Saturday, September 14, 2013

A Poem for a Squirrel

Since we're on the subject of squirrels, and it is Autumn, and apparently the squirrel(s) are still harassing Alta's yard items, I found this poem to celebrate 'the squirrel'.

His store of nuts and acorns now
The squirrel hastes to gain,
And sets his house in order for 
The winter's dreary reign.
- Joyce Cary

So, Alta, maybe your backyard is in his way....

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Monday, September 9, 2013

Charlie's Dog Lulu Comes to the Rescue!

How Cute!



Last month my Mom, Alta, went out in her backyard and found her outside cushions torn up and spread all over. The squirrels had apparently waged war on her, or her cushion stuffing.

Alta, Chester and Lulu.

Cushions are costly and she had never had problems like this with the neighborhood squirrels - although they did eat all her plums from her tree - a 'heads up' I would say! So she staged war on the squirrels - whatever that means to them!


Good Luck With That!

I think Grammie Alta's best bet is to get a Security Dog like my brother Charlie's Lulu, and have her sleep outside patrolling the backyard!

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More Frank and Theresa News...


We had Theresa's family over for dessert Saturday night and Theresa's Mom, Marianne, gave us very organized plans for Frank and Theresa's wedding, which they are hoping to have in July/August. We are so excited! Great night - great pies - and a great way to start wedding planning! 
Oh, and Liz is the Maid of Honor!


Frank and Theresa
September 2013

Monday, September 2, 2013

In the Saddle Again

Since we haven't heard from Frank and Theresa, et al, lately, I decided to do some cross stitch on my Anniversaries of the Heart sampler. I left off working on my Mom's block which has lots of potted tulips on it - eventually! I'm really liking the pinks in it once I saw them. I found several mistakes in the border flowers of the right hand upper corner, so I'll have to take those out and redo them. Here's another look at what I've done so far.


''The holiest of all holidays are those
Kept by ourselves in silence and apart;
The secret anniversaries of the heart.''
-Longfellow

My Mom's block and my sister's on the left.

The entire top row of the sampler.





The 'folks' block...I still miss them.

My Dad's block...I miss him too.


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