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As a child, it was one of my greatest delights to visit my grandparents in the spring when the whip-poor-wills began to call. Grandma and Grandpa lived in a remote valley of the Ozark Mountains where there were trees a plenty, and, seemingly, a whip-poor-will, or two, in each one.
My grandmother insisted that a whip-poor-will's call was not "whip-poor-will," but instead, "chip-butter-white-oak." I would listen really hard trying to hear it exactly as she said it was, but all I could hear was "whip-poor-will, whip-poor-will,..." But, I never let on to her.
I remember my grandpa watching and listening, with an amused look on his face, to one of these listening sessions. Shortly after that he began to call me, just for fun, "Chip Butter." It is a name I am proud to wear for I still love to hear that long, lonesome call on a warm summer's eve. And, sometimes, when I listen really, really hard, it seems I can hear quite clearly, "chip-butter-white-oak, chip-butter-white-oak..."


Saturday, June 17, 2017

Red Zinnias and Hay Bales...





California Giants...


Easy to grow...


With just a touch of pink...



Lily Pads and Hay Bales....









I finished raking ahead of the baler man, so, having nothing better to do, played around with my phone.   I took a nice little video, but couldn't get it to play here.  :~/  I should have taken my fishing pole, but lily pads always give me trouble. 







Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Sarah...







From cloth, clay, and a few dabs of paint...  She's been a stubborn one (or has it been me?)  I so enjoyed the comments of another fabulous doll maker and dear friend, Martha, on the subject of  the "troublesome" ones.  She wrote   "...but I think its good to share that every doll you make just doesn't jump right off the work table onto the paint table onto the dress making table and be a fabulous beauty."

So, I am out of here...off to get a haircut, mow and mow again, then walk off into the sunset with Millie...  I hope everyone is enjoying these last few days of spring...