Monday, June 20, 2022

Good Ole Summertime

I thought it was time to sit down and blog. I wish that I had something earth shattering to tell you about. Life has been pretty normal. I have been reading and visiting the library. Do you know it still makes me feel as happy going to the library as it did the first time my Mom ever took me to check out books? 

We are going to Tucson to visit our daughter and her family soon. I am so excited to get to see them. It feels like forever. One of my grand daughters loves the books about Ramona and Beezus by Beverly Cleary.  This last week at the library, I checked out Ramona books. I wanted to be able to tell my grand daughter and ask her questions about Ramona. I have always loved children's fiction. In fact, I would say some of the best books I have ever read are children's fiction. Elisabeth Enright, Ralph Moody, L.M. Montgomery. I just look at my book shelves, and I see Laura Ingalls Wilder and Meindert DeJong. I could go on and on, but reading children's fiction is like climbing up on my favorite tree, and sitting high up in its branches and looking down from my perch while deeply living in another world, with the sound of the wind in the leaves and having that vacation to another place, with friends who shaped my life.


 I have been making my way though Rosamund Pilcher books this summer. I am reading some of her short stories that originally were published in Good Housekeeping. Very nice, simple stories about nice people. 

The other night I decided to do a google search on my grandparents. Its amazing the things that are on the web now. I found this picture last night.


This is my grandparents. I never in my whole life have seen this picture. It was uploaded by someone who I did not know, nor have I ever heard of. That is my grandfather, he is holding my uncle and my grandmother is holding my Mom. That house I believe is my great, great grandparents. I still think my grand father is one of the nicest looking man I ever saw. 

I think this is the house in that picture. My grandmother wouldn't have been born yet and my great, great grandpa is still alive in the picture. On July 14, 1919 he was trying to get the hay in before a thunderstorm hit. As he was going through a fence, lighting struck and traveled down the fence and hit him as he touched the wire. He was killed and when I would visit my great grandmother as a kid, on her dressing table was the change that had been in his pocket with his glasses all welded together. I would pick them up and look at them every time I visited. She lived next door to my grandmother who lived next to us, so I was always in and out of their houses. Which now with my grand children living in different states, I really see how wonderful it was to have my grandparents and great grandparents in my life. 

Lighting like that. Here in California, we never experience weather like they do in the rest of the country. So hopefully when I get to Tucson, it will be monsoon time and I might get to see a little weather. 

I hope as I look around google I will be able to find some more pictures, I have found the graves so now if I went on a search I would know where people are buried. I would like to go visit some of the graves of my greats. 

I hope that this is a great week for you. I hope to get some hooking done this week. I wish you all the best. 


 “The crickets felt it was their duty to warn everybody that summertime cannot last for ever. Even on the most beautiful days in the whole year - the days when summer is changing into autumn - the crickets spread the rumor of sadness and change.” "Charlotte's Web, E.B. White"

(Every night now, we sit outside to hear the crickets song, before we go to bed, to be reminded of the beauty of a summer night in June.) K.

Friday, June 3, 2022

Happy June

 Happy June! 

I love it when summer gets here! I love all of the fresh fruit and the summer flowers. I love how it is warm in the morning and having coffee outside just as the sun peeks over the mountains. My very favorite though, is school getting out. I remember how much fun it was taking my kids with me to run errands and now I am so happy that the young mother's that live around me don't have to get up at the crack of dawn to take kids to school. 

I know maybe you might not have noticed but I was missing for awhile. Google said I violated the terms of service. They locked my blog down and I couldn't get to it. I know that if you have read my blog for awhile, I work really hard trying not to be political or say or write anything else. As I looked around I found that they had changed it so they can see what I watch on You Tube. I do watch political things on there and I made sure  I changed it so they didn't monitor that, but I am sure now they watch what I say on my Gmail. So I guess there are bots that catch words that might be politically incorrect.

Freedom of speech and thought police are real. We are not only living 1984 but also Brave New World. 

We painted our guest bathroom and put in new flooring last week. I was so excited that I have no projects this weekend.

Just fun stuff like weeding the garden and getting back to Magdalena's Goat. I took a little break to work on this rug. Now I have to bind it. Its a cute rug and its been a fun project. 

Our youngest son proposed to Belle this week. She said yes! So the last one of the six will be married. 

I am so thrilled. I feel really blessed. 

 I thought this was a cute picture of them. Her life will never be boring. I just loved this picture. 


My cactus bloomed last week. The flowers only last one day. I missed taking of the other two, but for the first time there are a second set of blooms so hopefully I will catch them this time. 

I hope you have a lovely weekend. I am so glad summer is here. Since I got my blog taken down, 

I am going to post this picture, just because. 

It tickled me. So if they take me down, at least it will be because I posted something worth taking down.

Hopefully, my blog will stay up, but if I do end up being taken down, you will know why. 


“Happiness is making the most of what you have, and riches is making the most of what you've got.”
 Rosamunde Pilcher, The Shell Seekers