Saturday, March 31, 2012

Day Ninety One 2012

Daughters and grandkids spent Friday night with Neil and me. We stayed up late and woke up late and enjoyed Neil’s homemade blueberry waffles for breakfast. It was an awesome spring day so we headed outside where grand daughter Shelby communed with neighbor kitty Lily.
We dusted off the jug of bubble soap and Shelby blew some bubble art.
Temporary bubble art, big as your head!
Grandson Elijah made friends with a caterpillar and named him ‘Jeff’.
‘Jeff’ was a pretty fast crawler. Elijah put him in a paper cup with some grassy weeds to climb on.
Grandson Knox was diggin’ the great outdoors, too, but didn’t get into the creepy crawly action. He’s a little wiggle worm in his own right.
Saturday (and everyday) Peeps! Daughters Kelly and Holly and grandkids Elijah, Shelby, and Knox, who found more interesting things to look at than my camera.
Bubble art with purple lilacs. Our lilac bush has lots of blooms this year.
Also pretty in purple, a gorgeous iris, which is the Tennessee state flower. The end of winter and start of spring has been so hot that only a couple of the iris plants bloomed. Made me sad. Love these.
Speaking of creepy crawlies…Neil was weeding around our house and almost put his hand on this snake. We think it was a copperhead which is poisonous. It was poised to strike, sticking its forked tongue out at us. I got close as I could to take this picture. (You can click on the picture to enlarge it if you like). Elijah said, “I hate snakes!” Shelby said, “Off with its head!” Neil obliged with his hoe. Gave all of us the willies!

Grandson Knox in a rare on-the-belly pose. Hard to believe he’ll be 4 months old on Monday. Good times, great memories! Happy Saturday, everyone!

Friday, March 30, 2012

Day Ninety 2012

"Grandchildren are God's way of compensating us for growing old."
~Mary H. Waldrip
My Sweet Peeps Grandson Elijah, Grandson Knox, and Grand daughter Shelby.

Thursday, March 29, 2012

Day Eighty Nine 2012

God writes the gospel not in the Bible alone, but on trees and flowers and clouds and stars. ~Author unknown, commonly attributed to Martin Luther
Our little pink dogwood tree is blooming this year for the first time ever.

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Day Eighty Eight 2012

Look carefully then how you walk, not as unwise but as wise, making the best use of the time, because the days are evil. Therefore do not be foolish, but understand what the will of the Lord is.
~Ephesians 5:15~17 (English Standard Version of The Bible)

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Day Eighty Seven 2012

But make no mistake: the weeds will win; nature bats last. 
~Robert M. Pyle
(macro shot~dandelion spores)

Monday, March 26, 2012

Day Eighty Six 2012

My mother, Hampton Gailbreath Mabry, is 91 years old today. This is one of my favorite pictures of her, stylin' in her (1940's) swimsuit and having a great time with her best friends at the lake. Happy Birthday, Mom! I love you!

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Day Eighty Four 2012

 0324021254Hubby Neil and I hit the Nashville Flea Market today. We don’t normally go on a Saturday because it’s so crowded. That was the case today for sure. Plus, we got rained on the whole time, and that’s unusual. This big ole welded steer didn’t seem to mind the wet.
0324021255The vendors had to keep their goodies covered. This poor mismatched lady hid under a tarp. Can’t say that I blame her.
0324021257March and April are the best months to buy plants at this flea market. Lots to choose from today.
0324021257aDriftwood. Part of the let’s-get-wet theme today.
0324021258aWater skis for sale alongside old shutters and old-looking new buckets (or baskets).
0324021259Today was most definitely mermaid day at the flea market. They were everywhere.
0324021306Sad clowns aren’t as scary as smiley clowns. In my opinion.
0324021306bVery cool Groucho Marx doll. May have been a puppet or marionette.
0324021307aOne vendor had some really nice Civil War memorabilia. Confederate, of course.
I liked this bust. Would be cool to place it somewhere in a garden and scare somebody half to death.
0324021308bThis sign went perfectly with the wet theme.  It was, indeed, Waterville today. Makes me want to head to the beach.
I was so tempted to buy this old Japanese tea set because I’ve collected a few pieces over the years. I tell myself  I don’t need it and have no where to put it and that usually does the trick. I walked away.
0324021312These sweet bears were loved to death. Makes me want to cry.
Beautiful wedding ring quilt. I want it! No. Walk away!
0324021317Did I tell you it was mermaid day at the flea market? Everywhere.
I may print this out and hang it on my fridge just to remind me that this is what I’m going to look like if I don’t start exercising again soon.
So many weird little things here.
It’s a law that there has to be deer heads for sale at the flea market.
Speaking of heads, this poor lady has lost hers. And her legs.
No wait here it is……
This guy is having a really bad day.
Gratuitous self portrait—I’m split in two!
Could be useful….
Crocks. Love ‘em! Wanted all these. Even one was too pricey.
Stuffed Badger. Why?
This vendor had all sort of fresh herbs for sale. She had such a pretty booth, full of plants.
Another mermaid….
Very scary fireplace andirons. Nightmare stuff.
Oh the mermaids…This one was carved from wood.
Pretty cowgirl boots and a lacy umbrella. For some reason, this reminds me of Stevie Nicks…..
Quite a selection of movies, with two of my favorite things—vampires and zombies.
Cupie dolls=Happy Faces!
The saddest little cherub I ever did see. Sweet.
I wanted these beautiful vintage boots!!
Won’t see this again, all you ciggie smokers out there. Kind of like gas prices….
Just as we were leaving the flea market, blue sky finally breaks through.
I-24 on the way to daughter Kelly’s house—like driving in soggy fog. All in all, a great day to be a mermaid.
Of course, the best part of our little day trip is seeing daughter Kelly, son in law Kerry, and the star of the show, grandson Knox. He just woke up from his (brief) nap and is still in his straight jacket, I mean, swaddle. He sleeps better wrapped up in this thing, believe it or not.
Freedom! Big stretch.
Big smile for Granny and Grandpa.
Look at that face! What’s not to love. He’s a sweetie. We had a great visit. Thanks again, Kelly, for the delicious crock pot roast and veggies! That was a treat. Love you guys!