A lazy morning checking out the work of…

Schuyler Samperton

Fun Indeed!

 

 

You can see more of her portfolio here.

Happy Sundaying.

So maybe…

Or maybe not.

We are leaving for Europe in a few weeks.

Not the Europe you often think of…or I often think of

but a more “Baltic” form.

Actually we will be visiting three different countries

and would LOVE to know how best to really see them.

Inhale them.

Wanna play?

Wanna guess?

And if you can guess….wanna give some insider tips?

Purty please? Cherry on top.

Habitat lamp find for Father’s Day….

We have a room in the casa

that has been relegated to the office. His office.

I found a fantastic lamp the other day….well not the whole lamp. The base was blah…but the shade was a keeper

Heavy made of brass…shiny inside.  Dusty out.

I paired it with a hatless base

also from habitat….it was hanging out in the garage up to no apparent good.

Voila…Happy Father’s Day.

wait…

We also found these great think madmen Old fashioned glasses for the Dad.

Okay, friend, name your poison….

Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before.  ~Mae West

Singing in the shower….

You either do

or …you don’t.

BUT…Singing in an outdoor shower

is a whole other proposition altogether.

Jane Coslick’s polky-dot shower here

I feel a song coming on…

Photos from Pinterest

Life lessons…from a horse.

Attending births is like growing roses. You have to marvel at the ones that just open up and bloom at the first kiss of the sun but you wouldn't dream of pulling open the petals of the tightly closed buds and forcing them to blossom to your time line. ~Gloria Lemay, Midwife.

I am allowed the privilege….responsibility… honor and sanctity of attending births.

Usually human.

And while it is on my bucket list to attend…or rather, be witness to…a horse birth.

I never seem to make it.

And in the end, that is perfect.

I am convinced they do it better without an audience.

I’m quite convinced we do to.

This early morning I missed another beautiful birth of a friends mare…by minutes…maybe an hour.

They didn’t need us at all.

Little man…Marengo… has a strong and beautiful road ahead of him.

To Life!