Blogging Update

Please note that Steve and I are having the same problem, along with several others on Blogspot.  Our blogs do not update on other blogs list.  So even though "the list" shows no action on our blogs, check us out.  You may be surprised!

DUMP RAKE

Ann and I would play on ours forever, the only thing more fun was the seed drill.

(this isn't a dump rake, but alas a substitute)

Telegram from the Past

I was doing some paper sorting tonight - the pile gets very high sometimes, and ran across the only telegram I ever got. It represents a drastic change in my life, because it meant that Dwight had obtained some jobs for me, and I would be able to go to UW instead of spending my days taking shorthand and transcribing it for the Welfare office in Cody. Thank you, Dwight, for looking out for me at a transition time in your life, too.

Hidden Treasures in the Flower Bed

As I was cleaning out the flower beds and went to pull the hollyhocks, because they never do very well where I have planted them, I found a late treasure. These are very different from Grandma's hollyhocks. So, maybe I won't pull them up and see what happens next year - they seem to keep coming back each year and maybe they will keep getting better.

THE SWEET SMELL OF SUCCESS

The only thing missing is the John Deere with the manure fork. I swore dad loved doing this on Saturday morning so that we could all enjoy it.

Antique Baby Spoon

This baby spoon is a far cry from the soft, padded "first" eating utensils that I have seen the babies in the family use now. So who all used this treasure?

JUST LIKE PENROSE

I doubt that any of you have forgotten this contraption but thought that you would like to know that there are dozens of these still in use in western NY by the Amish. Mary Lynn and I love to go to this area especially in the fall. There are so many things about their way of life that are similar to the way we grew up. There is more to come.

Dad and the Marquetry Society of America

Dad made so many beautiful marquetry pictures in his lifetime, and people constantly admire the ones that I have hanging in my home. However, he suffered from an inferiority complex and uncertainty about how his work stacked up against other marquetarians. He subscribed to the "Fine Woodworking" magazine, and invariably, moaned about how his work was not good enough. However, he did join the marquetry society of America, and I am the proud recipient of his membership pin. Good memories of the few years that we worked together! (The above plaque was also made into a small picture - Mother named it "Holy Night" - don't know if that was the original pattern's name or not, but it's very appropriate.