The 13th of Month

The 13th of the month is always celebrated at the pumpkin cottage.  It all started with my oldest sister's, Mericia, devotion to Our Lady of Fatima but it continued with celebrating our first date on, yes, a Friday the 13th and has continued.  For us it is about celebrating the every day.


Yesterday we visited Country Roads in Orange because I left my textbook at the office.  Everything always works out.

This little playhouse brings tears to my eyes because my kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Henage, gave me a very similar one at the end of the school year.  I think she must have been retiring and knew that I would treasure her gift. All these years later, I remember the kindness of a special teacher that encouraged a shy non-English speaking little girl.  She influenced my love of learning in ways that I am going beginning to understand. 

This lovely Madonna.   I wish I had brought her home with me but, alas, there is a budget after all.  I did bring home a sweet pea to commemorate Valentimes Day. There were countless other treasures but you have to visit yourself.

And finally lunch at Bruxie  Even better than you can imagine. 

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