Hippity-Hoppity!

Ten days til Easter! Out come the bunnies – the real, fuzzy ones are hopping all around our neighborhood, the cute do-dad ones are scattered here and there in my house.

 

 

My Mom cut back her rosemary plant and brought a big chunk to me. My nose is in heaven! I just plopped the bunch in this old bowl, and it fills the whole room with that wonderful aroma.

 

 

These are really old light covers that were in a box with equally old Christmas ornaments that my Grandad found at the green boxes. One man's trash is another man's treasure! He knows I'm goofy about antique stuff so he gave the whole box to me!

Same story with this guy. He was badly broken and going in the garbage at the flower shop my Mom worked at, and she rescued him, brought him home, and repaired him (you can barely tell, if at all, where he was broken after she fixed it). Garbage is apparently my cup of tea!

Not all my do-dads are garbage or from thrift stores (but most of them are πŸ™‚ ).

 

A bunny “snow baby” box (that came in it's original box) I got for 50 cents at the thrift. I think it's so cute.

 

 

 

These are probably my very favorite bunnies. They are very old German candy containers.

These are also German candy containers I found at an antique store in Minnesota.

Here is a very woodsy little hippity-hop!

 

 

There's not a chance I will be able to get a picture of a real bunny in my yard. Miss Declan has discovered the fuzzy little critters while peering out the windows. Now she is obsessed! Thankfully they are staying out of harms way by sticking close to the woodpile.

My poor flower beds are in a dreadful state. They look terribly bedraggled, but Mother Nature is nursing them along, and there are bright spots starting to pop up here and there.

Sunny little daffodils.

Tough crocuses, who will show their pretty purple petals even with snow all around them.

I don't know what these tiny little flowers are called. They are spread all over the gardens, even jumping into the lawn in spots. I love their color.

The bleeding hearts are just bursting thru!

Hope you all have a very Hoppy Easter! And do remember the reason for the season!

TTFN,

Teresa πŸ™‚

 

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PLAY DATE

Lucky little Declan got invited to a play date. Sure looks like she could use some fun time, doesn't it! (So bored!)

We were lucky enough to be invited over to play with this baby girl, who, like Declan, was also adopted after a rescue from a reservation.

Cricket is just 3 months old, and her new mom thought it might be fun for she and Declan to get together to play since they're both babies. So we popped over to their house knowing we were in for an adventure!

There were so many awesome, fuzzy, bouncy, and squeaky toys! Glee was happy to meet everybody, but once she figured out we weren't there for a smorgasbord, she had better things to do than play. So she just explored while everyone else was playing in the yard.

This is Cricket's family; her Mom tickling her tummy, Waylon the Corgi, and Maisey the mystery mix. She, too, was a reservation adoption puppy.

Here is a better pic of sweet Maisey.

Declan was pretty reserved when we got there, and we all tried our best to get her to run and play, but it was just too darn scarey she thought. She gave it a shot a time or 2…

But when the other dogs paid any attention to her, it was back to hiding between my feet, or finding Glee and gluing herself to her side.

So, it was a great exercise in learning to be social, and was a wonderful way to spend part of a beautiful, blue skyed Monday! Thanks so much for the invite, Cricket, Waylon, Maisey, and Amy!

TTFN,

Teresa πŸ™‚

 

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Livin’ Small

So, we were tooling around the other day, just getting some fresh air and soaking up the sunshine, and I happened to see this loverly, restored, sheep herders wagon, parked in the yard of a local ranching family. These wagons aren't an uncommon sight in this neck of the woods, but most aren't as meticulously restored as this shining example.

The “Tiny House” movement is such a big whoop-dee-doo right now, and it just kind of made me laugh to think it is such a new concept! Gosh, these sheep herders wagons have been around for, probably, 150 years or so; and before that, in European countries, the Gypsies had little house wagons that were probably what the sheep herders wagons in the U.S. were modeled after.

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They were the ultimate in compact living back in the day.

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This one has been somewhat modernized with rubber tires.

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Boy, you'd sure have some black and blue shins after making that bed!

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They contained darn near everything you depended on in a regular house, short of indoor plumbing.

The newer tiny houses that are being built presently do have some terrific storage ideas and modern conveniences that our generation demands, because in this day and age we have so much more stuff. When you think about a sheep herder, living out in the sticks, he probably needed the clothes on his back, and maybe one spare pair in case he absolutely had to break down and wash his duds. Enough food to last he and his dog a month or two (time dependent on however long the grass would hold out in the area for the number of sheep he was tending). A few cooking utensils. Soap and a straight edged razor, if he was so inclined (I think most were not terribly concerned about hygiene – who was around to impress?). A gun to ward off predators. Probably a rudimentary first-aid kit, most assuredly containing a good sized bottle of the most affordable whiskey for medicinal purposes. A lantern, and maybe a book or two, or a deck of cards for a game of solitaire, to while away the time.

They were of good enough design that there are modern copycat versions that can be purchased today.

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As time went on and folks started camping for enjoyment, camp trailers were designed with more conveniences in mind for families. Now, those little trailers are about worth their weight in gold. They are kind of a trend right now.

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We have a little 12 foot camp trailer that Bruce got a heck of a deal on (of course he did, he's been under excruciating financial training since we've been married πŸ™‚ ) that he bought long before we ever knew we'd have a cabin. It's better than sleeping on the ground for sure, but it really takes some adjusting to maneuver around in, and quite a lot of flopping and tossing to get comfortable to sleep. But there are a lot of folks that fix them up cute as doll houses, and commence to travel a far piece with them. I've read several articles about these “Sisters on the Fly”, and they don't let any grass grow under their feet! They travel all over, convoy style, with their little trailers, and have gotten semi-famous for their efforts!

Folks are pretty innovative when it comes to home-made versions. They run the gamut from soup to nuts size wise.

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The oversized deluxe version. I wouldn't be surprised if they have a guest suite in there by the looks of it!

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This itty-bitty coffin sized model is a smidge too compact for me!

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You could probably have someone in for a cup of coffe in this one!

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Even one just the right size for your best pal! (Not really for towing, just for cute!)

Anyhoo, I say more power to anybody that is a proponent of the Tiny House movement. I think it is a wonderful thing if one is able to be less materialistic and can manage in a miniature space. Personally, I like a little more space to mosey around in! But the concept of living small is fascinating, and has sure been around for a long time!

TTFN,

Teresa

 

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Faces To Love

These are my bestest girls in the whole world!

She's got me wrapped around her little dewclaw!

I love this little sweet pea with all my heart!

I can't for the life of me understand why animal shelters are full to overflowing. These little friends are some of the best parts of living a full and happy life. They ask so little, and give so very much.

TTFN,

Teresa

 

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