Strawberry Lane: Happy Father's Day !

June 15, 2008

Happy Father's Day !

We're out the door with our perfect dad
for a fun day on the water.

We're heading to Dana Point Harbor
and what a beautiful day!

We'll add photos when we get back!

To all of you!
Have a wonderful Father's day!

5 comments:

Grey Horse MattersJune 15, 2008 at 7:59 AM
Have a great time! Happy Father's Day to your husband too.
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Mars CraftersJune 15, 2008 at 9:44 AM
Have a lovely day! See you when you get back...can't wait to see the photos!
Happy Father's Day, from Meg and cats xxx
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Terra June 16, 2008 at 11:05 AM
I enjoy the way you describe a typical day for you, in your About Me section (dogs, cats, barn, horses, painting and gardening).
Sound like your Father's Day was good; we had a bbq at our house with our two sons and in honor of my husband. He volunteered to do the barbequeing. We had a toast to my dad who is in heaven.
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TraceyJune 20, 2008 at 7:18 AM
Are you back?
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AnonymousJune 25, 2008 at 7:18 PM
This looks like a fabulous blog but are the entries not dated?
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Big Fork In The Road

How this farm thing came about is quite unlikely.

I was a Nebraska girl dreaming of living in New York City, wearing Chanel suits, pearls and very high heels. A farm was never part of the plan. Life was about cashmere sweaters, not dirty, muddy shoes.

Then I met a handsome movie star in California. He was charming and good natured, ... but he had a past.

He'd grown up on a farm. He milked cows, rode his horse to school and apparently wore very dirty boots.

He convinced me that our life would be ... normal. And for years, it was. Then, something happened. We decided we needed to live on a farm.

So, that's where we are ... with a barn, horses and all kinds of other creatures necessary to call this a farm. It's true that Hollywood isn't too far away, along with the hectic life that we avoid. There are no dusty roads or Cottonwood trees to line the drive ... this sure isn't Nebraska.

However, with the ocean nearby and all the sunshine, this will do. We love this peaceful life with our animals. And I've become quite attached to my well worn, dusty paddock boots. And, oh by the way, I do wear very tired, very old cashmere sweaters in the barn. Life is good.