A Touch of Fall

I didn't send a lot over for decorating. Mainly because I got rid of most everything so I could start over and be more judicial with my choices. I hate clutter, and I hate having to pack this stuff up every couple of years and storing it the rest of the time {in new houses whose storage spaces and capacities vary greatly}.

It all seemed like a great idea until, of course, I was itching to decorate and the nearest Hobby Lobby or Michael's is oh, just a few thousand miles away on another continent!

Cue the trumpet...Dad to the rescue! My dad now has one very spoiled bird dog. I just so happened to call right after they had been hunting and returned with a pheasant. I asked for the feathers, and my dad, known for doing a lot for his only daughter, sent them over.

Mr. YH came home and said, "What in the world?!"

Mrs. YH said, "Dad sent them to me. He'll be thrilled!"

{Surely, he will be, right?!}

Fall print-out courtesy of Dear Lillie.

Cute little creamer- cheap at World Market.