She Kept A Parrot


Charlie, I’m including a few photos from Thanksgiving 2014. Linda and Hazel came down for a few days. We had such a really good, laid-back holiday. We were all sitting on my porch talking. You, Mom and Linda were sitting on the sofa. Hazel and I were sitting opposite you in the chairs beside the lamp table. Dad was sitting in one of the tall chairs at the porch dining table. Max… Read More

Koko is the latest resident at the Legend House She is an African Pygmy Hedgehog They’re about five inches long She hid in her hut after we brought her home When I notice her running on Che’s old wheel In the late hours of the first night I knew she would be okay in her new home She is Charlie’s birthday present He will be eleven years old on April 29, 2014… Read More

Every day at Mickey D’s! A few members of the Mickey D family. The following video (inspired by the eighty-three-year-old barber who gives haircuts for hugs in Hartford, Conn.) reminds me of the spirit of the members of the family who greet me with Smiles Laughter Kindness Acceptance and Friendship Every day of the year. Thank you from the bottom of my old heart! ♥ I am happy to introduce My Micky… Read More

A Dahlia From The Thinking Cowgirl’s Garden. Today is Thanksgiving Day in the US. Families gather at the Thanksgiving table. It is the busiest holiday of the year as families travel Over the river and through the woods to grandmother’s house. I visited an English farm today. The Thinking Cowgirl’s farm. I came away with this flower plucked from her garden. Thank you, Sarah. May each of you find beauty and joy… Read More

A Family Business When I took the photographs of the old equipment and buildings at our concrete business several months ago, I posted most of them.   Then I realized that I had talked about the business, but I didn’t do it in a way that tells you what it represents to me. I hope this post tells you something about me that I believe is essential to who I am. When people… Read More

A MOTHER’S KEEPER For a long time, I’ve wanted to have a place to put photographs.  Just odd photographs that don’t fit into my blog.  The other night, I decided to create a drop-box file for my favorite photographs.  About two-o’clock in the morning, I hastily created The Fuzzy Foto.  If you’re interested, I’ll be dropping my fuzzies and an occasional sharp one into the Fuzzy Foto box.   My mother’s urn… Read More

I have been toying with the idea of showing you our concrete manufacturing plant.  The problem is where to start.  Do I tell you the story of how it came to be?  Do I tell you what it is now?  How to do it?  I will just start somewhere and ramble on as a thought about it pops into my head.  I spent the better part of my life in this business…. Read More

Boy’s Sugah Mama I haven’t talked much about Boy’s mother.  She is the best mother I ever knew.  Maybe it’s because she’s a smart and funny and kind-to-the-bone woman.  She wanted Boy badly.  She was thirty-six years old when he was born.  She spent the last two months before he was born lying on the sofa.  It was a difficult time, but she was determined to have that Boy.  It isn’t just… Read More

The Blind Squirrel did not find an acorn today.  Well, he found some, but he was too distracted by his own thoughts to pay proper attention.  He is sad.  He knows in his heart that his old friend is going away on her own adventure without him.  She is a good girl.  Yes, that’s what he will remember.  She is a good girl. He promises himself that he won’t remember the way… Read More