The heart made to hold hanging baskets was made by my oldest son about 10 years ago.I have always loved it. It is needing a new paint job now.
Anyone remember the little red chick in the pot above? I have shared it a few other times on this blog.
You see all those red rocks on the ground? That is why I call my home site "Red Rock Hill"
Everywhere you dig,there are red rocks unearthed. Some are really big!
|Moved my bottles to here on the porch. The horse went for the bird feeders and in doing so broke some of my bottles,my old blue ones :(|
|Son bought this old chippy bench from the rummage sale we just had at church. I love it.|
Helpers...aren't they sweet?
It will happen,and I will get there..just not sure how yet...smile.
Home sweet humble home.......
In the last letter I received from my son he said to me,Mom,I never knew I would miss home so much.
Broke my heart,but made me proud and very happy all at the same time....I guess the saying really is true..."Be it ever so humble..there is no place like home".
Blessings on your home........Shelley