The seasons come and go.
The harvest all is gathered in
And chilly north winds blow.
Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain,
So open wide the doorway~
Thanksgiving comes again!
~Old Rhyme
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Lake picnic
We picked the perfect day for a spring picnic on the lake. The rains stopped for a bit, sun came out, and it was perfect temp to sit on th...
-
This is the rack Chuck built me right after we moved to this farm. We had several aluminum window screens from the old farmhouse, so he... -
Tie the skein in 4 different places so that it does not get tangled during the dyeing and rinsing process. Be sure to leave it loose so...
2 comments:
Happy Thanksgiving! Love your picture!
You and Annette are on the same page today!!!!
Hope you had a wonderful thanks Giving!!!
Post a Comment