Thou shalt not covet . . .
these Zydeco dancing boots . . . nor these one-of-a-kind Louisiana boots made almost 55 years ago . . . but can I just dream a little?
these Zydeco dancing boots . . . nor these one-of-a-kind Louisiana boots made almost 55 years ago . . . but can I just dream a little?
UPDATE: I don’t know how long this connection will last, but the problem lies in the main cable, not within my house or modem. So, I’m waiting impatiently for Charter to take care of the major problem. I’m hoping the ability to get online is an indication that things are fixed. I apologize for not…
Some of you might recall the post where I mentioned a few of my favorite things. Well in that post I talked about singing that Julie Andrews classic as a young girl. Today, my very special Cuz emailed me Julie’s latest version of the lyrics. Supposedly she sang it for her 69th birthday. You young…
2008 was ushered in on a howling wind. No boating for us today–just a lazy morning at home, cleaning up after last night’s festivities. Tonight was spent in the den watching a feel-good movie while letting Baby get acquainted with our latest addition . . . Jazz–look at that gorgeous tail!! Jazz, short for Jasmine,…
When I was a little girl, growing up in the time when music was music and musicals were “in”, BigSis had the album (notice I didn’t say “sound track”) of The Sound of Music. I’m not sure how she acquired it, as that would have been a luxury back then, but I LOVED it. She…
I love the changing of the seasons down here in the marsh. The changes are at first subtle and then sudden–like diving off the edge of Fall, 30 degrees straight down to Winter. Winter doesn’t wrap me up like the felty feel of Fall. It pricks me like pine needles and wool sweaters. The wind…