Valentine House

Last week we had a snow day. Perfect for decorating.



First Communion tulips under there... somewhere...



While they're outside, I'm in there... that's my kitchen.  What to come in for a cup of tea?  I'm serving Valentine these days.



Anna looks little here, so I love it. Is it her mittens or her round cheeks?  They had made little 'shelters' for the birds. Sweet.



Cold outside, cozy inside.















See that top shelf? Sorry it's dark but I just noticed. There's a picture of my Dad and I. We had just crossed the finish line of a MARATHON. Yup! 26.2 miles without stopping. My Dad was 62. I was 30 and Scott had to drive me to a walk in clinic right after that picture was taken. My Dad was perfectly fine.





A new artist I love. Her prints I adore.



Heart lights in the snow







The snow outside... just because it's beautiful. I love Connecticut. I do!







My Dad painted that... love.





Kitchen love.

























I think that's it... but to be honest I kind of lost track as I was taking pictures. My mind has been well, foggy lately. My Dad. He's the last thought as I fall asleep and the first thought when I wake up.