Weekend Treasures

I’ll be filling you all in on our camping weekend bluegrass extravaganza… but I have to sort through the 700+ photos that Jessy took!!! Honest to gosh!!! I took about 100 of them. hahaha. She is a crazy fool for photography and I suppose she had a good crop of subjects to photograph.

I will share however, with you all, a few of the little treasures from the weekend.

First is my second little square Pyrex covered dish that Maggie spied for me at the Savers place… no chips, with lid, perfect size for leftovers or a little bit of this or that in our small oven…. $3.

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Second was a beautiful little brown and purple handmade Amish basket from a gentleman along side the road near the campground when we were leaving. His horse was tied up nearby in the shade and he and his family were selling beautiful baskets and baked goods and fresh eggs from the buggy. I bought this cute little basket for my desk and a dozen beautiful brown eggs. I adore the fact that they are all different sizes… one was HUGE and one was kinda of small, but most were close in size. Had a couple for breakfast and let me tell you… nothing beats fresh laid eggs. Nothing. My egg guy went and slaughtered his flock a bit ago and I’m just now trying to find someone new… he was a little well, ah, not into the girls as much as I would have liked…. anyone know of a hen fancier in the Toledo area that sells eggs???

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I SO wish that I could have my own girls. I really do. Someday. My new goal is to start saving some moola and maybe someday get an acre and move my moby there. I already looked into the price, it would be about five grand to move it, close, and then lots are about 5 – 10 grand depending… thankfully I live very close to some pretty rural areas west of Toledo… you just never know what might come down the pike and all. I will probably need about $15,000 to do it right… prepare the land, install utilities and a well, buy the land, move the moby. Still, that’s not very much for your own homestead.

Still at the moment, out of my reach, but things change, you just never know. Maybe it’s time for me to write that book….. (g)

I’ll write more about camping soon…. it involved loading up the van….
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and then returning to this… all over my living room….

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the banjo player for Deepwater Bluegrass, and the editor of BuckeyeBluegrass.com as well as the main graphic designer of the Westvon Publishing empire. She is a renaissance woman of many talents and has two lovely daughters and a rehab mobile home homestead to raise.

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