Thursday, March 15, 2018

Irish Spring

Hello, Dear Friends, in honor of St. Patrick's Day, 
and the first day of spring, I have put away 
the roses of Valentine's Day in favor of 
a little 'Irish Spring'.

It's also a special anniversary for me. 
March 18th I will celebrate the start
 of my 7th year of blogging.  

Where does the time go? 

I feel so fortunate to have 'met' the sweetest, most 
creative and wonderfully interesting people through blogging. 
I've learned so many things, but most importantly
I feel privileged to share so much friendship 
with some of the kindest people on the planet. 

I've hung my banner to celebrate :) 

I've always loved the color green. 

It's such a hopeful, soothing color. 
The color of spring. 

Every year I find some new green treasures to add to my collection. 

This year I found a green glass luncheon set for four, 
complete with plates, saucers and tea-cups
in perfect condition. 

I found this Staffordshire creamer and sugar bowl, too. 

The goblets were last year's find. 

I also found these St. George, bone china mugs from England.

I found these at The Pink Rose Cottage

They fit perfectly here...... 

and work so well with my everyday china. 

This vintage needlework hangs above my coffee pot. 
It states, 'Glory in each morning'.
I painted the ugly, brown frame, green. 

I was with my dear Mother when I found this
many years ago. 
We loved to go to flea markets together. 

I had no idea the day that I started my blog, that my 
Mother would never get to read it. 

She passed away suddenly just a week later. 
My dear Father left us a year after that
after battling Alzheimer's for nearly a decade. 

Some days it was the kind encouragement of my readers 
that kept me going........


I crocheted the shamrocks a few years ago. 
I wish I had used a brighter green. 
Oh, well! 

I painted and stenciled the rolling kitchen cart 
last spring. 

This vase reminds me of my Grandmother,
Beatrice Euphemie.

It would be something she might like, I think.
It was certainly her era - 1940's, when
she was a young wife and mother.

Maybe she would keep it full of flowers from her garden.
Perhaps lilac, gladiola or geranium;
 flowers that I remember in her gardens when I was a little girl.

I can still hear her yelling down to me and my sister from the front porch,
"You can play where you like as long as you stay out of my flowers!"

Do you have childhood memories of a loved one's special garden?

I love vintage crochet pot-holders, especially in green :)

This vintage runner has a sweet, crocheted edge. 

I found it at Pam's Etsy shop.
You can find her shop on her lovely blog, Virginia Retro.

More vintage potholders hang out by the stove. 

My daughter, Jennie made the shelf with drawers 
in a school wood-working shop. 
Not bad for a girl who was afraid of power tools! 
I love its charming imperfections. 

Ramblin' Man gifted me with the pale green tea-kettle 
for Christmas. 

Tiny landscape paintings and vintage cooking untensils
bring in a wee more green :) 

The solid green teapot was a gift from my sweet Sis-in-law. 


The tiny drawers hold tea and spices. 

A painting with a cottage scene. 

Irish lace. 

Simple vintage stitching with its original 1940's 'blonde' frame.

Speaking of dogs.....
Whitey Bear looks out at the thin spring sunshine. 

Kai prances by. 

A 'garden folly' that I found at the 
Northwest Flower and Garden Show. 
Don't even ask me what it is.....
I just knew it would be perfect right here :)

You can see that the wild plum is starting to bloom,
(on the left) 
while we still have snow in the mountains.
The bears are coming out of hibernation. 
They announced it on the local news, 
complete with video of a big, black bear 
walking through someone's pretty back yard
to get to the bird feeder. 

One of the reasons I stopped feeding the birds. 

We are flirting with warmer temperatures,
 in the 50's and 60's during the day now, 
but the nights remain cold - near freezing. 

So while I wait for things to 'green up' outside, 
I will have to be content with a bit of 'Irish Spring' inside. 

Happy St. Patrick's Day, dear Friends!
And Happy Spring!  

An Irish Blessing for you! 


Wednesday, March 14, 2018

A Sad Farewell

Hello, Dear Friends, I'm sorry that I have not been around
much, recently. 
You see, we have lost a sweet part of our family, 
my little 'Grand-pup', Weenie Baby.

Those of you who have followed my blog for a while, 
know that Weenie Baby and her 'sister', Peanut, 
were frequent guests here when my daughter, 
Jennie had to travel.

They were such a big part of my life.
They were my daughter's family.
She is beyond sad. 

We lost little Peanut a year ago, nearly to the day. 

At that time, during the sad days that followed, 
I kept Weenie Baby for a few weeks. 

They had been together for 11 years, since they were 
6 weeks old, and were never apart.

Jennie even had to take them to the Veterinarian's
office together, when either of them needed care.
They couldn't be separated.  

Fate was kind, and shortly thereafter,
 my daughter met the love of her life.

Soon, Weenie Baby had a new companion, Buddy.

For the last year of her life, she was pampered 
and loved by Jennie, Steve, and his two 
darling daughters. 

Even though Weenie Baby was 12 years old, 
and had lived a good life, it is always 
so hard to say goodbye. 

She was a good-nature'd little soul, and got along 
with most everyone. 

Here she is with Whitey Bear, waiting for a treat.

And playing outside.

With Champ, our Border Collie that is now
with her and Peanut on the other side of
the Rainbow Bridge.

We so enjoyed our little walks together.......

Every day was a new adventure :)

When we welcomed Kai into our lives,
Weenie Baby (and Peanut) loved him, too.

Her favorite past-time was digging for critters :)

She would dig big holes in 'Gramma's' yard, 
but just seeing the joy and enthusiasm on her 
little face made me happy, too.  

They loved coming to 'Gramma's' house and 
they would put up such a fuss until they were on their way :)

They followed me everywhere I went.
Here they are helping me water my flowers on the deck.

Being small, Weenie Baby liked to be up high to get a better view!

She always slept under the covers and I would tuck her into
her favorite place on the sofa whenever she had a sleepover.

Here she is just after Peanut left us.

It took a while for her to regain her joy in life once more.

She started going gray........

But she still loved taking walks with 'the boys',
 Whitey Bear and Kai.

She was so tiny, and blended in so well with the landscape,
that I had to keep a close watch on her, but she never went far.

She never lost her love of digging..
This photo was taken just this past November.

Although she was tiny, she has left a big hole
in our hearts.

We're going to miss you, sweet little one.

Please wait for us on the other side.


"Once you have a wonderful dog, a life without one,
is a life diminished"

- Dean Koontz, Author -

"You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you,
they will be there long before any of us"

- Robert Louis Stevenson -


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