Millie and I are back to walking, but we aren't counting yet. Maybe we never will. But, if we were I think it might be four or five.
"A place for everything, and everything in its place," must have been one of my mother's best quotes for I heard it often enough through the years. Now, it is one of my own.
We have been cleaning and organizing closets. There are so many books, many of them gifts from the kids. I sat for a bit and turned through the pages of one of my favorites, Beatrix Potter A Journal. Our granddaughter gave me this one. (But, don't think for one moment that these are the only books in this house; no, not nearly.)
How wonderful this page is - surely makes me anxious for warmer days ahead.
I am amending this post, adding a few more pics from the closet.