Did you see me perched up in the daffodil?
Go back and look. Now, let's go see what is inside the building.

If you want some more info, you can try to read the sign.

She actually got here just in time for the great American feast of Thanksgiving. Plenty of browns and oranges and turkey iconery. And another new friend who is more Easter or Christmas-like than Thanksgiving like. Still - it was like they were meant for each other. Thanksgiving is a huge family celebration here, a gathering warm and wonderful, and Lucy fit right in.
We wanted her to have the whole cultural experience, and so involved her with pie making. In the back is a pecan pie sans crust (because M can't eat wheat), and in the front, a big mound of apple pie that should have been baked a little lower in the oven.
The next day, we started putting away the Autumn things. The leaves have been down for weeks, and it's cold enough outside to be counted winter. So we are setting up for Christmas. Here is Lucy, sitting on one of the huge traditional mounds of Lights That Mysteriously No Longer Work. After many hours of getting out the lights and hanging them from the house roof, the windows - all over, we always have several of these mounds left over. If I could figure out how to fix the dang things, I would. The sun was strong that day, but it was still a little chill outside. I think it did Lucy good to sit in it on the nice, warm hearth.
A couple of days later, we took her around to meet the big boys. When you introduce anyone to a herd, it's always best to start with the alpha, and Dustin is unquestionably that. You know, it really is amazing that we spend so much time with really, really big beasts like this. And that little yarn Lucy can criss-cross the globe, literally touching people who would love to get a chance to embrace her own creator. Some of this place - dust, tiny bits of DNA and plants and smells - she will take them all back home, so far away from here. The planet is at once too big and just small enough.