Sunday, February 19, 2017

No more snow pictures this year.................

Time for color.  I know these are from the archives but I thought
you might need some color, too.
I ran across a couple quotes I love -"to begin begin".  (author
unknown)  and "Inspiration comes, but it must find you
working' -Picasso, and my all time favorite - 'Let us then
be up and doing' - Longfellow

Blessings,    

Wednesday, February 8, 2017

I'm breathing a sigh of relief tonight. I had been holding my breath because the old chicken house (shown in the background) was in danger of collapsing from the huge amount of snow on the roof.  Although they are newer the patio roof and carport also had a lot of snow on them.  Today I was blessed with all of them being cleaned off.  Whew!  We have received so much snow this winter and it's still snowing. This is pretty unusual even for Wyoming.  Several times since before Christmas I've been snowed in.  I keep telling myself when it's 105 degrees I'm going to miss this snow and cold weather.  That's the topic of conversation here, and now we're wondering what's going to happen when it melts.  I guess we'll find out.  Hope all is good with you.  Blessings, Diane

Thursday, January 26, 2017

We just can't resist........

.....sky pictures, can we?  This was an older one but one of my favorites.  You know how fast the sky changes.  I chased this one down.  I saw it and had to have it so I grabbed my camera and hurried down the street as fast as I could over a half block on solid ice.  I was rewarded, though, it turned out glorious I thought.   Diane

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

White Space.............

I'm sure you saw it.  A saying on pinterest which read It's in the white space the magic happens.  I know what that means, it's a beautiful thought and one to inspire.  

However it also made me think of the conditions here.  White.  Cold.  Stay inside.  This is a picture after our next to last snowstorm.  White.  

Staying inside takes a few days of reading and doing things on the computer and then I began to get a little bored of that.  Then the magic happens.  I go to my back studio, the sewing machine awaits with some unfinished projects.  No, not mending, ideas that I started, gifts, some wild pillowcases.  In my art nook it looks like a "cyclone struck" as my grandma used to say.  Ideas, more half finished projects, things to try out, things that are waiting for a certain piece that I don't have.  

A then I sit down and finish one or two.  And that's where my magic happens.          

Have a beautiful day.                          Diane

Saturday, December 24, 2016

Merry Christmas...........

Hoping that you have a very Merry Christmas filled with peace and comfort and joy.

                                                       Blessings,    Diane

Sunday, December 18, 2016

Snowbound............

And cold bound.  Christmas will soon be here and we have a wind chill factor of -37 degrees.  I'm sure it will be warming up so I can finish the things I want to do.  They are suggesting that we stay off the highways and even the streets and you know that everyone who is out there serving us is facing this bitter cold, too.  Knowing that this was coming I stocked up but wouldn't you know, I decide I need the darndest things......like powdered sugar.   It's different being stuck inside and friends are wonderful.

Last weekend my family from Billings were down for an early Christmas.  It was great having them here but they traveled here and back on icy roads.  This is proving to be an exceptional winter here in Wyoming and a lot of the country.

It was fun having them here.  Although Rascal loves the kids whenever there was a lot of noise he would howl.  This is my son-in-law Perry and Emerson.  Lots of fun.


Everytime I read a new post from you it's a gift to me and my life.  I wish you the Merriest Christmas  and may it be a beautiful one for you and your family.         Blessings,       Diane

Thursday, December 1, 2016

Odds and Ends.........

This is a picture of my brother, Mike, and his little grandson ice fishing.  Sometimes I forget he's a grandfather because he will always be my little brother.  His birthday is on Christmas Eve.
 Tatum, my great-grandson, he's almost 8.  He's standing alongside the Yellowstone River.  I love this boy - he's very kind and thoughtful as well as he loves sports and scouts.  I wish I was a little closer in miles.  We live about 120 miles apart.
 A photo I snapped at the vet's office.  The girl on the left works there, it's a busy place with three vets.  The cat on the counter is the boss.
I may have posted this before but I'm posting it again because it makes me laugh.  Hope it will make you laugh, too.  I call it little puff butt.

Best love to you today.  Diane