Life with a puppy:
6:30 a.m. Puppy yawning loud enough to wake the whole house,
6:35 turn on hallway light so I can dodge any wet spots on way to let puppy out
6:40 tug of war between puppy and me for my bra
6:45 break up fight between Pip and puppy for sqeaky toy
7:00 break up fight between Pip and puppy for sqeaky toy
7:20 get puppy off of cat
7:25 separate ferret and puppy because ferret grabbed puppy by the lip (don't feel bad for ferret! It's revenge for puppy dragging ferret around by the tail.)
7:35 puppy knocks over dust pan & broom trying to chase cat

I had a very unsettling shock. As I’ve mentioned before, we’ve been getting the old farm house cleaned out over the past two years because it’s falling down, and it was time to get in there and save what we could. A lot of stuff we just put in rubbermaid boxes and put in the trailer house or I bought them back and put them in my basement. Yesterday when I went down there to get some more amaryllis bulbs, I grabbed some small boxes and bought them up to look through them.

One box had sympathy cards from 1949, and it took a while to figure out they were from when my older brother was born. He was born severely deformed and live just a short while after birth.

The next box I opened was much worse. There was a billfold and a bank book, both charred, and a small box with charred coins and metal buttons and clasps. They were from my Dad. He was killed in a farming accident when I was 14 months old, out plowing and the tractor turned over on him and caught fire. My mother never went through the billfold. There were still photos of my two older sisters, his driver’s license, and some half burned papers still in it.

All I can think about is how horrible it must have been for Mom. She deserved so much better of a life than she had, and it’s my firm belief that she will get that life after the resurrection.

Another frigid day today. My fingers were just numb after coming in from doing chores. If I were rich, I’d have a heated barn, and a heated garage with a skid loader for hauling hay. In my dreams, sigh.

Goofy cat photo, Peaches and S.C. sitting on the posts staring at each other.

My amaryllis bulbs are just gorgeous this year! Here’s another shot of a double petaled one,

And this one is a Minerva,

And this one is the Minerva beside a HUMONGOUS Apple Blossom. The Apple Blossom measures 8 1/2” wide! And both of them have another blossom stalk coming up.

I love working with glass, but it gets so frustrating when I don’t take notes. I did this Galaxy stringer, but I can’t remember what glasses I used!

And here’s a couple of pretty Dark Auraes,

I wasn’t sure what to call this one, Wood Grain maybe?