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some vintage eye candy for the weekend

We love vintage...

and sunshine. I found a RED wooden silverware tray used by a restaurant. I bet this has a story to tell....and there were probably plenty of 'good eats' involved.

Going to collect 100 hugs and kisses...

Will be visiting these Grands for a few days. We're 'cited....

And yes it has been since Christmas seeing them. Perhaps you wonder why the photo is black and white instead of lovely color...well...because Mr Mark...received camo gloves for Christmas...do you notice them? Note: expression on Mr Mark the Camo Guys face....gotta love that son in law.

Can't wait to see these kids and get some hugs...see you tomorrow.....yippee....

Before and After

Mom, this is mostly to share with you..look how nicely our back yard is beginning to look. We are excited about it. We purchased our home as a bank repo.
Before...

We had just finished the deck but Oh. The. Yard. So. Much. Work...
and such a sad thing.
Now today...this is one of my favorite places..the hosta and shade garden. I took this standing on the edge of the deck - same...place - as the before.

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And love the little grape hyacinths peeking up thru the crack...

These are some my Grands found for me.

Memorial Day

I remember.
I remember that I live in the land of the free BECAUSE of the brave.
In our family we often joke we don't have any traditions we just do the same old thing every year. For Memorial Day, the same old thing  - is taping our little flag  to the rose trellis...

saying the Pledge of Allegiance with a tear in our eye and going around to each person,  sharing a freedom we are most grateful to enjoy.
This year some 'gratefuls',  free market and enterprise, remember our China Baby?, the freedom to have and KEEP as many babies as we choose, a granddaughter is grateful she can go to school - even though she is a girl, freedom to worship how, when, where and what we may, the 2nd amendment.
We remember.
Then, by tradition (doing the same old thing) we roast a few weiners, I know some people call them hot dogs but at our house they are either 'dead dogs' or weiners.

And we stand amazed at how grateful we are for family...every single one, we like them 'just the way they are'.

We pray that those who protect us will be protected.
We remember.

A few snaps

Even though one picture is suppose to be worth a thousand words, have you noticed that a picture doesn't tell you anything about the tactical experience?

About how the fabrics feel or how it feels to hang this bag on your shoulder?


Or do I even dare suggest how it smells?

I guess you'll just have to take my word for it, (until you come to The Farm Chicks show and feel for yourself) these feel just great hanging a shoulder..they are just right, they don't cut up under your arm but they aren't so long they are banging against your bum bum. And oh, the feel, the smell, they smell downy fresh and bunny soft but with a vintage-y rightness to them. The tactical of the vintage sacks and linens. Well, let's just say I have been in vintage, soft, warm, yummy, goodness all day.

Picture taking day

Yip...today I am going to take pictures. Lots of pictures.

I want a photo log of my doings.

Book Club

"Set in the backdrop of the chaotic, volatile events in Russia at the end of the Cold War, A Train To Potevka will take you on an incredible, winter's journey across Great Mother Russia along the 6,000-mile Trans-Siberian Railway.  This fascinating story about an American intelligence agent from a small town in the Rockies is a tale of failed espionage, escape, and survival."

There were over 100 station stops and it crossed eleven time zones. Quite a journey!
I didn't find it fascinating but it was a good quick read. I borrowed the book and won't be buying my own copy.
What I enjoy most is discussing it with friends.
I love this little book club.
It was interesting. In the book, a miracle occurs. I just accepted it as a miracle and enjoyed the wonder of it all, while several book club friends spent much thought trying to figure out just how that all occurred.
For me, I was cold the entire time I read it and wanted to wrap up in a nice warm blanket. Russia is COLD.
It was insightful to get a feel for the oppression of communism. I don't even pretend to comprehend what it is really like, but it did cause me to ponder.
I could never work for the CIA..I would get sweaty hands just filling out the application. If  I am into mischief, my husband walks in the room and asks, "What is going on here?" I don't hide secrets well.
People are the same the world around...all want to be able to provide for their families. Because of the lack of trust during the cold war in Russia, the people came across as private and withdrawn, but that is learned behavior  - not inherit-ant, as was demonstrated by a young boy on the train.
I am grateful to live in America, land of the free.  I am grateful for a full refrigerator. I am grateful for modern transportation.
Next we are reading "The Word We Live By, Your Annotated Guide to the Constitution" by  Linda R Monk. It looks a lot like a text book to me and I groaned. Our group leader said it would be good for me. I love that. She is such a great leader....so...I guess I will dive into something that is good for me. I want to be able to participate in the discussion.

Cluck Cluck

Getting ready to be a Chick.

Have I mentioned I like red? Hummmm...really like red and little chairs.

A Cowboy of My Own

And he's handsome, too. And kind.

In addition to being a Natural Resource Specialist he is  a 'case worker' for wild horses. Translation: He is over the Wild Horse and Burro Adoption Program for the BLM in the state of Washington. (If you go to this site check out the incredible logo. In my opinion - pure genius)

Went down to visit him at the Fairgrounds. Our youngest also came to look/see, this photo makes me laugh because this is Pete and RePete here...

And a couple little cowgirls came also..

This  Wild Horse Program  (Mustangs) is pretty interesting. The Border Patrol uses these horses, so they came to promote and share about the characteristics and traits of mustangs. Even though I am NOT horse people. Like - not even one tiny bit, I find it fun to be around people that are 'horsey' and share in the love they have for these animals. They are amazing animals, and people who love animals - any animal - are generally really nice folks.