A visit to the Pine Grove Cemetery, Manchester, NH

On one of our Friday outings with my Mother we took a drive through the beautiful Pine Grove Cemetery.

The beautiful window inside the Hill Mausoleum. This is one of my favorites.



Jim snagged some hydrangeas.

The stolen beauties.

Hellos & Goodbyes

My 96 year old Mother gets a visit from her 91 year old brother who she hasn't seen in over a year.


This picture say's it all, goodbyes are hard.

My Eight O' Clock entry

This is the entry photo and the poem I submitted.

"Shaky Acres"

Times are tough, the house is rough.
The market's crashed with all our cash.
Walked in the door, fell through the floor.
Sheets are worn, blankets torn.
I look around, all's falling down.
I'm getting weary, a trifle teary.
So I put up my feet for a mini retreat.
It's time to rest with a cup of the best!

EIGHT O'CLOCK COFFEE

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Our Dome

This is a 20-foot fiberglass dome my husband erected on our property

Some things never change

My Great Niece Lauren in Texas 2009

My nephew Neil & daughter Emma in New Hampshire 1987

Lobster Pizza and beer at the Sierra Grill in Northampton MA

Emma's Room completed

Finished!

Emma's old red Doc Martins

Emma painted the chair and guitar


I sculpted the drawer pulls

The last of the Ladies

A week for goodbyes

Goodbye Room
Goodbye to Emma's old room & her adolescence.

Goodbye Kitty
Goodbye to my sister Sheila's old kitty Ginger. She lived 21 years.

Saint Patrick's Day Celebration in Chester NH

Saint Patrick's Day at my brother Patrick's & Joce's in Chester NH


Little Jack (age 21 months) with his Great Grandmother Doris (age 96).

While we were sitting round the dining room table my sister Sheila out of the blue started telling us how she had been watching The View & Barbara Walter's had described a chocolate cake she use to make out of cookies & whipped cream. The other ladies on The View had never heard of it so we thought it must be a regional dessert as Barbara was from Boston and we all had grown up with the dessert. It had been so long since any of us had made it and we all went on at great lengths describing how it was put together and how delicious it was. I said you can add raspberries or bananas and everyone vehemently disagreed, "NO, NO, you can't stray from the original recipe, it's just wrong"! My mother use to make it for Saint Patrick's Day and color the whipped cream green, that's the most it could be changed. We all lamented over why didn't anyone think to make it. I spied my brother wispering to Joce at the end of the table and I thought they must be talking about how ridiculous it was for us to go on & on over a cake. The meal was done, the dishes cleared away, coffee was made, then to our mutual shock Joce walked into the dining with infamous Ice Box Cake in tow. None of us had the slightest clue that she had made the cake , including my sister who first started talking about it.

Patrick's Mouse

I sculpted this little mouse and leaf for my Brother Pat In exchange for this beautiful bird feeder he made for me.


My needle felted chipmunk inside.

Giant Easter Basket

Went to Building 19 to get some "Good Stuff Cheap' and free coffee with free fake cream. Didn't find any good stuff this time but I did find a GIANT Easter basket.

I think I'm finished with the sculpting on this finally! It was a struggle, now I just have to paint it today or I'll end up chopping off the face again, only to have it look exactly the same or worse. My problem continues.

One of my dustmops

The Crying Tree

My husband bought this burl from a fellow in Weare. The story as it was told to my husband was that when the man cut the burl away from the tree it let out a loud sigh.

East of the Sun and West of the Moon

I didn't even remember I had started a blog. This is my latest creation. A commissioned piece base on the Norwegian fairy tale "East of the Sun and West of the Moon".