Does this picture mean anything to you? It does to me. Somehow it happened to us today. Inspite of all the planning, packing, loading vehicles, the drive to Winona . . . Arriving at the dorm (Nate) and apartment (Danae) . . . and the unloading – and setting up — I was still, somehow, … Read More
Sometimes I have absolutely nothing to post on the blog. Sometimes I get an idea at the last minute. Today happens to be a good day – but a bit disjointed. I hope you don’t mind! Thursday: Nate took this during a downpour. We see it whenever it rains – but we still get a … Read More
Gold Rush! Three glorious hours of walking around the town of Oronoco — soaking in all the antique eye-candy. Not just antiques, but new stuff made to look old too This booth usually has neat things from Europe and Asia. I was just a little disappointed this year they were pretty sparce – and nothing … Read More
“A foal’s legs are almost as long as their mom’s. They can barely reach down to the ground to eat grass.” Here’s our little horse whisperer . . . Natalie…I think you and me need to go horseback riding some time! Though the photo only shows Natalie on the opposite side of the fence, she … Read More
Straight from the horse-lover’s mouth: “A racing horse rider is called a jockey” (Natalie, age 6.5 years) Other stuff: Thrift store shopping and freebies: The amber color glassware I collect ~ 60 cents for both! An antique wood ironing board (that I’ve always wanted)….$1.00 A card file for my cards, envelopes and cardmaking supplies 2 … Read More
After my post yesterday about my equine care for the next two weeks, I received an email from a friend saying: “Can I pretty please bring Natalie over some evening so she can “help” you take care of them (the horses)? She will love you forever!” Love me forever? I wasn’t about to let that … Read More
There is something about the outside of a horse that is good for the inside of man. ~Sir Winston Churchill I’ve mentioned them before — Red and Silk — our neighbor’s horses. For the next 2 weeks — I’m pretending they are mine! My love of horses goes way back to my childhood. Though having … Read More
Growing up we didn’t have pets. Unless you call fish pets. I don’t. Fish are more decoration. What always confused me about us not having pets is that my father grew up with a dog, my mom spent time on her grandparent’s farm. Now that I think of it, I don’t think as many people … Read More
August 8, 1970 When I woke up, I heard the usual clamoring in the kitchen and expected to see mom when I turned the corner in our small home. To my surprise my grandma was standing there in mom’s place at the sink. That could only mean one thing . . . mom and dad … Read More