
Austin and I make a banana cake for Ryan's surprise birthday party.
I forgot to take the picture last night, so this is a piece of cake.
They had some for breakfast.

In the golden lightning
Of the sunken Sun—
O'er which clouds are brightning,
Thou dost float and run;
Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.
1 comment:
Ahh...that must've been tough to see them go. These entries have really conveyed how lovely the visit must've been. Happy travels to them...
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