Turning 58

 

This is what was waiting for me when I returned from NY.
I turned 58, oh my goodness!


 

My sons Jon and Mike got me the sweetest cards and gift cards and licorice.
 I'd rather have black licorice than chocolate!
The hugs I got, now that was the best!
These guys... we are closerthanthis!
Thank you my sons my sons! 

 

My pal Jean, too generous and thoughtful any day of the week.
Look at these fun spools of twine.  I had to ask her where she got them...I knew people would ask...gardeners.com.

 

This oh so cool wind chime. I'll find a better place to hang it.
 Thank you Jean, for the gift of you in my life everyday! 
Love you!


The Sisters on this post it are wearing the habit of the Sisters of the Holy Family,
 the order that taught me in grade school.

There are only two people who call me Penka, (my Polish name my Buscia used to call me) my brother Tony and my dear friend Kathy.  I have a story about Kathy and Poland that I need to share one day, but look at this bowl.  I've always admired this Polish pottery.

Thank you Kath, you are so special.  You keep me young by calling me my childhood nick name,
and I love you for it.


 

Jane my friend.  Thank you so much for this pretty stepping stone.
Another one of my friends that is always there for me. Love you pal!

 

From the land of falling snow, my bosom buddy Lynne.  We met through our blogs, but she is my friend, just as sweet and kind as you can imagine.  Valentine sweets and these air dry clay hearts.

 Love to you too Lynne!

I love that cards from the dearest people in my life fill the mantle.

I almost forgot, a sweet Valentine from Charlotte. Love you sweetie!

Then my answering machine was full of greetings...brothers, my niece, dear friends...

An embarrassment of riches, an overflowing of the heart. Thank you all for making my life so sweet.
If this is 58, bring on 59, 60, 61...




Thanks for visiting my dear friends.  Enjoy this beautiful day!