early -
very early,
as I lay dozing in my warm bed, wondering why my husband was up earlier that usual and ... (what ??? did I just hear the outside door????) - I heard the pitter, pitter, patter of not so tiny feet on my roof top! I promptly jumped out of my bed to see what was the matter!
I admit I did not move to any sash (either of door or window) in a flash, but I was certainly there at the door for re-entry. Thank goodness it has been raining all week and most of the roof is bare, but at that time of the morning I was extremely relieved to hear footsteps on the gravel drive and see him when I looked out the front door as he rounded the corner . I don't know what I thought I might see from under the porch in my nightie - maybe his broken body on the ground? It was frosty - he says the ice was only in a few places!
Hubby knows I love the lights.
He went up top
and replaced that green light bulb that was burned out!
and replaced that green light bulb that was burned out!
Now that is a SHINING gift! don't you think?
I do!
I tried to take a picture to show you but I am kind of wiggly jiggly today. Here is that version.
I hope he knows I love him too.
More than colored lights.
More than colored lights.
And not just because he climbed up on a frosty roof and changed a light bulb (don't surprise me - I hate surprises) or that he went out and took the picture for me - without knowing or asking why!
He is a talented person with unique insights. I really enjoy the things he shares - like this picture ...
The house lights are reflecting on the top of the car. He likes photography and gets some pretty cool shots at times.
He is a light in my life -
right up near the peak.
