I shot this picture of this beautiful barn at Warm Springs Ranch.
The glass is a tiny sweet celebration! The wine is sweet too and from one of Missouri’s fine wineries. The glass is old. Almost my age, six oh. There were eight of them and they were my Mom’s favorite glasses. They have rainbows dancing all around in the glass. They have been with CH and me since my Mom died. They have been moved more times than I can count. Two were broken here and there. I have searched and searched for more like them. My Mom loved Christmas, and while I have no trouble remembering her, it’s just special to hold these glasses at Christmas and know that she enjoyed a sweet sip out of them too. A sweet celebration for her. She is laughing right now, I know. And I can hear her voice….”Merry Christmas Sweets! Love ya!”
*Apologies to my friends who are reading this a second time….
More Celebrations to see!
There was some HUGE “waiting” going on at this feeder last winter when the snow had behaved badly and presented us with 19 inches of fluffy white flakes. The little Goldfinch screeching in with tail flaps down cracks me up with his birdie self. He is clueless to what awaits him……
Apparently “waiting” can cause some irritability in the feathery birdie world just as it does for us humans. I think overcrowding and “waiting” had put the two Purple Finch ladies on their last birdie brain nerve. And now clueless Goldie is coming in for a landing! Hey, cue a little Peace on Earth please!
More great photos of “Waiting” here!
My eyes smile just like yours,
At least that’s what I’m told.
Your sense of funny. Mine too!
I have your love of shoes!
You are in my heart forever.
I have become my mother. True.
Well I was “charmed” by this darling farm and the barn that actually has a smile! I see it, I know you do too And how can you not be charmed by a barn and a farm with all the building’s doors and trim painted in a dusty rose color?
I am linking to Tricia’s Barn Charm Tuesday~
Fried Mush, baby!! CH is the mush maker and cooker. Mush recipe here. But “we” use white cornmeal with lots of salt and pepper and fry it in canola oil and like it sliced a teeny more than a quarter inch thin so it’s nice and crispy. All the better to hold the “buttah” and the Amish made sorghum molasses. And no, there is not one healthy thing about mush. It’s country gourmet!
This is one of my first photos from waaaaaaaaaaaaay back. 2006. It has always been a favorite of mine. Taken with a little Nikon CoolPix on a country ramble. CH told me this morning when I told him I was going to use it for the Windows Photo Challenge that he always thought it was a picture of a dark and dreary old house. Well! I was befuddled. I have always thought of this as a sad abandoned house that is now a happy little hay barn sitting in the middle of a beautiful field of Queen Anne’s Lace. And are you ready? He’s the optimist in this little family of two. I am the pessimist. It has windows so it works for me. Dark and dreary or happy little hay barn? What say you?
Linking up to Tricia’s Barn Charm Tuesday…..
This little jewel hit our four seasons room window and knocked his little feathery self senseless. We were glad for the “opportunity” to scoop him up and keep him warm. The temps were very cool. His right birdie foot is hanging on tight. He did manage to get his birdie wits about him and flew to a small branch above the hummer feeders. We hope he recovered and had the “opportunity” to make his migration.
We have had many a low country boils on this picnic table. But, it IS broken. And rotted out too. Country Husband says it is time to break it down and send it to the burn pile. I just can’t let him do it. It is a fixture in the yard, it is the charm of country life. The Old Man’s babies use it for gymnastics to tone up those squirrelly muscles. The birds get meal worms there. Mr. Tanager and Mr. and Mrs. Bluebird sit and wait to snatch a bug from the humid country air from the edge of the top. CH says we can get a new one, it will look nicer and be easier to sit on. New is overrated. New will have no country charm. I don’t know, as I look at it in this picture, it does look a bit sad. Maybe new would be a good thing So much for country charm.
The little tree frog showed up at our four season’s porch window on hot Sunday morning and I know, I just know his little frog eyes were checking out the inside of our cool porch and wishing his little hot self could have a little porch time. I was sitting in the chair feeling just a little guilty that I had that wonderful air conditioning. I really think that frog was wanting on the other side of that window.
Worn leather halter being worn.
I’ve decided I want to blog more. Rather than just thinking about doing it, I’m starting right now. I will be posting on this blog at least once a week for all of 2011.
I know it won’t be easy, but it might be fun, inspiring, awesome and wonderful. Therefore I’m promising to make use of The DailyPost, and the community of other bloggers with similiar goals, to help me along the way, including asking for help when I need it and encouraging others when I can.
If you already read my blog, I hope you’ll encourage me with comments and likes, and good will along the way.
Sweet Days Under the Oaks