Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in.
Henry David Thoreau
June, and I'm now getting to my May Scavenger Hunt. So it goes sometimes. Without further adieu.
The May List:
|A Matisse Cut-out|
|My grandfather was a Swedish Covenant minister. He used this bowl for baptisms.|
|I bought this in Venice and carried it around and home in my backpack. Whenever my friend, Kris, comes to my house, she turns it over so she can't see it. It scares her. She says she never would have babysat at my house.|
|I drove this beast for 11 years. 160,000 miles. Had a lighter blue one for 120,000 miles before that. Drove those three boys everywhere from baseball practice to the Field of Dreams to Lambeau Field. One time we were headed for Grand Lake, Colorado and it died 1/4 mile from the summit of Trail Ridge Road. I don't know if you've ever been on Trail Ridge Road, but not a really good place to vapor lock. Why we were up there in a bus with 150,000 miles on it -- well, why not? After a few minutes rest, my husband patted the dashboard and it started. Figured it we got to the top, we could roll all the way back to Texas. Made it back just fine and got 10,000 more miles out of it before donating it. Youngest son got to drive it to school his senior year. He loved it.|
|The new frame for our entrance to the cabin. My husband has put in over a 100 hours painting and setting it. Almost done.|
|There should not be an apostrophe in The Andersons. Gotta fix that one of these days.|
|My Ribbon Box. I use them as pagemarkers for the journals I make.|
Whatever I Want
|The Magnolia trees were blooming last month. So pretty and the blossoms only last a day.|
Okay, thinking I best get started on June.