At the end of our drive north from St. George today, Bow Tie o’ the Day sang Mom a lullaby on our couch here in Centerville. So Mom sawed logs. I will always prize this completely adorable photo of Mom. She dozes a lot these days, and you can see she seems content and peaceful when she does. Bow Tie always vigilantly watches over Mom’s sleep, in order to shoo away any bad dreams that might dare to approach her noggin. 🛋