Happy 90th!
Started out right away this morning on my manure project. The side of the barn went from this:
![Manure](http://www.maeryrose.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/Manure-225x300.jpg)
The cake was scrumptious!
Started out right away this morning on my manure project. The side of the barn went from this:
The cake was scrumptious!
I went to a play on Thursday called “The Scottsboro Boys” at the Guthrie in Minneapolis. First we went to the Kindee Thai Restaurant. I had the Drunken Noodle, which was fabulous! I didn’t know the Scottsboro boys story until I looked it up before going to the play. I had the feeling the play…
I realized that what frightened Luke on the trail was not what he saw. It was what was out of site and unknown. It’s the same for me. The broader I can make my view of the world, the less there is to fear.
My brain is so full that it’s hard to sort through it all and write a blog post. Usually, around the first of the year, I take some time to reflect on the previous year and ponder what I might want to do differently in the future. It’s not so much a time of making…
I took Luke to the park this morning. This time it’s Luke that has the happy feet. I’m not sure why I went with the lime green wraps. I think it was another one of those color purchases where I was thinking about being visible to hunters and not being mistaken for a deer. I…
Each morning puts a man on trial and each evening passes judgment. -Roy L. Smith I’ve been screwing up a lot lately – in my thoughts, words, and actions. I didn’t use the word “deeds” as it sounded very much like a Catholic confession. I’d like to be a certain unchangeable person on the inside,…
Thanks everyone for your comments on my post on Willow. One of my nieces read it and told me that she put her deceased dog’s tags on her keychain because he loved to ride with her everywhere she went. I wish Willow would have had dog tags because that’s a really good idea. And my…
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Great job on the poop scoop!
Happy Birthday to your Aunt Fran!
Poop, poop, poop – good job!
Caring Bridge sounds like an awesome idea. But, it sounds like your friend D is going through hell – I’m sending my thoughts.