Rylee has found that if he sits in the doorway of my office he can see the treetops in the bottom of the yard. He can see the squirrels and the birds in the trees. When he spots a squirrel he will race downstairs to the kitchen jump up on the bench in the kitchen window and loudly yell "Get out" to them. I can only guess that is what he is saying because I doubt he's saying come play with me. I amazes me that his eyesight is that great when he can't see where the ball is in the yard  after I've thrown it so I get to trudge through the snow to show him. Happy Thursday.

Frosty days and ice-still nights,
Fir trees trimmed with tiny lights,
Sound of sleigh bells in the snow,
That was Christmas long ago.
Tykes on sleds and shouts of glee,
Icy-window filigree,
Sugarplums and candle glow,
Part of Christmas long ago.
Footsteps stealthy on the stair,
Sweet-voiced carols in the air,
Stocking hanging in a row,
Tell of Christmas long ago.
Starry nights so still and blue,
Good friends calling out to you,
Life, so fact, will always slow…
For dreams of Christmas long ago.
I hope everyone has a good day XX

Hare xx

Keebler watered the Birthday Plant, and spotted a Festive Field Mouse feeding on the Wild Berries!