Whirlwind becoming a breeze??

The past two weeks have been a whirlwind, soon to become a gentle breeze after this upcoming weekend. Obviously, I remain ever hopeful for that idyllic life! Long summer days, lounging on the deck, basking in the fresh mountian air, soaking up some rays, reading great novels. Ah! My intention, my own personal participation in the blog, is to post something of interest daily. Being gone for a week and then making up for lost time this past week…well, the best laid plans…. Whew! I guess it doesn’t hurt, every once in a while, to be reminded of why I can’t groom a full-schedule five days a week. Productivity goes way down after Day Three. Not to mention the wear-and-tear on the ol’ body. This weekend I’ll be spending time with friends at dog shows in Eagle, Colorado while my husband holds down the fort here at home. Look for lots of new posts next week, including the awesome photos and dog updates some of you have sent.
I currently have the settings of the blog set so anyone can post, which is the way I’d prefer to keep it. Yesterday, the first spam was posted. As administrator, I am able to remove those posts, which I promptly did along with reporting it to the blog host. If spam becomes an issue, I may have to adjust the settings.
You may have noticed the graphics next to each Recent Comment link. I’ve learned that’s called an avatar, in blog lingo. Obviously, there’s a way for each of you to have an avatar. As soon as I have time to figure it out, I’ll let you know and you’ll have the option of using your own photo, a photo of something you like or remaining a white figure in a gray box.

Back from Nebraska

Rick and I are back home in Colorado from our mid-west road trip. We took only back roads, with the exception of the final four hours back into Denver. It was green, green, green. This photo was taken at my sister Lori’s house. The beautiful garden in the background sits in front of the old horse barn. My  nephew’s two-year old daughter Elise is catching the bubbles. A clematis climbs each end of the clothesline. It captures some of the simple things I cherish about where I grew up.

For those that asked, the house was built in 1880. While it was being built, the family lived in a sod house, built into a hill on the property. One of these days, I’ll put together a photo tour and share it with you. The house has been in our family since 1960. Lori and Ron have done a spectacular job of refurbishing the house, paying attention to each and every detail that made it a Farm House. I am so glad they undertook the project, not only because of my own memories but because farm houses are becoming scarce.

A cool house..

While Julie, Ginny, Vickie and Tammy are showing dogs this weekend, I’m with my family, celebrating my nephew’s marriage. My grandparents moved into this house in the early sixties. After grandpa died, grandma moved into ‘town’ and we moved into the farmhouse. Mom expanded her grooming business and opened a boarding kennel. There was also more room for dogs! After mom died, my sister and her husband moved in and renovated the house, keeping it authentic, yet with modern ammenities.