A View of the World through Figgy's Eyes, Age 15

A look down our hill, everything fresh and pretty. 

She's growing up, for sure. This year's Christmas list, written in black pen on white paper,
included Juicy Couture perfume (or other good perfume).
I sniffed the Juicy but went for the Chanel. She loves it.
I knew she would, because I have it, and she has stolen some spritzes.

Taking a Chance, again.

My actual flower birthday cake, on H.'s grandma's crystal plate.

Figgy has so much of what I don't, including talent for art and photography. I never got beyond drawing the same lady every time since I started in about fifth grade, with a broad smile, top bun, feathery bangs, pretty necklace, dangling earrings, V-neck top, skirt, belt and fishnet stockings [because the diamond design is fun to sketch]. And I've never had much passion for photography. I admire Figgy.

Good night.

All photos by Figgy Hurley.