this picture as if she's telling Elijah, Don't look now, but your stalker grandmother is taking our picture again. I couldn't resist. Too cute. And one of the highlights of my Monday.