Saturday, July 21, 2012

Ouch, ouch, ouch on the porch...

'"Picking rasberries with my daughter M...attacked by stinging wasps. Several bites on my arm and my left hand. Ouch! The fresh berries are worth it. I think. The baby said, "Let me kiss it Granny. I will make it better."
And this is not all that happened this week on the porch. Last night, I sat on the porch watching four flower girls dance, sing, cartwheel and run on the front sidewalk. M remembered her childhood days on this porch playing frozen tag and sleeping out on the porch with her sisters.
Oh, and I woke up two days ago to sounds of pounding from down stairs. My Hubby pulled up our much maligned cream plush carpet. (puppy training gone bad) revealing 125 year old maple hardwood. So after pulling 10,000 staples, cleaning and staining the floor and picking large area rugs it looks pretty good in this old house. It is of course connected to my old front porch.

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