Tonight I did one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do: I killed a blog.Ok. Perhaps killed is a bit harsh. The truth is, I indefinitely suspended a blog I’ve spent 2 & 1/2 years developing—one that had built up a respectable amount of community, traffic, subscribers, fans and friends, not to mention… Continue reading And So It Is Done
Summer may not have officially started, but our neighborhood pool is already bustling: kids are splashing and adults are tanning like crazy (all covered with copious amounts of sunscreen, of course). My wish for the season? Long, leisurely, splish-splashy days filled with sunshine and light breezes, tasty meals prepared on the grill, ice cold margaritas,… Continue reading Season Opener
Years ago, when I was young and industrious and lived on a farm, spring and summer were dedicated to the garden. Planning always began in winter, when the earthy smell of warm soil and first sightings of fireflies seemed nothing more than distant dreams. While I waited (impatiently) for May, I passed snowy days drawing… Continue reading To Cultivate a Garden…
“Move your heart into what you’re gonna be…” Whenever I think of change, I think of those crazy Brady kids who always seemed to have access to every recording studio in California. Maybe it’s because I grew up on a farm in rural Illinois. Maybe it’s because the aerial antenna attached to our house only… Continue reading Rearrange
Mrs. Quackers, who joined our household over Easter, was royally knighted, umm err, queened in a special ceremony on Tuesday. “In Other News” taken with the ShakeIt app for iPhone.
Is that a nail in your shorts, or are you just happy to see me?”Tall, Dark and Ice Creamy” shot with an iPhone outside the Pink Elephant Antique Mall off I-55 near Staunton, Illinois. Just one of the many sights, stops, and photographic opportunities along Historic Route 66. Note: I find myself wondering where this… Continue reading Antinques, Vintage, Retro
I wish I had purchased this apron when I found it in an antique store while traveling last month. I always know when I really want something, because I can’t stop thinking about it after I’ve made the decision not to buy it. That doesn’t happen often, but when it does, I know in my… Continue reading Retro Aprons and Regrets