I am not normal. I do things differently then others. My New Year starts Tuesday after Labor Day. Listen, when you have 5 children, you live for that 1st day of school. Now I have grandchildren who have teenagers and I still celebrate New Year’s on Tuesday after Labor Day! FREEDOM! ! ! No one Read more about #207…A Jolly Holly Time…Run, Holly, RUN![…]
I was 20 years old when I attended my 1st funeral…grandfather in law, Joe Davault. People stood in line for 3 city blocks for the visitation. At 25, I buried my 3 month old son. At 32, I flew to LA to bury an uncle in law. I was 1 of 4 people at the Read more about #206..There IS Beauty in Ashes[…]
Alert! Behind the Pampas grass lurked this turtle, where I was pulling weeds by hand. Good grief! A snapping turtle no less. Gardening in the country is not about knowledge of plants, it is about, who’s going to have their way, man or beast? I’m not believing I’ve won. In May, I planted so many Read more about #205…Gardening 101…Mistakes, Lessons Learned…New Plan![…]
