Palooza

A random word, uttered by a 5 year old. Palooza. How he knew it or why he decided to utter it remains a mystery.

Six on Saturday Spring Day Version

Snow melting

Children’s delight

Flowers flourishing

Bernie

6WS post Spring ’24

Six word Saturday spring of ’24

March Madness Indeed

March Madness indeed if the white out on the calendar is any indication. Then add in the white out that happened outside when the lion of March threw up at us and whoa…

Surrounded

I sit, surrounded by the past, burning the midnight oil. I am enthralled and a bit gobsmacked.

Treasured Heirlooms

I have been “quietly” in the background writing and researching away on family history and stories. A lot of the prompts from the #52ancestorsin52weeks haven’t appealed to me (or I’ve lacked time to do it justice), but this week’s “heirloom” certainly does.

Everyday Gramma

Life of an everyday gramma

Tiny toys on pianos

A highchair in the corner

“Dolly” on the big bed

Snow pants on the hook

Fingerprints on windows

Hot chocolate and cold check kisses

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Blessed to the max

They opened the door

To my heart

Which grew in size

To hold the love

Bernie

Home again home again jiggety jig

Home again home again jiggety jig. And like usual, it feels so good!

The window of origin

I could definitely write about windows. I’ve perhaps even muttered here about cleaning all 31 of them spring and fall (but oh how I love a clean window). I could find pictures galore of window or the view from windows, but I’m heading in a different direction.

Leave no trunk unopened

Sometimes, you find things you didn’t know you were looking for. The bonus  of rabbit holes.