Another Driver!

It's time to start training another driver.  Now, why oh WHY did we not do it this way with the oldest three???  Up and down our lane we are going and will keep going until she gets her learner's permit.  The other kids...pretty much, lerner's permit---the street.  With lots of tension.

This time low key.

Up and down the lane.

For a year.  Off and on.

Less stress.

That's my plan, anyway. :)

And, two little observers who thought this was great fun!! 

*Poof*

They'll be driving.

The above mosaic was textured with Kim Klassen's texture "2811".

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Beautiful Weather

This looks far more like a fall day blog post than a January blog post!  At least for Nebraska that is.

This is a big old cottonwood on our place.  I know so many don't like cottonwoods because the branches crack off so easily.  But, those, people don't watch the leaves dance from their windows.  Or listen to the cottonwood leaves rustle in the wind.

And look at the beauty from a fallen branch of a cottonwood.

It's frozen to the ground right now but when it thaws I believe I will bring it in although it's big.  It has another branch scar like this on the other side.  I found some smaller ones yesterday that weren't frozen to the ground and they are drying on my back step right now.

I suppose there is a word for this formation.  Anyone know?

And, always, I scrounge for leaf skeletons.  Yesterday, did not disappoint.

I hope you had a nice weekend!

I Like Rocks.

I like rocks a lot.  I'm not sure when it started because I remember laughing at my husband, Jim, (for those new here, he passed away 13 years ago) when he wanted to go into a rock store on vacation.  And, we bought bags of rocks.  I teased him a lot.

Well, now, I have rocks here and there throughout the house. Nothing special.  Driveway rocks.  But, they are special. Just because. My youngest three girls go out a find rocks in our driveway that they think I will like then bring them in for a "rock show" to sell them to me. A penny for some, nickels for some....  That may be where the jar of rocks that has been sitting on my dresser for a long time came from.  It's been there awhile and I've enjoyed it even under the coat of dust it had.

Anyway, post Christmas is always a purging/dusting sort of phase I go through as many do.  As I was dusting our bedroom, the rocks grabbed my attention again and I took time to play with them.  Not by chance, the next day, a friend sent me a poem through email about not worrying about dusting and enjoying life.  :)  

I had, I told her.

My Friday Find this week:  

Driveway Rocks. Memories. Love. Taking Time To See It.

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