Honeyanne

Day 9 - Trick or Treat

  
    

  

Day 8 - Halloween preliminaries...

 

Something terrible happens when you give a group of boys candy.  Normally these boys are little gentlemen - angelic even - but the milli-second I presented each with a massive 'jaw-breaker' they transformed into the demons you see before you.  

I should have paid mind when I saw one take a hammer downstairs but I ignored my better judgment and carried on my task oblivious to the chaos brewing.  Sometime later, when the sugar rush had subsided I venture to the family room - retracting in horror.  Shattered pieces of compressed candy littered the floor.  It was ground into the carpet where they had smashed jawbreakers with hammer.  Shards of candy were scattered under, in, between and over the entire room. I swear candy fragments were embedded in the ceiling.  "What happened here!?" I exclaimed in dismay. 

4 pitiful boys glanced my way with hollow eyes - a sure sign of sugar- induced coma. 

"We can't remember." "It was all a blur."  "Where am I?" "I can't feel my tongue."

Will I ever - ever - learn?!
 

Day 7 - Keeping one's marbles...

 

This was taken when times were green and sunny...and now they are not.  It's nice to remember days such as these when the sky turns grey.  But, now I shall move onward and embrace the snow that is sure to come and the cold with it... by sitting snuggled up in something quilted and flipping through summer's photo albums whilst sipping hot chocolate from miss-matched tea cups... I'm feeling better already.
 

Day 6 - pen and journal...

   

Blogging is a favorite hobby of mine but there is something personal about putting pen to paper that I return to again and again. There is a connection between thought and pen that isn't the same between thought and keyboard. Thoughts come more slowly with pen - they seem a little more raw and pure.   

Pen and paper are dear friends to me.  They have always been there when times have been tragic or joyous - confusing or completely clear.  Every great event in my life has been faced with a pen and journal. 

I'm still dreaming of Iris ...  and a pretty little writing table - antique of course and white - sigh...

           
    
1.The White Lighthouse 2. The Bella Cottage 3. Rose cottage and farm 4. Juniper Hill Antiques      5. Scumble Goosie 6. Martha Stewart Gallery

Day 5

 

Day 4

  Some days we just need to throw caution and decorum to the wind and let our hair down...er...up in spiked ponytails!  We need to try something different and see if it looks good on us.  If it doesn't - at least we feel assured in the knowledge that we gave the unfamiliar a chance.  Whether it's trying a new hair style or preparing a meal we've never had before - sometimes it's important to break routine and the confines of normalcy.  

Day 3 - the domino effect

Day 2 - High Five!

  Emma calls her "my Comfort".  She's claimed her already.  When we brought Comfort home from the hospital it was as if we had brought a baby home for Emma.  Will they be best friends?  Could any hope be sweeter?  Sharing clothes and secrets...supporting each other through growing pains...never fighting (if this comes true I know I've died and gone to heaven!)

capturing - a 365 day challenge - day one

Okay, this was something I didn't think I would do because of the commitment but I think I want to take the challenge and see what comes of it.  Can I post parts of our world each day for a whole year?  I want to try!  Here is image one - day one.

“It's beauty that captures your attention; personality which captures your heart.”