I was going to post my lasted finished quilt, but no good lighting today. So instead I'll take you for a trip down memory lane.
This week I've been helping mom and dad around the house, painting mostly. Above is where I spent my childhood. I'm standing halfway down the drive. Long walk in the snow and rain to catch the school bus! So much has changed.
Here's the view from what was my bedroom and is now mommas sewing room. My dad and I planted these walnut trees that were no bigger than a pencil when we planted them , there are 50 of them that line the property.
This old broken down wagon could also be seen from my bedroom. Back in the day it was functional. Many an afternoon was spent in this wagon pretending to be Laura Ingalls from Little House on the Prairie.
If you look closely you can see the green and red paint.
There was no cable TV, no game systems, no Internet, all we had was our imagination. Mom and dad still live fairly simple, still no cable and no Internet, they don't even have caller ID on their land line phone!
Things certainly have changed over the years. The blackberry and grape vines have been taken over by mulberry trees.
Nothing but a brush pile where the one acre veggie garden used to grow, and this is where I learned to drive.
Only a few trees left in the orchard that dad planted 3 yrs after moving here.
His old truck that he bought when I was about 8 still sits in the drive.
It only seems like yesterday that he built this shed from wood skids ...now its about to fall apart.
So nice to walk around the property and reminisce...
As a little girl I loved milkweed...pulling the soft seeds out and letting them fly in the wind.
Kids today don't know what they're missing.