Oh My...
I Do...Love...Old...Picket Fence...
There is Something...about it....
I wonder...about the Conversations...it has heard....
I can just see...two Old Farm Women...leaning across it...to each other...
visiting....
and...Big Bunches...of Rhubarb...growing...near it....
A Lovely...Group...of Lilac...Bushes...just...Blooming...at each Corner...
Filling The Spring Air...with Their Intoxicating...Aroma....
Spring!
I bought...several...Bundles....at Duwa's...
This was one thing...Dwight had mentioned...when he called the other day...
with a list of things...he thought I'd like...
I don't buy....much Picket...anymore...
but...he was right...This...was very Special....
So Beautifully Hand Crafted...
and...So....Very...Very...Old....
Seems...most Everything...I gathered...at the Auction...
was just...a bit...Unusual....
Curious...Things...
Things...that there may have been...a Million....made...
but...few...like...these examples...
Yes...It was a Curious...Day....
It's a Glorious...Morning... |
This Pail...at a glance...looks like a 'pail'...but...it's Miniature... Old...Old...Old... but... in Half...Size.... |
1 comment:
Ahh . . .spring air, pickets, rhubarb . . .
Thanks for transporting me for a little while, friend!
Joy
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