Sledding!
Oh what fun it is to ride…
A Little Care
Well, the grandsons didn’t make it back in time to go sledding… so I’ll share a few presents. Here’s Johnny’s watercolor I painted of this scene… Yeah, well… morepractice, morepractice! Here’s a couple I received… This one is a vintage pillow, you can see the pattern underneath where they stitched. The light is off a…
Show Stealer
The point of my hike today was to take pictures of some snow for one of my readers… one who lives across The Pond, and whose 4 year old granddaughter has forgotten what snow is!!! I think I will get 4 year old Quinlan, who received a “Super Duper Sled” for Christmas, to pose for…
Thanks
Thanks for all the birthday wishes!!! It was a wonderful Christmas!
Small Blessings
I hope your Christmas was filled with lots of small blessings…
I know you are reading this on Christmas day, but I’m writing it on Christmas Eve. Christmas Eve is the birthday of Johnny, and I thought it was about time I gave more than a passing Happy Birthday to him at the bottom of a post! I just wanted everyone to know that this man…
Great Deal
Another visit with the Man in Red. Neither Lacee nor Jaxon was going to get very close. While Lacee was working up her courage, Jaxon was in my lap sobbing. Poor little guy. He’d been so excited to see Santa, but the actual face to face was just too much. Good ol’ Santa, though… he…
Winter Watercolor
Today we shared gifts at the library… My favorite to give??? A monochrome watercolor of this sod roofed barn. I wanted a place unique enough the owner could recognize it, and this was perfect! My rendition was not… but I tried! A little artistic license… but not bad. **** On another note… I entered a…
Traditions!
(I always say that word like Tevye does… TRADITIONS!) Last night’s blog got me to thinking… what are my family’s Christmas traditions??? Well, first of all… Christmas Eve is Oyster Stew. With none of my family around, meaning my parents and brother and sister, the only ones to eat oyster stew are Daniel and I. …
Reminiscing
I thought you might enjoy this story from “Some Reminiscing of Mine” by James E. Greet, February, 1991. **** “We went to Grandma’s for Christmas one winter. I was probably three or four years old. It was about nine miles up the mountain to Grandma’s. Mom drove the team and buggy. The buggy didn’t have…
Again
Cows had rubbed a gate down, and were where they weren’t supposed to be. Did I want to ride along with Brandon and see if a dog and I would be of any help? You bet! I don’t mind these little expeditions at all. It’s a good chance to take photos and work my dogs…