It Finally Happened

After weeks of overcast rainy weather,
the clouds parted....today is beautiful!

Happy 4th of July!

If you go to Jeff Bridgman's site you can find a wonderful assortment of antique flags. It's so interesting to see how the design of the American flag has changed over the years with the addition of another state. Happy 4th of July everyone!

Attic and Barn

Today I was at my granddad's old house. My granddad passed away a few years ago at 100 years of age. His children are in the process of cleaning out his house. So today I went up to visit and poke around in the attic and barn. When I was 12 or so, a cousin and I went up to the attic above the shed and poked around. We went down to talk to Granddad and asked him if we could have some of the old stuff up there. Granddad replied with a grin, "You can have anything you want up there, dear!" Things didn't mean a lot to him. He was happy to share with my cousin and I....and perhaps happy to see some of it go! Who knows who it belonged to? Some family members from years back, or previous owners?

So my cousin and I took a pack of post-its and went to claim our prizes, labeling an old chair, a sewing machine, a baby carriage. One of my aunts was telling me that my name is still on a couple of items in the shed. Here's what we saw back then, and it's pretty much the same today....

That my name is still on items
is a testament to the power of post-its,
because it's 35 years later.

Anyway, while I was walking down memory lane
and looking at the stuff there, I noticed the light coming in ---
through the stained glass windows of the front sitting room...

through the windows of the attic....

through the windows in the shed...

through the doors of the barn ...

It was beautiful.

It wasn't the stuff
that reminded me of Granddad.
The light reminded me of Granddad.
He brought light with him wherever he went.
And if I carry that within me, Granddad's there, too.

Our Lives Will Change Forever

For a family that has never had a dog, our lives are soon to change forever. This week the breeder assigned puppies to families, and this is our puppy, who up until now has been called "Miss Lavender." My son said she looks like a street dog, but her fur will get longer and not so much in the standing up style. So now we're thinking up names for the puppy...and I'm walking through the house saying over and over, "See that _____ on the floor? You can't leave that on the floor when we have the puppy."

One of my sister-in-laws has offered to dog-sit for us if we need it. That's nice.