portraits of the alphabet.
H is for Hair.
Look at her whippin’ that hair back ‘n’ forth.
G is for glam.
This is Lindsay. She is gorgeous and glam…
But more importantly, she is a “girl after God’s own heart.”
F is for Fuzzy.
Have you ever felt a horse’s nose? It’s so fuzzy you could die.
E is for empty.
An empty coffee cup. An empty flowerbed. An empty nest.
A bright eyed early morning riser. A promise of spring. A sky full of birds.
D is for “don’t litter!”
Just don’t, y’all hear?
C is for clean.
C is for CHRISTMAS LIGHTS!
Christmas is kind of over, but I couldn’t help myself!
- - Meredith
B is for berries.
These berries added a pop of color to a neutral winter forest.
This is my cousin Trent. Christmas is always a zillion times better when there is a baby present. Fact.
The A in JAZZ.
A jazz and blues club I found down an alley in Georgetown, Wash. D.C. I guess Alex Bugnon was singing that night. Whoever he his.
Check out that A. It’s poppin’.