Hmmmmm...

Hmmmmm..., originally uploaded by laurienuske.

Should I try for the crumbs or would it be better served in my junk pile?

A Beautiful Gift!

There is nothing more special to me than the wonderful friends I have made through this blog. One very special one is Pearl. I have so enjoyed having her as a friend, she adds so much fun to my blog experience, and has become a close friend in my life. Today, I received a wonderful gift from her, a box full of so many beautiful things for my craft room, and to grace my walls. Thank-you Pearl, for these very special touches, your talent is amazing! I love the tags, the plaque, the beautiful box, and the laces, charms, pictures, it will all come in so handy! You are truly loved and appreciated!!

The Chore Begins!

Well that time of year has come again, another of the unfair practices condemned to women. Time to shave off the winter growth, and ready our legs for another long season of razor to skin. (Disclamer: not my leg, not my pedicure.)

I remember well, as a teen-ager, my mother telling me not to shave, after all, "Aunt Betty never did!" Yeah, like I envied her legs.
Remember this!? Oh ugg, the smell! The first time I used this was my last! I thought "Wow! Someone has invented something that takes the pain out of shaving! Well after I burnt my legs off with this skunk oil, I never choose this avenue of torture again. What was left but to cut my legs up with the little one blade razor I "Borrowed" from my father's shaving mug, after all I was doing this behind my mother's back. I'll never forget Dad using his razor the next day, cursing my mother for dulling the blade, and me hiding my little secret while shoving her under the bus. Poor Mom, she didn't have a clue, though I don't know how she missed the smell of Barbersall emanating from my skin. But there are times I wished I had heeded the warning, "you start and you can never stop. You'll have to shave your legs for the rest of your life and that's going to be a very long time". I choose to forgo the warning after being teased endlessly in school. It was worth it to overcome the humiliation, even though I walked through the halls looking like I took knives to my knees.

I guess it could have been worse, we could have had to use one of these! Thank God we have come some way in the battle of the unwanted hair. But please. How about some odor free, burn free Nair? Bring it on!

Around My Yard

The scent from the apple blossoms fills the air around our home

This tree is well over 100 years old, as are the other fruit trees in the yard.

The sea pinks are in full bloom, they are the prettiest little spring flowers .

From the hanging basket.

One Man's Trash...

Our local humane society, for many years, sold Christmas cards, displayed on this rack. When it was no longer needed, it was headed for the dumpster. Well as a crafter, I had different plans, and rescued this for my fabrics! I put all my fat quarters, and fabric less than a yard, into zip lock baggies, and now they are visible on my turn around rack, perfect for quickly finding exactly what I need for my current projects. It fits perfectly in the corner, and I love the awesome convenience! Now I have to get the rest of the fabrics in bins put on. I may need another rack!

It's a Dogs Life

Lucy, watching t.v.

Earthly Arts

These pictures are from my most favorite garden center, Earthly Arts. I get lost here, in the several greenhouses, the outdoor displays, and the thousands of plants, trees, and statuary. This particular greenhouse has the most beautiful displays. The angel on the chair calls to me each time I enter, she sets the stage and the mood for the whole experience. Do you have a favorite garden center?