More discoveries from the basement. A box of slides from 1988, the year we got married, on the beach outside of our Rogers Park apartment building. My sweet pea getting ready to skip a rock....
And yes, these are bad pictures of the slides on top of my iPhone...just because I'm so high-tech....
And here is my new shelf (yay for cast offs from others) partially filled up with glass books and glass. It makes me happy every time I look at those two compotes.