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Fergie the wonder vizsla
Zingo Bingo! Anyone?
"Buchta" January 10, 1999 - November 12, 2008
Death is beautiful when seen to be a law, and not an accident - It is as common as life. ~Henry David Thoreau, 11 March 1842, letter to Ralph Waldo Emerson
Sometimes you just need a different view
Some Pigs!
Best of Show Eggs
2009 Saginaw County Fair
About Me
- Mechelle
- As a child I would sit on my hands, palm side up, to try to get the sticky off them. This was especially important to do after eating an orange. Then in the next breath I would pour Elmer's glue all over my palm, spread it thinly, and wait for it to dry. Once it was dry I would carefully peel it off and then bury it in the flower pot outside. I've learned to use soap and warm water, my oldest son has a fascination with glue, I still can't find pants that "fit", I would like to burn all socks and bras (except of course those that I wear to run), and if I didn't run everyday I would need to be medicated, heavily, with either Prozac or chocolate. Then I really would have a difficult time finding pants that fit.
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Look how beautiful that wheat is!!! The kids look like they're enjoying themselves in the kitchen.
That is the most beautiful wheat I have ever seen! The zuccini bread looks awesome too. Go fair time!
Lady, you should sell those pretty bundles of wheat at a farmer's market or craft show or something! I'd go out and make some of my own but there is no wheat left in these parts, and soybean bouquets just don't have the same charm.
Love the shape of those loaves! I went around with a paintbrush to my squash flowers but I don't think it helped, most flowers have withered away with no fruit coming on:(
I love your farm life! Congrats on running in a skirt.
Yummy, and beautiful wheat stalk. Do you ever do any wheat weaving? I used to. It was one of those things I had to check off the list.
Peyton loves it when you post pics of Deizel. He even pretend farms with him on the floor sometimes.
The bread was delicious. I'm pleased I was able to have a piece before it was all gone (a hem - Mary!)
Hey! I can't help it if I'm a gluttonous, ravenous eater. I am Hungarian you know.
Hey! (again) How come I didn't get any?!? (is it because I'm a gluttonous, ravenous eater and you wanted someone who could slowly and gingerly savor every morsel?)
You didn't get any because I had other ravenous eaters including Seneca who will eat it for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I'll make more very, very soon and I promise to share.
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