Emptying that Garage!

Every project I do now is a race

to empty out my garage stash

from my treasure hunts and get 

things into the shop or ready to move.

Here is a desk I've had buried under

piles for over a year.

It was a large sturdy wood teachers desk.

Very sadly covered with pen marks and 

scratches.

But with some graphite chalk paint for the top

and white and pale blue for the rest it looks lovely again!

I also have been wanting a 3 tiered galvanized metal

holder for my coffee items but those I found were

just too much money.

So I found these at GW ( the pans are springform) 

and painted them a

faux galvanized metal look, 

glued them together and Voila!

My Sunshine Boy

Beckham is my 3rd Grandchild

and he is such a snuggly, love.

When he hears my voice or sees me 

he goes into a frenzy trying to 

make me notice him and pick him up!

Precious, precious blessings!

March

"March is the daybreak hour of the year. 

The face of the earth is still dark but the shadow is lifting....

In the air itself we feel, smell, taste, see a change

 as delicate and tentative as it is undeniable and certain.

 Though hurled against us by the wind,

 its touch is as soft as the wing tips of angels. 

It's ethereal warmth, too slight for registry 

on the thermometer, seeps through our heavy clothing. 

Its fragrance has no name,

 being not from anything that is,

 but from all that is to come...

March brings a silent ecstasy, a still excitement

matched only by that of a woman 

suddenly pausing, hushed, incredulous,

yet sure she feels the first faint, 

fluttering motion of a longed-for child."

Gladys Hasty Carroll

Busy Xs Three

It is crunch time...

3 houses being made ready all

at once, 2 move in dates for all 3

and me going back and forth between

them all, with new grand baby and paint

and cupboards the wrong color and 

redoing them and packing up treasures

and sore backs and refinishing furniture...

but as a friend pointed out to me today

God knows what we need and I am busy

right now in these good ways because

it holds back the sorrow and the pain.

Really, it eases, not holds back

for in the labor of helping my children in 

this way I bring back tender memories

of my own parents serving me, 

so they are closer and the loneliness

of single life fades away.

Table redo for my son

 Footstool redo 

Oldest to Youngest

Life keeps moving on!

I have a new grandson, a beautiful

tiny little person who came to 

steal more of Grandmas heart.

Here he is with my oldest grandchild-

my only grand-daughter so far.

She is a natural mommy already at 5

and loves to help with babies

Brielle and Rory