The good/bad old days

Now I know we all have the horrid pictures of what we actually looked like back in the day as my daughter would say. But have you done this to yourself yet? I graduated in 1977 but this 1974 creation is pretty dang close to what I looked like at some point in high school.…

A Swingin' Little Tune

Here’s a really fun little ditty that my friend Pam emailed me. Now let’s all sing along!![youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZJW67YfLWgs&hl=en&fs=1] var gaJsHost = ((“https:” == document.location.protocol) ? “https://ssl.” : “http://www.”);document.write(unescape(“%3Cscript src=’” + gaJsHost + “google-analytics.com/ga.js’ type=’text/javascript’%3E%3C/script%3E”)); var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker(“UA-xxxxxx-x”);pageTracker._trackPageview();

Hittin' the road

We’re taking our lavender stand on the road again. Memphis and the Pink Palace this time around. What knitting am I taking you ask? Ozark Autumn will go along for the ride, along with llama yarn for some necessary swatching. var gaJsHost = ((“https:” == document.location.protocol) ? “https://ssl.” : “http://www.”);document.write(unescape(“%3Cscript src=’” + gaJsHost + “google-analytics.com/ga.js’…

Endless

There is never enough time to do everything I want. There are endless projects I want to knit, books to read, places to visit, people to meet… Reading Anais Nin’s Diary over coffee at breakfast (while holding it at full arm’s stretch because I left my reading glasses in my knitting bag) I want to…

Run Faster – Jump HIgher!

While in Tahlequah this week we stopped in the shoe store for me to buy a new pair of trainers to wear in the field. Which I did. But I also saw a pair of PF Flyers! Remember them? Chris tried to tell me they were not as cool as Converse. He completely didn’t get…

A trio of random ramblings….

Notes from my journal. 11 June 2008 – farmTonight I sat on the porch in a rocker as dry and gray as our barn. The caning was brittle and tattered, but it had a smooth rocking motion that would quiet a fussing baby or an anxious spirit. I was neither, just a woman satisfied with…