Just Another Day

Second Post of the Day

Speaking of Lisa, she called me mid morning yesterday and asked if Rosie could come over while she took Nash to the vet.  Having Rosie over always means lots of activity and play time for the other dogs, but especially for Tammo.

He's jerking on the poor little toy mouse so hard that his ears are flying!

One of Rosie's strategies is to simply lie down and hang on to the toy. Like Mama was, she's built like a Mack truck and solid. It's muscle, not fat, and that little girl is STRONG.

Usually the other dog wears out after working against that dead weight for a while and gives up. Smart girl!

Speaking of dogs, my arm still looks pretty gruesome scary shocking icky. It has gotten infected so we are watching it.

At one point I drew a line around the infection boundaries but since the infection never crossed the line, I knew it was not getting worse. I washed off the line and at the moment have no plans to see my doctor. 

Despite having Rosie over, I finished the camel/elephant block print shirt. I'm really pleased with how it turned out.

The sleeves look overly long because its a 3XL and the shoulders are much wider than the hanger and thus the shoulders hang down. That makes the sleeves look like they were made for Bigfoot.

Those printing errors that looked so glaring are small and spread out across the fabric making them hard to see. I will still let interested buyers know, though.

Today's plan? An early morning walk with Craig, Tammo, and Pepper, and then heading back into the sewing room again. I got started on a 2XL trade shirt yesterday and I'd like to finish it today if I can.

Ian has a football game this evening, but the heat is so oppressive, I'm most likely going to stay home and indoors. (I wonder if they might cancel the game due to the heat?) I'm also getting ready for a visit from Sarah - she flies in tomorrow to spend Labor Day weekend with us. Can't wait!

Stay 'tooned!

Camp Tecumseh Week: Snippets

It's early Thursday morning of Camp Tecumseh week. My mornings have been starting like this:

Pepper by my side while I write, and Kate and Susie popping in to say good morning and ask questions about my collection. "This is my favorite room in your whole house, Grammy," Susie said yesterday as she arrived for our morning chat.

Honestly, there is so much happening, I don't know where to begin. Maybe some random photos?

The upstairs overlook has a family room open to the main floor below and the kids often play up there.

My guess is that someone was lying on their belly as they played and needed to stretch out their leg. Why not poke it through the bannisters? 

Miss Rosie has proven to be a big hit with the family - she is a firecracker, loves everyone, and makes us all laugh.

She is fascinated by mirrors and the television.

The other dogs are very tolerant of her as she learns boundaries (Good boy, Henry!)

but they like her and especially enjoy playing with her. (Good boy, Nashie! Although you do realize that that's Rosie's bed you climbed into, right??)

Tammo and Henry taking a break with Lisa after playing hard together. 

Craig and Cole wound up their trip to Maine with a stop at Gettysburg and then returned home to join the rest of us.

After a day of camp and various family activities (kayaking down the Wildcat, pickle ball, dog walking, and more), we gather in the evening for dinner. 

A family favorite is apple crisp, so I made a big pan one evening for us all.

We also celebrated Cole's birthday.

Using his brand new ax to "cut" his cake. 

In the evening, we've been watching the World Cup and playing games in what the grands have started calling "the game room." Honestly, they're right - we do play far more games in there than we dine!

This photo may look puzzling, but to me it is a treasure. I'd lost badly at a card game and was stretching across the dining game room table to hand in my cards. 

Both Curt and Cole reached over and grabbed my hands in consolation. Thanks, guys. (I will beat you next time! LOL)

Finally, I may have had a very welcome breakthrough on a health issue. I'll share that soon, but here is a sneak peek at some evidence that I am feeling better.

Stay 'tooned!

People, Ponies, & Places Plus a Pup

Second Post of the Day

(How's that title for an alliteration! Proud as punch of myself this morning! Haha!)

My sister Leslie sends out a daily family photo to our sibling email group, something Steve, Jenny, and I all look forward to.

I'd never before seen this photo of my very first horse, Amy, with Leslie.

Taken at Leslie's farm in Brookston in 1993, it was the last photo taken of Amy as she died several days later. Still beautiful despite the grizzled face at 28!

Me with my penpal, Sue Seese, in 1976 at Prophet's Rock. She'd flown out to visit me, just as I'd flown out to California to visit her the previous summer. 

If you were in the hobby in the early 1970s, Sue's name might be familiar to you as she was a first generation hobbyist along with me and Beth Dickinson, the other penpal in our trio of friends. Beth is still active in the hobby, live shows in Region 10, and attends BreyerFest every summer.

The photos Leslie sends us each day run the gamut as she digitizes and discovers people, ponies, and places from our past. 

Another fun one was our Honeywell grandparents, Earl and Georgia (he called her "Georgie") on their first date in 1924. 

Early in her career as a historian/anthropologist, Leslie traveled and presented at various conferences around the country. Sometimes she shares pictures from those events.

Several times she was asked to present about Annie Oakley, 

and was lucky enough to be allowed to handle some of Annie's own artifacts when she did.

One time she was doing a mini museum about Annie Oakley at the National Muzzle Loading Rifle Association, and was loaned many of Annie's things by the Annie Oakley Foundation. Les had then asked if I would loan her some of my model horses for the mini museum, so I can proudly brag crow say that my ponies sat side by side with Annie's things!

Wondering how Miss Rosie is doing as she settles into her second week with us?

She is absolutely devoted to Nash and he is very tolerant of her puppy-like antics. (Lisa was told that it was thought that she was two, but we think that she is much younger than that.) He is delighted to have companionship and a playmate and at the end of the day, they both sleep hard. (Um, so does Lisa if you catch my drift.)

Rosie is learning to walk on a leash, to tell Lisa when she needs to go outside, and to respect boundaries. She's come a long way in all of those areas, and is a sweet and friendly girl who just loves everyone and hopes you love her right back. (We do.)

"Hey, Pepper! Why are you under the table? Can I join you? Can I play with your toy? Do you wanna be best friends? I love you so much! Can you scoot over and give me a little more room?" 

Snugglesnugglesnugglesnuggle. (I see some Dogs of Our Lives posts comin' on!)

We have yet to hear her bark. Not once. A play growl once that was more like a squeak but that's it. Even when Nash and Tammo are protecting the homestead, and she's right there beside them and in the thick of their commotion, she hasn't uttered a peep.

I looked up the traits of Shar-Peis and apparently they do not bark much. Not a bad thing, not at all, but it has surprised us. 

She's fitting right in, and clearly making herself at home (the foot sticking out is Lisa's) and we are happy to have her with us. 

Off to go work on the quiet book. I'm working on the very last page and I should be able to finish today! Of course, then I have to make the cover...

Stay 'tooned!