Saturday, February 27, 2021
One thing I still love to collect is old dishs. The prettiest ones almost always say. 'Made in England'. And they are beauties! The beautiful blue and white cups pictured here were ( I believe) given as incentives to buy products such as Quaker Oats....haveing either the cup or a coupon for it in the box of cereal or whatever. Sometimes if you were patient you could collect whole sets of dishs.
Wednesday, January 13, 2021
Another reminder of how beautiful summer can be. Loved this lily! but.....by the time it blooms, it is almost choked out by lilies of lesser importance and when it is done blooming, it is hard to locate....despite my efforts to tie bits of yarn on the stalks. Rather like my efforts to organize my 'stuff' aka 'clutter'.
Now that I am 72 I realize I have a lot of books that I am loathe to part with. Books are and have been wonderful friends to me. Psalm 23 at the top of the list!
Thursday, January 07, 2021
Friday, December 11, 2020
Sunday, December 06, 2020
We have already had a foot of snow and have gotten the tree down from the attic. It still needs decorating but it feels much more do-able....this morning. Off to worship we go soon and then bit by bit the decorating will happen. This Raggedy Ann tree was a picture I snapped while on a tour of homes decorated for Christmas a few years ago. Except for the snow falling, which I added and couldn't for the life of me tell you how now.
Saturday, October 10, 2020
The last sweet roses of the summer....hanging on, reluctant to leave. My roses barely bloomed this year and I was disappointed. We can grow snapdragons and portulacca and assysum like nobody's business and they bloom their heads off but no roses. The roses are all the more enjoyed when we do get a few blooms.
Tuesday, October 06, 2020
One of my favorite books...and it brings back pleasant memories of me reading it out loud to the family. A Spinner in the Sun, by Myrtle Reed. 'The little house was waiting..." copyright 1906! Beautifully bound and as I remember, a lovely read. I must read it again, it is time I think.