Treasure Hunting

In order to have everything ready for the Spring Quilt Market which begins in a couple of days–April and I thought it might be a good idea to go…

on an antique hunt.

What fun it was to wander around finding treasures at every turn. This door knob–for instance, is the very kind that were on all the inside doors of our house in L.A. where I grew up.

Alarm clocks–the kind that you have wind…

old, non-identifiable building tools…

rolling pins…

hand crocheted doilies…

glass jewelry keepers…

and my personal favorite–this hanging birdcage.

I can’t help wondering about all these pretty things and the adventures they’ve known…

the places they’ve been…

and the lives they’ve touched.

Who were their owners and how did they feel about their world…

and what do you suppose they would think of ours?

654

Flying Away

Please forgive my delay in posting…

I’ve been a bit distracted.

This is the day my friends. My boy–my itty-bitty boy…ok, not so itty-bitty, but still–is flying far, far away. He leaves today. He’s on a plane this very minute, in fact. First he’ll land in Atlanta, Georgia, then take a zillion hour flight to Moscow, then a six hour flight to Novosibirsk (Siberia). Once he’s there, he’ll receive his assignment and depending on where that assignment is he could have up to a 30 hour train ride to his new area. I know, I know…yikes.

It’s a big day for us–at home–because he got to call me from the airport, but much bigger for him because…well…because he’s the one who gets to do it all.

He sounded good and terrifically excited to get on to the next phase of this big adventure.

I was just happy to hear his voice.

Be well and safe and brave my sweet boy–and after all the jet lag…

email your mama.

655

{ Heaven }

“Sometimes after an enjoyable family night, during a fervent family prayer, or when our entire family is at the dinner table on Sunday evening eating waffles and engaging in a session of lively, good-natured conversation, I quietly say to myself, ‘If heaven is nothing more than this, it will be good enough for me!’ “Marlin K. Jensen

Happy Mother’s Day my friends!

656

The Circus

A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from our lives.

A simple, special, memorable moment.

A moment I want to pause, savor and keep close to my heart.

If you are inspired to do the same–leave us a link in the comments.

Happy Saturday everyone!

657