Here’s a blast from the past, way back when I first started blogging.
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Throwback Thursday
In 2017, my Smokie was still with us. She lived to be 15.5 years old. She had a rough life after being hit by a car or kicked by a cow (not really sure what happened to her) when she was only about 2 years old. She was mostly blind after that accident. Her sniffer still worked, though!
Here she is waiting for a bite of my lunch. She knew I was eating chicken!
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I took these photos way back in 2011. We didn’t have a lot of snow that year, just a few inches, but it was very cold! There was ice about an inch thick on the branches of the trees and we had huge icicles hanging from the eaves of our roof. When the sun came out, the ice on the branches began to melt. We could hear the ice crackling and the water dripping. The sun sparkled through the branches of the trees. Then it slowly froze up again. It made for some rather awesome photos!
My oldest grandson was almost 3 at the time. He loved being out in the cold, playing in the snow and going for walks. This was back when I was able to take walks. I sure miss it.
I wonder what Old Man Winter will bring us this season?
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I was going through some old photos I took when my granddaughter was little. I stumbled across these; my favorites in a sequence. They are a bit out of focus but you can still see the humor behind them. Starting top/middle/bottom, moving left to right: These photos show little Daph squeezing between the chair and side table, getting stuck, waiting patiently or thinking how she would get out, and then finally the look as if to plea with Grandma to help her out of this predicament and stop taking photos!
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Ah, memories of the old days… My cousin and I were probably about 5 or 6 so I’d say this was around the late 60’s.
Top and center photos: My cousin, Lyn and I were best buds. (I’m the terd with the darker hair.)
Bottom photo: It looks like my Aunt Helen (Lyn’s mom) is doing my mom’s hair. My mom looks thrilled, doesn’t she? They may just be getting drunk, who knows? Papa, (my dad’s dad) looks on. I wonder what he’s thinking.
Being Aunt Debbie 