Here is grand daughter Shelby from this time three years ago in the pool in the back yard with brother Elijah and her lady bug friend. So sweet! They are growing up way too fast. (Wish we still had that pool....)
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Day One Hundred Sixty Six 2010
Help
I hear this little voice calling to me from the hallway this morning: "Granny, help me get down." So of course I take his picture while he hangs on to the banister. Grandson Elijah loves to climb. He also managed to get down all by himself.
Monday, June 14, 2010
Day One Hundred Sixty Five 2010
Flag Day
Since today is Flag Day, I thought I'd share a picture of my U.S. flag. This was taken a year ago. This flag is now hanging in the back yard for the time being until we can finish our front yard landscaping. Three cheers for the red, white and blue! I love those stars and stripes.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Day One Hundred Sixty Four 2010
Sunday rANd0M
Tools of the trade. Gratuitous shovel close-up.
You've heard of the 'dog days of summer'. These must be the cat days of spring. Hard to believe that, in this heat, it's still officially spring time in Tennessee. Buddy Cat can snooze most anywhere any time in any kind of weather.
The path is starting to take shape. We agree it needs more randomness. Those smaller roundish stones we bought at the Nashville Flea Market. Each one has a family member name on it. Neil is going to scatter them (perhaps randomly?) around the larger stones. Oddly enough, we found one with the year 1983 on it--which is the year we moved into this house. Now that's random.
My sister Jane and I are Dan Fogelberg fans, so I'll bet she remembers the line from a song called 'Comes And Goes' that says: "A woman's like an ivy on a pole. She wraps her twisted love around my soul." I was never quite sure what to make of that, but it's the first thing I thought of when I saw this vine wrapping itself around the stop sign pole. Just one of those random thoughts, I guess.
Neil worked all afternoon in the 90+ degree heat getting started on the stone pathway in the front yard. The path will curve around the side of the house and connect with the path already there. We couldn't find stones to match it, but we don't much care.
Tools of the trade. Gratuitous shovel close-up.
You've heard of the 'dog days of summer'. These must be the cat days of spring. Hard to believe that, in this heat, it's still officially spring time in Tennessee. Buddy Cat can snooze most anywhere any time in any kind of weather.
The path is starting to take shape. We agree it needs more randomness. Those smaller roundish stones we bought at the Nashville Flea Market. Each one has a family member name on it. Neil is going to scatter them (perhaps randomly?) around the larger stones. Oddly enough, we found one with the year 1983 on it--which is the year we moved into this house. Now that's random.
My sister Jane and I are Dan Fogelberg fans, so I'll bet she remembers the line from a song called 'Comes And Goes' that says: "A woman's like an ivy on a pole. She wraps her twisted love around my soul." I was never quite sure what to make of that, but it's the first thing I thought of when I saw this vine wrapping itself around the stop sign pole. Just one of those random thoughts, I guess.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Day One Hundred Sixty Three 2010
I Got A Rock
It all looks alike....but not really. There are different colored stones--pinks, grays, yellows and browns.
Each skid of stone weighs around 4,000 pounds, so we couldn't haul it in the back of our truck.
Of course, some of it did break, but most of it survived the fall. I don't envy Neil's task of having to haul these heavy things around the yard, but he's done it before when he built the pathway on the north side of our house. It's going to look great when it's finished. Stay tuned.
Neil and I went rock shopping this afternoon. He's going to build some pathways in our front and back yards.
It all looks alike....but not really. There are different colored stones--pinks, grays, yellows and browns.
Each skid of stone weighs around 4,000 pounds, so we couldn't haul it in the back of our truck.
You'd think the pieces would be broken into bits being dumped out like this.
Of course, some of it did break, but most of it survived the fall. I don't envy Neil's task of having to haul these heavy things around the yard, but he's done it before when he built the pathway on the north side of our house. It's going to look great when it's finished. Stay tuned.
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