April Loves

FLOWERS* EASTER* GRANDDAUGHTERS* ART

April has been delivering colorful surprises.

Fun baskets were for the little ones.

I am still putting paint to paper in my art journal.

Olga came by and finally selected her Christmas gift of an art piece. I'm so pleased that two of my favorite angels will be treasured by this lovely person.

A short End-of-March post

My journals store many memories. 

Just recently my daughter Lauren made labels for the spines.

I like the way the years are clearly visible for quick reference.

Thanks, Lauren, for printing the labels and helping attach them.

My collection looks rather impressive now. 

 There's no doubt I enjoy painting. 

It is good for my soul.

I am very happy when someone chooses one of my paintings.

Working in the flowerbeds is another activity I enjoy. However, I don't have much success when it comes to gardening. Hopefully there will be blooms later in the spring or summer.

Houseful

 When Les and Pennee visit from Texas our house fills up fast with family. Our total was seventeen this time (Lester, Pennee, Kiera, Chloe. Lauren, Tallulah, Etta, Jo,  Gunner, Micah, Nick, Lucas, Jason, Garrett, Chance, Corkey, and Me). Our den space became crowded as we all gathered together. Their visit was short, but Pennee, her girls, and I always try to squeeze in shopping at Abandoned Antiques. Lauren and her little ones even met us there. 

Pennee and I shared photos to remember our shopping experience.  

Kiera and Chloe were wonderful with Tallulah and Etta at the store and here at home. I asked these two beauties to look my way for a photo.  

Pennee got the four girls to pose long enough for this quick photo.

Oops, someone's foot photobombed the shot! 

Five Amazing Years

Someone very special was born in March. Wow, she's already five!

Happy Birthday, Tallulah Grace!

 

Something I've Noticed

I have been blogging for a long time and have noticed that many of the blogs I once visited are no longer active. Death or health concerns have caused some to close. Every year I consider stopping my own blog.

 I've also noticed that comments have stopped. I miss those.

Oh well, everything changes. That's another fact I've noticed.

I've noticed I no longer care about certain things I once thought were so important.

Life is not an easy ride, for there are numerous bumps and spills.

However, I'm thankful for the years I've been given.

Now to show something that made me happy. One of my angel paintings has a new owner.

My art space continues to be a favorite spot.

As much as I would like to change up furniture and other accessories, most stays in the same old places. I did move a deacon bench that was my mother's from the apartment to the side door entrance.

Enjoy the gift of another week.

Belated Greeting

Hello February! Love that the snowy event is behind us. Finally patches and piles of snow are no more. Church was open on Sunday and everyone seemed very happy to be together again for worship and fellowship.

Valentine's Day is a few days away. I do very little decorating for this holiday. You may remember the items I'm about to show you from past blog entries.

I pulled out this magazine picture from my teaching days. Laminated years ago to keep it from tearing, it continues to remind me of those sweet school valentine parties.

Also years ago( when there were still dime stores) I bought this pair of figurines. It's a wonder I have not broken them. For a few days these two will be on my desk, a reminder of elementary school crushes and sweethearts. More sweetness of times gone by.

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY

Snow, Sleet, and Ice Event

 This wintry mix made me appreciate HOME where it is warm. Thankfully we didn't lose electricity. Our son Jo made sure our gas fireplaces were ready in case we needed them.

Only one time did I venture outside, and that was to walk a short distance to carry a garbage bag to the big trash bin outdoors. My old trusty snow boots came in handy.

I wish I had pretty snow pictures for this post, but the frigid cold and perilous territory right outside my doorstep dissuaded me.