I found this photo when going through bunches of snaps with my gran'mama back in November, and I begged her to let me keep it. I remember this moment well, and it's so nice to have a window back into it now.
On this birthday weekend, I'm planning on continuing my kitten cradling (or wrangling, as it often is 'round these parts), some cozy-times and gallivanting with my fella (if I can keep him from abandoning ship for the weekend on this 24-hour Moby Dick extravaganza) and hopefully seeing and talking to a good smattering of folks I adore.
Even though not every year of the 28 I've accumulated has been easy, or particularly nice, there are so many golden spots and so much love that I'm grateful for them all.
I still have to figure out what sort of cake I'll be blowing candles out on - probably classic vanilla frosting on chocolate cake - and in the meantime, happy weekend to you!