Calendar art

Standing in my kitchen, drinking a cup of hot cocoa, I contemplated the Audubon calendar on my refrigerator with its picture of a little burrowing owl. That's the bird I'm going to blip today! I decided. It's just too cold and rainy (again) to go for a walk in the park.

But is it really July here in Ohio, like the calendar says? No such luck! It's still April, rainy, wet, cold April. The change of month is just an indication that my granddaughter has been in the house. She never visits without leaving some sign that she has been here. Sometimes the calendar is updated or the kitchen timer dings 40 minutes or so after she leaves. Just a little reminder that says, "Emmy was here!" It never fails to bring a smile to my face.