This short clip shows ladies in their Easter get-ups, the original Ritalin Boy (your’s truly), an Egg Hunt at the original Woodstock Park, and my sister with our Grandmother Knode.
Enjoy.
Hope that you had a nice Easter weekend.
Tag Archives: The Simple Life
A Dog Named Fritz (A Cabin on the River-Part 4 &1/2)
The family’s dog might not be a part of a special breed, or born of a pure blood line, but the dog is a rare and special gift to the family itself. Continue reading A Dog Named Fritz (A Cabin on the River-Part 4 &1/2)
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Americana and a Motorcycle
Here’s a look back in time to the 1950’s in the United States. This is An old Homemovie of a Family and their Motorcycle (that was a link to my ‘yet to be massive’ Youtube channel:) Continue reading Americana and a Motorcycle
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Old Handwritten Recipes
You should never trust an old recipe that doesn’t have a few stains or some food smeared on it. If it’s not dirty or well-worn, then it probably wasn’t used very often to begin with and isn’t worth the effort to make. Continue reading Old Handwritten Recipes
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Swinging Bridge
Here’s a few pictures and a video from yesterday’s wonderful day along the Shenandoah River here in Virginia. A blue sky dotted with white clouds above the scenic river, the tree’s leaves beginning to change their colors, a vineyard full of grapes lining the far side of the river’s bank. The Shenandoah Valley basked in God’s glory. Continue reading Swinging Bridge
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Aunt B’s Pictures
I was working in Aunt B’s basement yesterday, and she followed me down the stairs and began rummaging through some boxes, looking at old pictures. The more that I looked, the more that I was amazed. Continue reading Aunt B’s Pictures
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House Painter for Hire
Back before the days of OSHA, on a 32-foot extension ladder far, far away, a young man took his first steps up the ladder for a short career as a house painter.
I was in-between jobs, to the point of being desperate for gas money. Not Mad Max desperate, but pretty close. A friend told me of a friend who had his own little painting business and that he was looking for some temporary help during the summertime. Continue reading House Painter for Hire
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