Wednesday, September 18, 2019

A New Header


Oh it is a lovely day, cool temperatures
makes me a happier person.

I have a short post today.
I just wanted to draw your attention to my
New Header

 I like changing my header with the seasons.
I think I like making headers.
It lets me use my creative ideas, and 
I can use my photos and be creative with them.

I used this picture from a couple of years ago.
I like it.  I especially like the simplicity
of my Autumn decorating.
I think I will re-visit that again!

Next I used a photo I took a year or more ago of the 
tree in front of my Great-grandpa's house.
I remember the day was so beautiful
and the sky was that deep rich turquoise blue
that only comes in September skies. 
I walked out of my Aunt's house 
(which is right next door my Great-grandpa's house)
I turned and looked up at the tree that holds so many
memories of family gatherings underneath
her branches and snapped a picture.

I am so glad I caught this on camera.
There are times when I get a camera snap
that speaks to me.  They don't come very often
but when you catch is priceless.

I put the two pictures together to create my
Autumn Header.

She is a keeper!

Have a wonderful day.

Monday, September 16, 2019

Fall On The Shelf

Hello my friends.
So glad you stopped by.

Just a short update on fall decorating.

The Amber Vase is one I recently acquired. I love it!
I really like to decorate with the few pieces of Amber I have.

I don't have a mantle, so I decorate my shelf.
My round coffee table and my shelf are always changing.

I use Picmonkey to edit my pictures.  Well, they are changing things.
Now remember I do not like changes. Especially Tech changes.
Once I learn a program, it is hard for me to re-learn.
I was reading another blogger Common Ground and she expressed she was having a hard time with the changes Picmonkey is making/
Well I am telling you I don't like it at all.
I did my editing of theses two photos and I love them.
I have no idea where they saved them on my computer.
Change, that is all there is to life, Change!
I know, I know, it is all the process of life.
I guess I am having a little bit of a hard time 
with changes that are going on in my personal my life.

But I do like the change of decor on my shelf.
So I guess there are some changes I like.

I hope you are having a good day.

The weather is "CHANGING" where I live.

Linking with

Friday, September 13, 2019

A Fall-ish Bit of Decorating

Well Hello!
I am trying to do a little 
Fall-ish Decorating.

And to tell you the truth. . . . 
I am not doing very well with it!
Not only that but I have lost the touch
of taking pictures.

So here is just a little bit of my effort
to bring some Fall Into My Home

I like to add some of my 
Amber Glass
to my fall decorations
This is new to me. I bought it from
someone selling on FB's
Marketplace.  It is gorgeous!

Amber Glass, Wooden beads, and a
candle or two, oh,don't forget a pumpkin.
A nice orange pumpkin will do.

So, there you have it. In a nutshell.
I have really cut back on my decorating.  
Decorating and re-decorating is hard work for me.

But I can't give it up.
It is in my genes to just keep

I hope you are getting more decorating
done than I am.  I truly love
visiting the small blogger.
The ones who blog for the pure
love of decorating. 
I am so happy you stopped by,

Have a wonderful day and weekend.

Sunday, September 8, 2019

The Heavens Opened And It Rained

Oh yes, The thunder rolled and the
Heavens opened and it

It was a beautiful rain.
One of those that gives you a soothing feeling.

Children playing in the rain.
What a beautiful sight and sound!

No lightening that I could see.

I could see the rain dancing on the top of 
Little Yellow Shed.

Tiny back yard loved the rain drops.
The plants were loving the much needed drink of
pure natural water from rain.
I think even the concret enjoyed the cooling
water of rain drops.

It is amazing how much greener the grass will be.
You can water from a hose all you want, but
there is nothing like Rain.

It has cooled down the outside temperature.
There is a little peek of sunshine now,
But I hope it rains a little more. 

I have had a migraine that started last night
and lasted until just a couple of hours ago,
So I am pretty much done for.
A migrain drains me.
After it is over I feel like I have 
been through "the ringer."
And I guess I have been. . . !

I hope you are having a lovely 
September Sunday.

Monday, September 2, 2019

Hello September

Well here we are. . . . it is
It is a short little month, so I have to move
a little faster, before September gets away from me.
I have a few hopes for September,
Top on my list is. . .Please cool down!
I am really tired of being so hot.
I want to enjoy the cool evenings. . .
I want to go outside to water
and enjoy my tiny yard,
I really like September. . . But
you go too fast, so could you slow down?
I want to get some things done. OK?

Well, I realized I had not shown my cute 
little Aunt Carol Hutch for a long time.
It is one of my favorite things to decorate.
And I am getting ready to change it.
So before I change here she is with her 
Blue and White and a few other things.

I love this hutch.  It is so fun to decorate for seasons or holidays.
I have had my blue and white plates and accessories out
for the late summer.  I come across some of my silver pieces
and I added them.  I always like my white roosters

It is hard to get a good picture of her.  She is in a little
space in my kitchen, she shares with my oak dining table
and a little yellow book shelf I decorate. Oh my gosh!
I don't think I have shown you that.
Well I know what I will do for another post.

Well, tomorrow I will start to bring out a few Fall-ish things
And start to change to a new season.  Which I love.
I love the colors of Fall, and the Textures, and Cozy Feeling
Fall decorating gives me.

So don't give up on me I will be right back
as soon as I complete a few things for
September & Fall Decorating.

In the mean time I hope you like my
Aunt Carol Hutch ~ Blue & White.

Wednesday, August 21, 2019

Natural Residents Come To The City

I love seeing Deer, and Elk in the mountains, 
in their natural habitat.
In recent years the Deer have been 
moving closer into the city.
It still is thrilling to see them but unfortunately
it has caused many dangerous conditions
for the deer.  Mainly being hit by cars.
I don't really understand the natural migration of
wild animals, or why they are moving closer to
the human population, that they are very
weary of.  I don't remember as a child seeing
wildlife in the city.  
We would only see them in the 
foothills and mountains.

I know human population is encroaching upon
the habitat of the wildlife.

Needless to say, there are some incidents of
deer coming to visit there human neighbors.

Just look at how beautiful they are!
They are in my friends father's backyard.
Just enjoying a summer afternoon under the
shade trees and eating the grass and the fruit from the trees.

It is absolutely beautiful to me. . . 
They frequent Mr. Pomeroy's yard and his neighborhood's
yard frequently.  Like several times a day.
These pictures were taken from looking out the window.
If anyone had gone outside they would have 
jumped that fence faster than lightening.

I think there are a few lessons that we 
can learn from the deer.

I think I will add one more lesson. . . 
It's good to stay with the Herd.

Have a beautiful late summer day!

I am back to work for the school year.
I hope I can keep posting regularly,
I come home tired, and I don't have as
much to post about.
But I will do my best to stay in touch.
I hope to post no less than 5 or 6 times a month.
I love, love my friends who stick with me.
That is what belonging to a Herd/Tribe does for me.
We stick together.

Friday, August 16, 2019

No Place Like Home

Hello my friends.
Thank you for stopping by.

I have been thinking a lot about

Several things have happened to bring back
 Memories of Home.
The home of my childhood, the first home
that my husband and I created,
The home we raised our children in
and the various homes I have lived in since my
husbands death and my children growing to adulthood
and they creating their own homes.

I began blogging to make a visual journal
of my home.  That was over 12 years ago
and I lived in a different home.
It doesn't matter if you live in a house, a condo
townhouse, an apartment, cabin, tent or hut.
It is HOME to you.

A home is as different, and as varied as the people who live there.
A house takes on the personality of those who call it home.
I have been in homes, that had an inviting feeling to those who entered.
Welcome, and sit awhile was felt.
And I have been in homes, that I couldn't get out of fast enough.

It doesn't matter how grand and fancy the house is. . .
What matters is how much 
Love, Kindness, Happiness and Compassion
And so much more is given within the Home.

I truly love my little home.
It is not fancy by any means.
But I am happy to be here at this time in my life.

It is Home, it is my Home.
And I thank God every day I have a Home.
It is clean, it is warm in the winter and cool in the summer.
It has clean running water, all the modern amenities to make
my life comfortable.  Through my windows I can see 
sunshine, rain, snow and blue, or gray skies.
Storm clouds can arrive and I am safe in my Home.

Edger Guest says it takes a heap of livin
to make a house a Home.
I believe that is true.



It takes a heap o’ livin’ in a house t’ make it home, 
A heap o’ sun an’ shadder, an’ ye sometimes have t’ roam 
Afore ye really ’preciate the things ye lef’ behind, 
An’ hunger fer ’em somehow, with ’em allus on yer mind. 
It don’t make any differunce how rich ye get t’ be, 
How much yer chairs an’ tables cost, how great yer luxury; 
It ain’t home t’ ye, though it be the palace of a king, 
Until somehow yer soul is sort o’ wrapped round everything. 

Home ain’t a place that gold can buy or get up in a minute; 
Afore it’s home there’s got t’ be a heap o’ livin’ in it; 
Within the walls there’s got t’ be some babies born, and then 
Right there ye’ve got t’ bring ‘em up t’ women good, an’ men; 
And gradjerly, as time goes on, ye find ye wouldn’t part 
With anything they ever used—they’ve grown into yer heart: 
The old high chairs, the playthings, too, the little shoes they wore 
Ye hoard; an’ if ye could ye’d keep the thumbmarks on the door. 

Ye’ve got t’ weep t’ make it home, ye’ve got t’ sit an’ sigh 
An’ watch beside a loved one’s bed, an’ know that Death is nigh; 
An’ in the stillness o’ the night t’ see Death’s angel come, 
An’ close the eyes o’ her that smiled, an’ leave her sweet voice dumb. 
Fer these are scenes that grip the heart, an’ when yer tears are dried, 
Ye find the home is dearer than it was, an’ sanctified; 
An’ tuggin’ at ye always are the pleasant memories 
O’ her that was an’ is no more—ye can’t escape from these. 

Ye’ve got t’ sing an’ dance fer years, ye’ve got t’ romp an’ play, 
An’ learn t’ love the things ye have by usin’ ’em each day; 
Even the roses ’round the porch must blossom year by year 
Afore they ’come a part o’ ye, suggestin’ someone dear 
Who used t’ love ’em long ago, an’ trained ’em jes’ t’ run 
The way they do, so’s they would get the early mornin’ sun; 
Ye’ve got t’ love each brick an’ stone from cellar up t’ dome: 
It takes a heap o’ livin’ in a house t’ make it home.