Saturday, September 29, 2007
Friday, September 28, 2007
OK, let's be right up front about this -- I should not be let loose in an antique store when there's a sale going on. Period. End of story.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Here are a few signs of early fall at Little Red House. We leave a portion of our property unmowed. It serves as a sanctuary of sorts for the birds, and the fall harvest includes a feast for the deer.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
OK, if you're one of those people (and I know you're out there) who don't like roosters, read no further. Or you're gonna barf. Because this is a post about roosters. Lots of them. A hunk-a-hunk-a-burnin'-love song to fowl. So stop now, or feathers will fly.
I think I got my first rooster statue when I still had my old kitchen. The cabinets were, shall we say, "rustic," and I felt they needed something to turn "rustic" into "French country." And once you get one rooster, it's a slippery slope. When my daughter's friend counted 21 roosters, I felt it was time to edit. Now, at any one time there are probably about 11 or 12 of the little devils roosting in the kitchen.
Monday, September 24, 2007
How is it that we start a collection? Until recently, I never really considered myself a collector. Having started to blog about my dishes, however, I find that I have a serious collection. Either that, or a serious problem! LOL
On a later visit, I found three more.
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Friday, September 21, 2007
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Just what you need -- another diet, huh? Weight Watchers? Been there. South Beach? Done that. Atkins? God, don't remind me!
Then we come to the crux of the problem: How Fat People May Get Themselves Into Ship-Shape. Dr. Lewis decribes his readers: in an audience of Yankees, you may find "a dozen uncomfortably fat people -- waddling, wheezy, anti-going-up-stairs sort of people."