O Christmas Tree!

Our lovely white pine!

A Couple of things I've made . . .

 A few projects I have finished in the last couple of months (that I actually took the time to photograph)

Tea Cozy I made for my mom for Christmas.

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Gull Wing socks made for me!

Pretty, pretty, huh?

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Candelabra Socks made for me, too!

Ummm . . . pretty, pretty, too, huh?

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Chevron Scarf

Guess I'm making a lot for me lately, but I promise I'm working on a couple of other projects for other people, too!

This is just not one of them.  Ravelry link

Hello!

 

 

Rowdy running through the archway at the bottom of the cow yard.

Just a quick hello!  I should run home now and make an apple crisp for our historical society New England Pot Roast Dinner tonight.  Have a great day!!!!!!

Nobs from the old stove we pulled out of one of the out buildings on the farm.

 

The setting sun shines through some pretty fall leaves.

Been a Doing

Just some shots of what we've been a doing around here!

From front to back--Spot, Mickey, and Hook!

Looking through the arches

The rented bull-y (he really isn't a bully, he's very nice) who will be the father of next year's little calves.

The view of from the backside!

Hmmm . . . pretty flower

Get a good stretch in Norman!

"My Baaaaaaaaahnie lies over the ocean, my baaaaaaaaaaahnie lies over the sea!"  Bernie likes to sing real loud.

Fireworks

Went to the annual Fireworks show put on for our town festival.  Fun, fun, fun!  I recorded portions of the show with my phone, soooooo . . . in just in case you have been hoping to see some fireworks, here they are--not nearly as good as in person, but still, nice!

The Little Hookster

Hook asks, "Do you wish you had little horn nubs on the top of your head?  I bet you do because they'd make you look sooooooooooooooo cute"

Olden Days

I've been thinking today of way back when.  A time nearing 14-15 years ago when I went to Romania just out of high school and also after my first year of college.  I am thinking of a place called Iasi and the Casa de Copii Copou and the Casa de Copii Bucium.  I am thinking of the children I met who are full grown now, but that I will probably never see again.  I am thinking of Christi and Bogdan and Gabi and Vlad and Florin and George and Edy and Adi and so many other names that I can't even think how to spell anymore, but I am thinking of them.

At the Broken Piano--Casa de Copii Bucium July or August 1998

Don't know where you are, but still I think of you often!