Grandma's Blanket

These are my Grandparents, Henry and Laurena. One thing i always remember about their home was the crocheted afghan on the back of the sofa. My Great-Grandmother made it, so it was there from my very first memory (note the date on the picture, Sept. 66). I was just born that June, so really there was never a time when i visited that it was not there.

This past January when i decided it was time to take Mr. Hook out again, my thoughts ran back to Grandmas and the blanket on the sofa. I carefully picked out the yarn colors from this photo and my memories.

When i told mom of my plan, she stated she in fact had the blanket packed away in her closet. It now resides with me. Funny how one remembers things. I picked maroon as the main color, when actually it is a bright red. And, of course, mine ended up being much larger, cause i figure the bigger the better!

Stay tuned for pics of my finished project.

More Green...

Here are my Hens and Chicks. I wasn't sure if they were going to come back, but they did!

Instant Sunshine

Here are my little gems just two days ago. Don't they look like they have a secret and are about to burst?

And this morning--ta da! Total instant rays of instant sunshine. Hope your day is filled with sunshine too!

Thoughtless Thursday...

She went out on a limb, had it

break and discovered she

could fly....

This Buds For You

Don't you just love it when you look at the trees in the Springtime and you can see the green haze of buds just waiting to burst? The photo above is from one of my older lilac bushes. When i got it, it was 4 inches high and supposed to eventually bloom yellow. I was soooo excited. I babied that thing in a pot, then brought it to our new home when we moved. I planted, watered and fertilized by the book. The result? A wonderful 14 ft. high shrub that blooms the standard purple, however; has no scent. Disappointment set in. I have learned to love the thing though. Just to show, you don't always get what you want in life, but it can be beautiful anyway.

These are buds from a little tree that sprouted in my flowerbed (don't even know what it is). I just let the thing go... cause, well, i have a real hard time killing anything. It is now 10 ft. tall, growing like a weed, and totally in the wrong place. However, it will stay. Just, well.... because.

For Real?

OK. So, i get this email. It says these little chicks are raised on a farm in Colorado. They inject the color in the egg, and when they hatch the babies come out this color. They go on to say it doesn't hurt the chicks at all and they eventually return to their normal color as they age. Now....is it for real? or is someone pulling my leg??? (Color enhanced photoshop perhaps?). If it's true, they are pretty darn cute! If it's not, one of my legs is longer than the other.

Proof of Life

I am absolutely thrilled to finally spy bits and pieces of green in my flower beds! At last i feel there is light at the end of the tunnel!

I am ever so amazed every spring to find that i love the smell of dirt. Really, i do! Then, like everything else, one gets used to it and you don't even notice it by the end of summer. For now, i revel in it. Want to dig in it, feel it between my fingers. Want to amend it, and pot it. Oh, the joy!

Thoughtless Thursday...

Coneflower from my garden last summer.

Quote of the day: A man who is wrapped up in himself is a very small package.