under my umbrella

Hubby was singing this song.  He was smiling as he crooned away to himself while wandering around the house.  I know life is good when I hear him singing.


Hope you like the new style of art journaling on this page, shows me I am still developing my style.  A little whimsical, a little bit of paper cutting out, and the lyrics to the song handwritten on the green grass.  Seems appropriate to me that the grass is bright green and luscious under the umbrella he holds over me, for we water the grass.  I’ve got no problem with him doing manly things for me like opening doors and serving the girls in this family first before himself and my son.  I am also for him holding his umbrella over me literally and symbolically …When it’s raining more than ever… know that we’ll still have each other, you can stand under my umbrella… ella, ella…

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