An unexpected break in winter weather brought sunshine and milder temperatures.
The snow melted and is now just a cold memory.
I did the warmer weather sunshine chicken dance out by the farm stand.
Neighbors drove by and honked at me.
I’m sure they were thinking there goes that crazy lady doing weird shit again.
Continue reading “midwinter reprieve and a little award – Liebster that is.”
It happened in the butler’s pantry.
A hall-way space, and once upon a time when our house was first built, it was the kitchen.
Now a brown cow supervises my every move.
On a snowy day, I faced down that cow and got to making. Continue reading “white magic and a brown cow in the pantry”
Last year I met a woman in the grocery store that had purple hair. I stopped to talk to her and asked if I could take her picture. She was absolutely thrilled to have her picture taken.
Purple has been my favorite color for a very long time.
Although as a very young child when asked, I said red. I think maybe it was suggested by someone else, that red was my favorite color.
Continue reading “lusty lavender the day I became rebellious”
Isn’t it wonderful to have a new year and a fresh new start?
What’s next for you?
Years ago I came across a blog that I found so inspirational. The content was fun and the photography was beautiful. The photos were always so bright. I studied the photos and the blogger shared her camera tips and I soaked it up like a sponge, and then almost the next day, she stopped blogging.
Don’t you just hate that, it is like when you have a TV show you really like and it is canceled? Crap. Continue reading “whispers from the soul”
I feel like one of the cats curled in the beams streaming through the window, seeking warmth. Beyond the glass, across the lawn heavy frost sparkles.
The thermometer read minus 5 this morning before sunrise. Pipes are frozen at the kitchen sink, as is the faucet outdoors we use to water the animals. This means hauling water from another part of the house, out to the barnyard.
It is too cold to stock the cooler with eggs at the farm stand – they will freeze, I’ve left word for folks to come to the house to get their eggs. Only a few will do so, I think most rather the convenience and anonymity of using the farm stand.
Continue reading “embroidering sketches and golden vintage china from around the world”