It’s been a lovely weekend in these parts, and I’ve enjoyed being outside. Yesterday after a solid 12 hours (yes!!!) of sleep, we had a late breakfast and headed to my home away from home (Thomasville, Georgia) for the 95th Rose Festival. The weather was perfect, especially in the shade, and we took our time walking through the car show, stopping in some downtown shops (I couldn’t resist a stop at my favorite yarn shop to pick up some skeins on sale), perusing the prize-winning roses, wandering through the arts and crafts at Paradise Park, and having a delicious meal at Jonah’s.

Then, today (Sunday), I re-read a blog post I wrote 3 years ago to the day and was reminded once again of my Father’s love for me. After church (a sweet time of worship and fellowship), Paul and I had lunch at a new (to me) restaurant. The day was so nice that he suggested we walk a little before returning to the car, so we ended up strolling through some old neighborhoods. I love to do that. You see so much more than you notice when you drive by, and I’m always surprised by little discoveries. Today it was a cute little garden shop, and flowers popping up beside the sidewalks:

Now it’s time to read a little and rest before putting supper together and taking another walk.

Oh, and Paul has informed me that in honor of my birthday later this week, Anne Week has kicked off today. 🙂

Happy Sunday y’all!