I always keep a spot of mad money tucked away so I won’t have to leave a book behind and be mad about it. H/t Miss M who sent me this on Pinterest. Thanks, man.
Book of Etiquette Volume I by Lillian Eichler (1923)– and check this out! You can get an e-copy for free!
Happy Birthday, Miss M!
On top of the world!
It is not in my head, it is in my hand : Es ist nicht in meinem Kopf, es ist in meiner Hand. That’s according to Babylon. So I was completely wrong, and Daughter C & Miss M were close to being 100% right. [At issue was Mama’s “test” to know when one has put
The excitement over the weather, along with my desire to demonstrate that I was all over potential bad weather situations (which I am) sort of petered out when the bad weather did. That’s a good thing. It means we can continue to attend to the table(s). Here’s the situation. I’ve been reading that things are not
Miss M’s BIG pumpkin. Stay tuned.
Dear Girls, What do you think? Should we knit ourselves some matching outfits? Or crochet some critters “using egg shaped hosiery containers?” How about some flags for Christmas? Wait… wait… . Let’s cross stitching some Bashful Bunnies! What do you think? Love, Your mom
An elegant sufficiency, content, Retirement, rural quiet, friendship, books. –James Thomson (Scottish poet, 1700-1748) Found in Bartlett’s Familiar Quotations, Seventeenth Edition, under “quiet.”
I know you City Mice are right proud of your uber-cool horse-and-driver-less buggies, and your monorail…MonoRail…MONORAIL…MONORAIL and all. And I suspect you’ve never driven– errr, I mean, been driven– on a dirt road. But out here in the country we Country Mice sure do love our “Morning Rides” over hill & dale & dusty trail.
Daughter C and Miss M enjoy each other’s company on the front “lawn.”
Much as we love our dogs, and we do love our dogs, dogs are not children. Dogs will never spend 20 minutes texting worries about childrens’ wet noses. Dogs are dogs. Human children are human children. Human children are not dogs. This is logically straight forward. Love, Mom
Our Neighbor Miss M invited us for coffee and pastries yesterday morning. It was delightful! Miss M made a peach pie, cherry loaf with powered sugar icing, and muffins! She served coffee and tea. And we communed– it was Sunday!– at her beautifully set table. We plan to reciprocate by inviting Miss M to our
I know some folks work really hard to take just the right out-of-focus photograph in just the right light with just the right f-stop and aperture and whatever. But all that comes natural here on the Farm.
And a salad! Is it wrong to refer to adults as “the kids?” Whatever. The kids have taken to preparing dinner one night each week. For supper this Meatless Monday they made pizzas and a salad. That’s homemade from scratch crust. Yeast. Sugar. Flour. Water and Whatnot. If you had passed through the kitchen on
Via an email from Miss M., from a day-trip to Memphis. I hear tell it was hot in Memphis today.