who have enriched my life throughout the year.
Here’s wishing you and your family
a very Happy New Year.
That is when my sister became
This is the event where boat owners
The boats are mostly decorated
by the boat owners and their families.
A few hire professionals to do the job.
Pretty much ... anything goes.
Each boat has music that matches the decorations.
This boat treated us with Hawaiian songs.
Dana Point is a beautiful harbor
only a few miles from our home.
We sat on the back of our boat enjoying hot drinks
with our friends and cheering each boat that went by.
Click below to see the great Christmas
fun that we all had while watching the decorated boats
and enjoying the Christmas celebration.
Dana Point Christmas Parade
Oh ... yikes, the Christmas cards.
Kayla and Fuzz-Buzz were constant pals.
They both liked doing the same thing ...
just lying around.
Life was cool around this place...
nothing to worry about.
Fuzz-Buzz was a non-stop purr machine,Fuzz-Buzz was also an expert in keeping Lalique warm.
a love-bug all in one package.
She was a personal thermo-blanket.
It was certain you would find them always together.
Yesterday, we had to say good-bye to Fuzz.
Cancer is a dreadful thing.
We're going to miss this big bundle of love.
Our home just isn't the same without her.
When we took her as a kitten,
we promised to keep her happy,
but she is the one that made this house
a warm and cuddly place.
How lucky we were to have had her.
How sadly she is missed.
So, getting all cozy on the couch and covered with animals ... I began to look at these wonderful barn books and wondering what stories they could tell me.
Page by page presented more and more questions. I wondered what kind of animals lived there. Did they have any Percherons? Did the children learn to drive those gentle giants when they were barely knee high to the horses?
I have always had a fascination for barns and have traveled many places taking photos of old barns. Some were still standing in all their glory, some tilting from the winds they have endured over the centuries.
But the barns I found truly interesting were the ones that were but a shell of their past, only remnants of the life once lived. Tall grasses were growing through the broken windows and the barn doors were no more.
Each book on the floor beside me had a character all its own.
Each barn a story.
In time, there were 7 children, a farm house and a magnificent barn, which is still standing and remains a landmark in the area. It was in this barn that my father worked as a child and helped to care for the horses.
Each book held me captive with pages of interesting designs,
beautiful locations ... and unique histories.
Then I came to the last book.
I was in trouble again.
It seems I ended up where I began ...
dreaming of a barn so beautiful I could claim any stall for myself.
But to be honest ...
I think I'd rather have that old barn in North Dakota.
It's such a part of me.
Lately, I've been thinking that we need a new barn. The one we have is fine ... it's just that I'm not content unless I'm building or rebuilding something. I think I mentioned some time ago that we have remodeled 7 houses (while living in them). And I'm getting itchy, again. My father was an architect-builder and I was the tag along. It's in my blood. Then ... I saw this book, just page after page of beautiful stables. But the cover picture had "inspiration" written all over it. Isn't it just divine with that black horse in the archway? I mean that could be Royal. And just think how many horses I could collect. Maybe I could finally have several draft horses. How great would that be! I just don't know why my "Hollywood" heart-throb thinks I'm going over the top. He says, "We don't even live in England". Oh ... that's the problem? The way I see it, this would require at least 20 acres of manicured lawns and beautiful pastures. I haven't seen many of those ads in Southern California, so perhaps we should move to England. I eagerly began searching the sites for a "stately home" as they are called over there. That was a fun thing to do while the football games were going on and Kirk didn't have a clue that we just might be heading off to the United Kingdom. After all, we have a new barn to build. It was during a commercial that I brought up the subject. Ok, here's the bottom line. I get to keep our barn, I can't move to England and I'm supposed to stay away from book stores until this blows over. Well ... it was great while it lasted. As for the football, I have no idea who won, but it's for sure ... I lost my game. Tomorrow, I'm looking around this place. Maybe I could find a few walls to move, or something. Oh, if you're planning on a new barn just click here.