FAMILY. Where we come from, what defines us, sometimes we are proud, sometimes not so much. I live in my grandparents 100 year old farmhouse, the real deal. They had sheep, pigs, cows, chickens, goats and a team of horses to pull the buggy and hay wagon. Watermelons and milk and eggs were lowered into a cistern in the front yard to cool. My mom and her brother really did walk 2 miles to school, weather never taken into account. I look at these old pictures and wish I were there too sometimes! We talk about simplifying but compared to life then, it's not going to happen.

Gotta go, more later................
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I have collected these old wicker wine bottles since the 90's. I've never tired of them, a rare thing indeed! It's been at least 4 years since I papered the walls in this room with a 1940's illustrated dictionary, the best solution I have found for covering yucky paneling. Clear coated with Mod Podge, they have held up well.

One post a year?

I logged into my Google account thinking about deleting my blog, considering it's been almost a year since my first post! I can't begin to go into what has happened the last year in my life, let's just say I've been stressed out and overwhelmed.

So, let's try this again!!

My former industrial rolling cart, now holding platters and silverware and linen napkins and......