Today was that yearly shocking day when winter truly hits. We dithered away some time playing inside because I'm a wimp at heart and didn't feel like going out in the snow. Instead, I first took some photos of Shyla with a quilt made by a wonderful friend of ours back when K died.
Then, while we were feeling happy, I took a photo of Shyla in what I've come to think of as "her hat". It was mine but Shyla looks much better in it than I do! And, she doesn't mind wearing hats anymore. When I add up all the small fears that have vanished, it's astonishing to realize how much Shyla has changed since I met her.