When I went downstairs for coffee…

these juice labels were on the counter.   Someone in the house left them for me. {I suspect The Girl because she currently has kitchen duty.}

They make me happy – happy – happy.  Happy because:

*  after running through a dishwasher cycle, the labels faded to a fabulous chartreuse color.

*  empty jars are my next DIY project

*  ephemera/labels on the counter and not in the trash = I am known in my house.