I've had blog posts lining up in my head all month about today. Well, I'm going a different route from all the waxing nostalgic or philosophical. Every year, I feel I should have snow on my birthday. The past several years have yielded none. This morning, a fresh sparkling blanket awaited me. A good omen, I believe.
40 feels like a milestone. I mean it in a good way.
This photo is from this morning. Yeah, I get up early.
7 comments:
I get up early too. Happy birthday! I'm glad you got your snow!
Wishing you the most lovely of lovely years my friend! It is the perfect dusting of snow out there today-
hap-hap-happy birthday to you!
Bonne Fête ma chère!
Here, there is snow up to our knees (at least). You could say that shovelling is one of our national sports.
40 was one of the best things that happened to me, so, enjoy!
Gros câlins,
Dominique xx
Happy, happy birthday my dear friend. You rock 40!
Oh, yes, Ani, 40 is pure joy. I have been thrilled with what I've found out at this stage of my life. Wishing you all best for wonders that coming to you.
(oh, and Merry Christmas too!)
cheers!
Cathy
happy belated birthday!! <3
OH! happy happy happy birthday to you, ani! 40 is indeed an accomplishment. wishing you 40 more. and 40 more after that. xo.
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