On their last morning, the LiveWires made Croissants au Chocolat for everyone’s breakfasts.
This is the prettiest of all my lovely birthday cards, all made in ribbon and embroidery.
The fog hasn’t cleared all day and I was reminded of this charming little poem.
Fog by Carl Sandburg
The fog comeson little cat feet.It sits lookingover harbor and cityon silent haunchesand then moves on.