Last night I dreamt of my brother Carl. We were young again, he was the happy little boy I remember and love. We were at my Granny’s house, a place where we were loved unconditionally, a place we felt safe, a place we thought was heaven. The summer’s day was warm, the breeze tousled our… Continue reading To Camp or Not To Camp
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Summery Days
Yesterday the weather was wonderful, sunny, warm, a light breeze, couldn’t ask for better. Attila finished the transplanting, it makes the front of the house look more finished, prettier. I spent my day trying to get the smell of mildew out of the backing on the naugahyde cushion bottoms. These are the original 1977 cushions,… Continue reading Summery Days