Anna's Retired

AKA THE NUTSHELL, VOLUME 3. After my Mom suddenly died 55 yrs young, I journalled every morning over coffee. When I filled a complete notebook,it represented my life in a Nutshell, which felt "Nuts" at the time. Writing is an armor against what is bothering you, a "shell" of sorts. So I enteratined myself by flipping that journal over and writing "the Nutshell" on the front...I found it so clever I named the second notebook I filled "The Nutshell, Volume 2". Sometimes you feel like a Nut...

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Ellen's "Aunt Becky"



Thanks for coming to visit us "Aunt Becky"!!! We played outside and went for walk in the wagon and in general just had a lovely afternoon of girl time.


THe best part was when Ellen would scooch as close as she could to Becky while they were sitting together on the deck. I thought Becky was going to cry!!!

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