Sunday, September 07, 2008

when the clock strikes 12


As I walked in to visit a neighbor, I asked her about the "cinderella shoes" near the front door entry. Perplexed, she asked what I meant and, when I pointed them out to her, Lyn laughed. "Looks like my daughter came over last night . . ." Came and went, leaving only this picturesque trace.

2 comments:

Vanessa said...

Great pic!

chefdruck said...

Great pic!