Some plants putting out the best color to signal summer will soon end.
The doors on the side of a local church.
The bees were everywhere many had multiple bees enjoying the blossoms.
Recently I had the privilege of attending a quilt show in Peoria IL. This was held at the Riverfront Museum along the Illinois River, a beautiful background.
Here are some of the quilts from his personal collection. The video shown during the event shows how he lives with them as a part of his life on a daily basis. This was a beautiful display in a fabulous museum space.
August 15, 2022, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that uses the idea or phrase, “floppy as puppy ears.” You can be explicit or implicit with your response. What is floppy and why? It doesn’t have to be about dogs at all. Go where the prompt leads!
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Ears are not exciting, puppies tripping over their own ears are funny.
Me falling on a just mopped spot is funny, if only I don’t break a leg.
Who draws that line between funny and not?
Does the universe draw it for us or do we each have a different line?
I miss some of those people in my life who loved to laugh. The ones we just had to look at each other and we knew if something was funny.
I don’t want a puppy and it would be great to have more to laugh at in life.
The question was asked where the concept for this blog. A friend who originally had the idea took a morning walk in her yard to see what was blooming. She began by sharing the photos.
Since I am not fortunate enough to live where flowers bloom year round I hesitated to join. This summer it felt like a good time to start. Still not sure where it will go when the snow falls.🌞❄️🌞
Tractors and other antiques are a large part of this Fair. We have quite a few who bring out the antique tractors and one of the days we have a tractor parade. All the vintage tractors are started up and wind their way around the fairgrounds. Great fun for young and old alike.
My absolute favorite are the antiques. We have for many years had people bring in their family’s antiques. There are a huge variety of categories and I will share just a few for you
One of the traditions in my family was to go the day of the judging of antiques. The fairgrounds are in Woodstock, IL, the county seat also an old school small town. Most business is done around the square in the center of town and the courthouse was once located their. The park in the center of town has a bandstand for the summer concerts and the lawn hosts the farmers markets and fairs and festivals.
One of the off shoots in the square are the antique shops. The town boasts many old houses and buildings. The county fair taking advantage of the knowledge of the antique dealers uses them for judges. The judging process takes quite a while and they go through each category and tell you why one item is chosen over the others. The knowledge from the judges over the years is amazing. So I would sit there and soak up as much as
As the sign says when you are driving out, “See You Next Year.”
Recently I was able to tour a museum that was originally a mansion from the Golden Age. All my doors today are from the Driehaus Museum, 40 E Erie St, Chicago, IL. The grand front entrance gives a clue of what is inside.
The first door after the entrance doors is extremely elaborate and my photo does not do it justice. Many of the interior doors are pocket doors that appear to be intact and just not visible. The doorway that the pocket door is in is almost two feet wide.
Many of the doors that would have closed rooms off have been removed. Because this is no longer a family home and the rooms need to be open to allow visitors to travel through easily. The main floor is very much furnished as it would have been at the time, the next two floors have minimal items in them but are still quite beautiful.
The final door is very much a modern door for access and looks as if it replaces a door that would have been used by the household help but certainly does not detract from the exterior.
August 8, 2022, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about “the one who left the dress.” A 1940s-era dress still hangs in an abandoned house. Who left it and why? You can take any perspective and write in any genre. It can be a ghost story. Or not. Go where the prompt leads!
Closets are small or non-existant, most of us don’t have a lot of clothes. My sister, brother and I share a dresser, we each have one drawer and the 4th is everyone’s socks.
Except for the closet under the stairs which has some clothes that no one wears.
Who gave us those things?
Why has mama never worn this blue dress, did this belong to her sister who died after getting so sick.
Was she afraid the dress would make her sick too and she would have to move away?
The doctor said grandma is doing very well today.
From a 1 inch, the first photos to about 8 inches, the second photo, I love them all. A colleague once had a discussion about her gardens. She had grouped hers based on the colors of the blooms. On one side of her home were only white flowers and it just sounded so lovely. I can see all of these commanding space in their own garden.