tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73097218016079813952024-03-29T04:30:06.104+01:00Galla Creek EphemerisLife through faded blue eyes
in Galla Meadow!Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.comBlogger6855125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-80540306337166202122024-03-28T15:36:00.008+01:002024-03-28T15:44:37.261+01:00Pet Billy<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhztvYFLxLW2k7d_DPLnoHh8zllVXUGXgUK7rIU7QW1ygTdgLVxPY5t4khfp5cr4IgULead1sAC_9wZWAqg5Ksu4_wNC1UmSaeh-qu6ViDaIWYvBFogaQF-DD2beJwKRHiSa2fKRepbloUHXGrh0D7QmqNNl-0BDf8jcqJBPhxiCvpq4-VpuyFOtCAyIewY/s4032/IMG_9731.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2672" data-original-width="4032" height="265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhztvYFLxLW2k7d_DPLnoHh8zllVXUGXgUK7rIU7QW1ygTdgLVxPY5t4khfp5cr4IgULead1sAC_9wZWAqg5Ksu4_wNC1UmSaeh-qu6ViDaIWYvBFogaQF-DD2beJwKRHiSa2fKRepbloUHXGrh0D7QmqNNl-0BDf8jcqJBPhxiCvpq4-VpuyFOtCAyIewY/w400-h265/IMG_9731.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div> We were poor growing up and often had weird pets. Dad said this Billy goat was Fleta’s and mine, but he had a small herd cleaning brush from a hill. I think he just said the goat was ours and chuckled to himself! <p></p><p>A baby goat is called a kid.</p><p>Goats are sociable animals and therefore become depressed if they are separated or isolated from their companions.</p><p>They are one of the cleanest animals and are much more selective eaters than cows, sheep, pigs, swine and even dogs.</p><p>Goats are very intelligent and curious animals. Their inquisitive nature is exemplified in their constant desire to explore and investigate anything unfamiliar which they come across.</p><p>They communicate with each other by bleating. Mothers will often call to their young (kids) to ensure they stay close-by.</p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-79832301901192518832024-03-27T23:00:00.002+01:002024-03-27T23:04:41.672+01:00Love how She Loves Me<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/NDxg5c5lSHU" width="320" youtube-src-id="NDxg5c5lSHU"></iframe></div>Ada loved this gift. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp5y6Qc1Fm9VWcKlZTD5YEtlN4KlQ2J5R0OUKRt2TLJEKQd4a19ST5tRZ3BdDMTDQ-sAwDTvR2Gk2bAY27qYUM37c4UE9H6jVknFpzTMQDSxfch1L2mU4St6QJPdvleKcoLnLVmu1GLlizLAO4LQ2gxXLC-L369d7VRRxVZ5mGNnxpdUXWUJMMdoaneKYo/s4032/IMG_1586.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp5y6Qc1Fm9VWcKlZTD5YEtlN4KlQ2J5R0OUKRt2TLJEKQd4a19ST5tRZ3BdDMTDQ-sAwDTvR2Gk2bAY27qYUM37c4UE9H6jVknFpzTMQDSxfch1L2mU4St6QJPdvleKcoLnLVmu1GLlizLAO4LQ2gxXLC-L369d7VRRxVZ5mGNnxpdUXWUJMMdoaneKYo/w300-h400/IMG_1586.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br />Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-58712922821405243142024-03-27T18:15:00.004+01:002024-03-27T18:17:36.483+01:00Troubled<p> Latest book I have read is called “Troubled”. Written by Robert Kim Henderson who survived a gut-wrenching childhood. Born to a drug-addicted Korean college dropout and a father he can’t remember, Henderson spent the first year of life living in a car. When he was 3 years old, neighbors called the police after hearing him wail for hours while his mother got high. As a result, Henderson’s mom was arrested and deported. He entered foster care, bouncing through 10 homes over four years until he was adopted by a family in Red Bluff, Calif. </p><p>The book is about how he survived and what he missed most—loving family! I recommend the book. I learned that foster kids don’t complain and “tell on” those who foster them. The unknown is just too frightening. This book is similar to Demon Copperhead, but this book is true not fiction.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgKUg-RfEkFQtsxbgtJo67z7JjTNopHbRX1zBohciS4n1osAwz1Sp8zZdu8XAvHCW2hsI_fy6IyO3Q7XTetRY6wiR52geLk7wLTwIhrzFhpV-cV404h58l2Ul6Lz13CAhnsBs8bzjUTR1oJxOIz1eYnaycBdIbHjTi9A6v6PbiMyhYjKREPoMgK1Hp42EK/s768/IMG_8333.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="485" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgKUg-RfEkFQtsxbgtJo67z7JjTNopHbRX1zBohciS4n1osAwz1Sp8zZdu8XAvHCW2hsI_fy6IyO3Q7XTetRY6wiR52geLk7wLTwIhrzFhpV-cV404h58l2Ul6Lz13CAhnsBs8bzjUTR1oJxOIz1eYnaycBdIbHjTi9A6v6PbiMyhYjKREPoMgK1Hp42EK/w253-h400/IMG_8333.jpeg" width="253" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-72212876215327739422024-03-26T15:24:00.005+01:002024-03-26T15:26:35.908+01:00Blooms for Pheobe<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNCpTANTaoebvlpHmfBbu7VA7JB_5r__4lS4pTg96JjJu1iAn-DG8uYx-aXuR1LEpf922SQob5VnnYMI1K4NJPl1Ps_XzEG5g7TpgTKr4vXr5TX2X4FgbW4BCGi2hK6OHiF7U6JKAYCsaPDxNU_TznPfRCRkdmYw_z8ahaZ8NH0wB7ABdC8Ha6Nu9VA3fm/s4032/IMG_9716.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNCpTANTaoebvlpHmfBbu7VA7JB_5r__4lS4pTg96JjJu1iAn-DG8uYx-aXuR1LEpf922SQob5VnnYMI1K4NJPl1Ps_XzEG5g7TpgTKr4vXr5TX2X4FgbW4BCGi2hK6OHiF7U6JKAYCsaPDxNU_TznPfRCRkdmYw_z8ahaZ8NH0wB7ABdC8Ha6Nu9VA3fm/w400-h300/IMG_9716.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div>I walked to Pop’s Pond. I wanted to see if that “big” wind yesterday blew the new resting swing away. No, it was still there. I’m thankful. Phinnie and I could walk around the pond because Logan worked on the drain culvert and added gravel. <p></p><p>I went by Pheobe’s grave and God planted her a flower. She was a precious friend to us. She was our first experience with Corgis. We all loved her. She loved us in return.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh28BfRtq2aYCYRGpF5Ioy1kOx1wAknRQmeXH3th90teZppqq-u24sPYaE9uBNP8-c4kU9YV23PAVGRqxlHIo2iVzmgtCHi1v1XGpZFMsz0-BO5HYdPf8-VQfWxehnGUK3Q21gJY5PVheetLfZGvIQYhgdLp2KUvqQPkZtz4FAqd5ubB1VxMuCcV_bsa0_I/s4032/IMG_9719.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh28BfRtq2aYCYRGpF5Ioy1kOx1wAknRQmeXH3th90teZppqq-u24sPYaE9uBNP8-c4kU9YV23PAVGRqxlHIo2iVzmgtCHi1v1XGpZFMsz0-BO5HYdPf8-VQfWxehnGUK3Q21gJY5PVheetLfZGvIQYhgdLp2KUvqQPkZtz4FAqd5ubB1VxMuCcV_bsa0_I/w300-h400/IMG_9719.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-87471097595287344452024-03-26T12:33:00.001+01:002024-03-26T12:33:08.607+01:00Creeping Buttercup<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUu43mEWl8YLSaxdUtJ6LhPn_jdNPyZNasRZDVbPlq3Ff6nCwGTpkfDaDzvODQMkaJMkIbTqOFyRAkM7Zbx-5KMhrHZVpnrvFlFKT_NEGDoUJcNHKgiHbucQ7CYfsqBNTrw5ZO6VAvjB_OKcECSg0Fd97TMVtBVNExa6-fEh8BU_-YAn0H9a9v2NbsmqLz/s4032/IMG_9703.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUu43mEWl8YLSaxdUtJ6LhPn_jdNPyZNasRZDVbPlq3Ff6nCwGTpkfDaDzvODQMkaJMkIbTqOFyRAkM7Zbx-5KMhrHZVpnrvFlFKT_NEGDoUJcNHKgiHbucQ7CYfsqBNTrw5ZO6VAvjB_OKcECSg0Fd97TMVtBVNExa6-fEh8BU_-YAn0H9a9v2NbsmqLz/w300-h400/IMG_9703.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><p>Creeping Buttercup is blooming along with the Henpin! Together they make a bouquet! Creeping buttercup, Ranunculus repens, is also known as Crow’s foot and Restharrow. It’s is a weed if you garden but in the Meadow a pretty little bloom. Don’t try eating it as it’s poisonous. It’s likes a wet soil and spreads by runners.</p><p></p><p>I’m going out to eat with my friend Kay today. We’ve been friends over 50 years. I don’t eat out often. Once a week or even less. It’s expensive. Also, driving there takes gas and that expensive too. I really enjoy going out to eat though. If I went daily, it wouldn’t be as special I’m sure. Sounds like I’m trying to convince myself? I am. I’m not a good cook, but I try to live within my means. Today, we’re eating at Pasta Grill. Kay is having lasagna. I’ll try to pick something I know I’ll be able to consume. I know I want a side salad. Often, if I pick something that I’m not familiar with I can’t eat it. Now, meals are 25 bucks plus so I sure want to be able to eat what I order.</p><p>My friend Jonell sent me a new devotional. The theme is being thankful and grateful. I enjoy reading it and focusing on the good not the bad in my life. I used to seek knowledge and wisdom in prayer. Now, I know what I need is love. Love takes care of all my ills. One can’t have too much love.</p><p><br /></p><p> </p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-45434026682766938082024-03-25T00:19:00.002+01:002024-03-25T00:19:17.305+01:00Rest stop<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhykoiHPnmmGzX0W4eFViQa74A7hrSiXJvkNr9N-g7sPls6gEFG8ym6zTUdOgTYaUQnBxKVA_K6ogsb3_8p-C1VvYFf9PsGWkjoh3wzeb3RarXHqaQUlfgI52ZIF2awkge4ImFoRPWxr1UDDEcJ_OAozeC8k8F7PpqIc9UuEew1M1IzfeZnCFPIhTwfzWrr/s2048/IMG_8322.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhykoiHPnmmGzX0W4eFViQa74A7hrSiXJvkNr9N-g7sPls6gEFG8ym6zTUdOgTYaUQnBxKVA_K6ogsb3_8p-C1VvYFf9PsGWkjoh3wzeb3RarXHqaQUlfgI52ZIF2awkge4ImFoRPWxr1UDDEcJ_OAozeC8k8F7PpqIc9UuEew1M1IzfeZnCFPIhTwfzWrr/w400-h300/IMG_8322.jpeg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">Logan and Astrid added a rest stop on Pop’s pond bank! Now, thankfully not “a rest home” yet, just a rest spot.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKIagwFH1n0YfXn-9ByZJXF8P7jCx7MQ9kL6a3LBWk01RtnzuWYEXF9ONmxOyy0f17DEtPdEVoQ87nclMSSX77MM-325PDxX2DvyCOu-VrbfslroYoczKbAKwPgr6EkZDjst8Xx_hYVXKGHzqE7sDyLrQeLL0mpPq92b08mXVcpihMiOB9IttkpxFAbM9S/s2048/IMG_8323.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKIagwFH1n0YfXn-9ByZJXF8P7jCx7MQ9kL6a3LBWk01RtnzuWYEXF9ONmxOyy0f17DEtPdEVoQ87nclMSSX77MM-325PDxX2DvyCOu-VrbfslroYoczKbAKwPgr6EkZDjst8Xx_hYVXKGHzqE7sDyLrQeLL0mpPq92b08mXVcpihMiOB9IttkpxFAbM9S/w300-h400/IMG_8323.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-55925314202088888732024-03-24T15:56:00.001+01:002024-03-24T15:56:20.909+01:00Sour Dough<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPeGlnhl8eX19aU3FQCM9IqESH30lvbWGt6PG-YdChwTW7-pUmQntmwl3SiEOAsYu4lj2BxUUzKqd2xGyub0x0J3Z7bY0Rjxqm-l6lPE0MwfMMr0kl4kBF66HhOVJtsT7vD6y06hVx-hLI_0mItCBD-p__vx26oiweNexPZyyNPB-uEOqNigA4x-5RbWXw/s3461/73297554471__C937B531-1D94-419E-AA35-06128C4AD338.fullsizerender.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3461" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPeGlnhl8eX19aU3FQCM9IqESH30lvbWGt6PG-YdChwTW7-pUmQntmwl3SiEOAsYu4lj2BxUUzKqd2xGyub0x0J3Z7bY0Rjxqm-l6lPE0MwfMMr0kl4kBF66HhOVJtsT7vD6y06hVx-hLI_0mItCBD-p__vx26oiweNexPZyyNPB-uEOqNigA4x-5RbWXw/w350-h400/73297554471__C937B531-1D94-419E-AA35-06128C4AD338.fullsizerender.jpeg" width="350" /></a></div><p>My FB memories say in 2021, Laura’s family and I hiked to Indian Rock House. Laura loves hiking, cooking, reading, even cleaning! A few months back she got interested in making sour dough bread like her MeMa! Today was a first time try making sour dough cinnamon rolls! Oh me, oh my, you can’t imagine how delicious they are.</p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVFd3ztNWhhMumlscC1XMFVwHNcoaf9oxo1A_kFO8dEfrLRWXwHCgoQZzYXFJd03kxXlddxxszc951ENZRnX7yL521qcK_LkDF66KEaPLQiNMguxcTwjWLKm9QUQcuwu0RwCeCljRlhaX2sXkb5I6HgDL2-QFbLsh_9-DgvaVjOLEir-kmwXM7xRW5WszQ/s2354/IMG_9692.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2354" data-original-width="2326" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVFd3ztNWhhMumlscC1XMFVwHNcoaf9oxo1A_kFO8dEfrLRWXwHCgoQZzYXFJd03kxXlddxxszc951ENZRnX7yL521qcK_LkDF66KEaPLQiNMguxcTwjWLKm9QUQcuwu0RwCeCljRlhaX2sXkb5I6HgDL2-QFbLsh_9-DgvaVjOLEir-kmwXM7xRW5WszQ/w395-h400/IMG_9692.jpeg" width="395" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguB7embudc8gMtn8gVSUYx6zmPlhl4OgkKX9FriiKYrel4MyRXa5YHMiPviHbMgmMidtnUu4axTv9Uj3c_hOasCSc829yA5GW0w-wuc5HWTasXNGrNaCC7NId4gpW4GElQ1ayZzgzzOqm-Hr0beyTq91abZktTjhi6A-RY3APdvYYgU63_-vTTKDey2enM/s960/IMG_9694.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="648" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguB7embudc8gMtn8gVSUYx6zmPlhl4OgkKX9FriiKYrel4MyRXa5YHMiPviHbMgmMidtnUu4axTv9Uj3c_hOasCSc829yA5GW0w-wuc5HWTasXNGrNaCC7NId4gpW4GElQ1ayZzgzzOqm-Hr0beyTq91abZktTjhi6A-RY3APdvYYgU63_-vTTKDey2enM/w270-h400/IMG_9694.jpeg" width="270" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-38792738043333872292024-03-23T22:15:00.002+01:002024-03-23T22:15:34.976+01:00Ada Came<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiizeTKnjIpD-10aD8fPxM9t9OjWGklwQqQTd9W-r-nNB6eGHJ31iYkJ6XKdMSFzEe0bYkfagO8_2KHjXIYnB94r4zZmJ8S7EF3-CFUNlvADY4J9tJtsDjeNcbCmu_d5egke5-X3j35BNCaiWITICWqyFmPLdEqNvbwW-RZza1ThD65Gr8gzXRlwMkY3HLu/s4032/IMG_0302.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiizeTKnjIpD-10aD8fPxM9t9OjWGklwQqQTd9W-r-nNB6eGHJ31iYkJ6XKdMSFzEe0bYkfagO8_2KHjXIYnB94r4zZmJ8S7EF3-CFUNlvADY4J9tJtsDjeNcbCmu_d5egke5-X3j35BNCaiWITICWqyFmPLdEqNvbwW-RZza1ThD65Gr8gzXRlwMkY3HLu/w300-h400/IMG_0302.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5r8F8Lf6rP33mHqMsXyO_IqeZBCHkIbac2ulfga8_g2-skgxK3LiSFg0XJeizW_vLmLqBcFUYNnm-aZRVlAmx6B6JYBmFU1YT6CcBx_I8XahD09sSt9Q691CxpjcZLkn4IDJI-hFMXrSJIEqOmRgifFeZUK-FmNmCm4FFvuIcDORmaqxR5vJpjBCfvgIh/s3085/IMG_0340.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3085" data-original-width="2500" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5r8F8Lf6rP33mHqMsXyO_IqeZBCHkIbac2ulfga8_g2-skgxK3LiSFg0XJeizW_vLmLqBcFUYNnm-aZRVlAmx6B6JYBmFU1YT6CcBx_I8XahD09sSt9Q691CxpjcZLkn4IDJI-hFMXrSJIEqOmRgifFeZUK-FmNmCm4FFvuIcDORmaqxR5vJpjBCfvgIh/w324-h400/IMG_0340.jpeg" width="324" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz3xW31gE0HLl9OKmueGRCmtA289OP2mc57CpRzb0nHplYVChz4q9NTf7nZ508gaVUsgCWXKn19iZvZiDjkV7210y2VYiFbp3jyoC2-76Er7H-9V-vohHk6taeMJrw2HSgV-x_WNYtLLscu5tVStvUOzFHETm-DzmJWBlI9_k5VIPweENAj5uVGIaSjQo1/s4032/IMG_5809.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz3xW31gE0HLl9OKmueGRCmtA289OP2mc57CpRzb0nHplYVChz4q9NTf7nZ508gaVUsgCWXKn19iZvZiDjkV7210y2VYiFbp3jyoC2-76Er7H-9V-vohHk6taeMJrw2HSgV-x_WNYtLLscu5tVStvUOzFHETm-DzmJWBlI9_k5VIPweENAj5uVGIaSjQo1/w300-h400/IMG_5809.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><p>Ada came today and we celebrated number 5! Her big day falls during the Eclipse and Laura and I feared it would be a nightmare then! Laura found all my gifts but I got the credit! Ada is a precious little girl! I’m thankful the Lord decided we should have her!</p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiLoDNbqv_McvyjMNWLlCAmj7Y8AtL5Bb41EbOJ9d3xiy5o7xTltr1-1eeUco5WmEldAWdzkQrpOJk4xkyeOtlxnP2u0tUi1JrCtEEfn9lctfj9iJilJ-s3J_aobYcvXqhxynl4AovkPVmuh4AR64eUMbtb5fhCSlYXR4PpNWkteEJ17aKedMMqlkgaj25/s2281/IMG_9661.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2281" data-original-width="2001" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiLoDNbqv_McvyjMNWLlCAmj7Y8AtL5Bb41EbOJ9d3xiy5o7xTltr1-1eeUco5WmEldAWdzkQrpOJk4xkyeOtlxnP2u0tUi1JrCtEEfn9lctfj9iJilJ-s3J_aobYcvXqhxynl4AovkPVmuh4AR64eUMbtb5fhCSlYXR4PpNWkteEJ17aKedMMqlkgaj25/w351-h400/IMG_9661.jpeg" width="351" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-15996289570519126462024-03-22T17:29:00.001+01:002024-03-22T17:33:24.174+01:00Chores<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Tasks bring rewards! I go out when day is done to lock my chicken coop. Coyotes roam! I get my reward in the sky. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Day is done, gone the sun,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">From the lake, from the hills, from the sky;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.</div></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA_HdbXwvgX-u2NNvjILhATE4GyuC8Gkf7lJuZJC5P00A1L0HC5sXXepu8itw5FGxWRENy6_Q4AGZm2tTGKtitWd9URwb0U2c1yJyJFFkGI4A4S5RfwG8qi29EzChzLrzBxfMgXZ-kwLamTj5Fnbg97q6IgqVJ3cWEKvF7ILeaNuv4znAbppMQoxAs4p_h/s4032/IMG_9650.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1803" data-original-width="4032" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA_HdbXwvgX-u2NNvjILhATE4GyuC8Gkf7lJuZJC5P00A1L0HC5sXXepu8itw5FGxWRENy6_Q4AGZm2tTGKtitWd9URwb0U2c1yJyJFFkGI4A4S5RfwG8qi29EzChzLrzBxfMgXZ-kwLamTj5Fnbg97q6IgqVJ3cWEKvF7ILeaNuv4znAbppMQoxAs4p_h/w400-h179/IMG_9650.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div>I wonder if this biscuit recipe would work? It makes 3 biscuits is what caught my attention.<br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAv4AALkxA-BFtq9AWZXSzHcU7gfxA7YQQym9iYH0YeL1y4rSgpWyQCEdNv-ZsS9_CppYcNdkwqahwDZD8cOqqKGxQpRnUcvu6L6w2DBtfb5kxIAqiqrD5ke5jqDiydjQwREIi0QQiyVvZwgonCszyJ0OLs0-52PTaOs8vGy7DBdNqBZpTBwPGjGYkRAXv/s1310/IMG_8305.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1310" data-original-width="1142" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAv4AALkxA-BFtq9AWZXSzHcU7gfxA7YQQym9iYH0YeL1y4rSgpWyQCEdNv-ZsS9_CppYcNdkwqahwDZD8cOqqKGxQpRnUcvu6L6w2DBtfb5kxIAqiqrD5ke5jqDiydjQwREIi0QQiyVvZwgonCszyJ0OLs0-52PTaOs8vGy7DBdNqBZpTBwPGjGYkRAXv/w349-h400/IMG_8305.jpeg" width="349" /></a></div>Maybe Laura and Siggie are heading home from the “cool” beach—meaning it was cold. lol They have Sadie and Ellie now. Hope they got all the stuff crammed in the car without strapping someone on top.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4xFHz1noqdOfZ2jy_Lo42MLbKLrv587mh6s9u3hpSiS6hT61Xy3CQGIRpG9jTRkPlEi4egb8nTbeS4he05DFYA0BdS3mmKnrvK-kgndeiH6HFt9kNyrfRsPf8ji9mplF5VndiTtySz__WfxasKA-ej2c9EJsuzGoQSTBSPSWT8noY2RinLiWSWKg4M7U1/s4032/73266606186__ED4FE737-59FE-4C09-9A36-E2295E50B182.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4xFHz1noqdOfZ2jy_Lo42MLbKLrv587mh6s9u3hpSiS6hT61Xy3CQGIRpG9jTRkPlEi4egb8nTbeS4he05DFYA0BdS3mmKnrvK-kgndeiH6HFt9kNyrfRsPf8ji9mplF5VndiTtySz__WfxasKA-ej2c9EJsuzGoQSTBSPSWT8noY2RinLiWSWKg4M7U1/w300-h400/73266606186__ED4FE737-59FE-4C09-9A36-E2295E50B182.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-90460373025551502972024-03-21T23:57:00.004+01:002024-03-23T00:44:08.698+01:00Friends Arrive<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7vrL877Oq78KGiSsVZ6V3zbfR9eVnnuyONCOkSuDVpJTekbGeE-GeCcO3B281sc_4VfC8_SnWyD0VR7uJ4Mn7nW8IF7m0286GmPDidHjsmSks6lmmfo8zTccGgubmiCUKNu4RorkPjbAaCuZAUFp9FJmGxxyUlaH8BRgGURUD-AHr60d-cZyX-ninMt9l/s1365/Tezza-4886.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="1197" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7vrL877Oq78KGiSsVZ6V3zbfR9eVnnuyONCOkSuDVpJTekbGeE-GeCcO3B281sc_4VfC8_SnWyD0VR7uJ4Mn7nW8IF7m0286GmPDidHjsmSks6lmmfo8zTccGgubmiCUKNu4RorkPjbAaCuZAUFp9FJmGxxyUlaH8BRgGURUD-AHr60d-cZyX-ninMt9l/w351-h400/Tezza-4886.jpeg" width="351" /></a></div>Sigrid had two friends arrive to spend time with her at the beach. I think it’s chilly there.<p></p><p>Latest book…”If Creek Don’t Rise” by Leah Weiss. It’s a saga about an impoverished community in the Appalachia. It’s written from the perspective of different characters like the book, Olive Kitteridge. I enjoyed reading it. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_516i2S4mmHKFSY_Zjexf71lWgxFfUoqiVpgfj7cIaiSlLYTu61UdOABPIpuRvZhHsmic-JzipkN_DO7-6so3pOr9kxs3ahE_Meh7gVwTKXhY2qoA51FRACnBnpkRBcgMwrVV-Ws4oZYBV0UgWsBszeMGK0tIGyGj2VHESMlTOift01dXT49PQAVV_Yws/s4032/IMG_9623.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_516i2S4mmHKFSY_Zjexf71lWgxFfUoqiVpgfj7cIaiSlLYTu61UdOABPIpuRvZhHsmic-JzipkN_DO7-6so3pOr9kxs3ahE_Meh7gVwTKXhY2qoA51FRACnBnpkRBcgMwrVV-Ws4oZYBV0UgWsBszeMGK0tIGyGj2VHESMlTOift01dXT49PQAVV_Yws/w300-h400/IMG_9623.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div>Growing up I had one bathing suit. I bought it when I was a senior in high school. It was a two piece. The top was like the sports bras of today and the bottom covered my naval. It was black with blue, and other colors. It was heavy material. When we got to go to “water”, it was the creek and it was too shallow to swim. Plus there were snakes. None of us learned to swim. In 1969, I took swimming at ATU. I passed but still as a horrible swimmer. I never got over my fear of water. I made sure Laura and Erin learned to swim. Sigrid grew up with a backyard pool. She’s a good swimmer. Better than her two sisters. She was on swim teams until 12th grade. <br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-NPvR5xrtQv6DRi0jJepU80eMfoShxtlcXRBsiyZfjyv6B-YxtqpyWvRVGpXQQdAtu0sj848TiMNm-cPDpPbsPk7qB1RxJuQkBuBuaenMoeo5BRWdtN_VerF7cH5yyMw8cV5P8g_GvzovB_kahPG_sb-EXqqZJPypvpTfY2GOJCDOHEWgBb1K9o55TNaf/s983/IMG_0214.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="983" data-original-width="762" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-NPvR5xrtQv6DRi0jJepU80eMfoShxtlcXRBsiyZfjyv6B-YxtqpyWvRVGpXQQdAtu0sj848TiMNm-cPDpPbsPk7qB1RxJuQkBuBuaenMoeo5BRWdtN_VerF7cH5yyMw8cV5P8g_GvzovB_kahPG_sb-EXqqZJPypvpTfY2GOJCDOHEWgBb1K9o55TNaf/w310-h400/IMG_0214.jpeg" width="310" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_DuBZbfsLQHkyXjmxM7PYH9C_9kNG5fM3hfWOhK4OIWw6GEGZwvSrfuCbhaV6y62e4H1yIMn4QaSa8ms0JH3UO0MZvEL-2fpTCI3E-4N5jPzHLmlxzy2YoYPj0OobGsOUtVzsMeRiQ9xAMRN6BK1p6JMiGmQ6LbiDd4y6vqYGRJcJkQibWBrsgV2kW1IM/s901/IMG_0215.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="901" data-original-width="727" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_DuBZbfsLQHkyXjmxM7PYH9C_9kNG5fM3hfWOhK4OIWw6GEGZwvSrfuCbhaV6y62e4H1yIMn4QaSa8ms0JH3UO0MZvEL-2fpTCI3E-4N5jPzHLmlxzy2YoYPj0OobGsOUtVzsMeRiQ9xAMRN6BK1p6JMiGmQ6LbiDd4y6vqYGRJcJkQibWBrsgV2kW1IM/w323-h400/IMG_0215.jpeg" width="323" /></a></div><br />Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-46902716475462893992024-03-20T23:42:00.002+01:002024-03-20T23:42:43.504+01:00Beach Trip<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkuhvCp-V3S1sIILEBXMfz5B_CPuNBWQQYnA4B93AiMkWXfn8JmM6U21A-ZedEhPRLqkLuERKlKkdZBtmrqYSJVlf3-ETtcVQfBguf-oLlwdPJPTvdAmwxAG5bdtaNys79zs1m1kUn2cgXDsUrRFlxfrQtthnAaCiDxMuvxekzdB-VkwOEod9vAMyt69gH/s4023/73264957086__013E1121-1350-4B3B-A437-093B2130C16C.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4023" data-original-width="2896" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkuhvCp-V3S1sIILEBXMfz5B_CPuNBWQQYnA4B93AiMkWXfn8JmM6U21A-ZedEhPRLqkLuERKlKkdZBtmrqYSJVlf3-ETtcVQfBguf-oLlwdPJPTvdAmwxAG5bdtaNys79zs1m1kUn2cgXDsUrRFlxfrQtthnAaCiDxMuvxekzdB-VkwOEod9vAMyt69gH/w288-h400/73264957086__013E1121-1350-4B3B-A437-093B2130C16C.jpeg" width="288" /></a></div><p>I don’t recall “spring break” when I was in school 1950’s and 60’s. But it’s a big deal now for kids. Just like we were asked what did you get for Christmas each year, now, it’s where did you go spring break. Siggie has a job. She has rent and other obligations. But she and Laura are at the beach a few days. Other friends of hers are nearby. She’s even using the beach bag I crocheted her.</p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT2iU6pN_giF7BqJKruwYbeSS9cYqmdaJPT1HmpaxiEk-c4cPJOECvhAkdq3fT_XhYCvmD_ephP9sTPiJFebZVIdb6aG1UhGZ1YFcXblbVnH-jmXUpibnqUwR81zMyflmd8mY1rKTOCWzVcHBzRkMdCMLSKADeX8K7pGt5K1-eRPfy9oWB90pW6eQAhJh9/s4032/73264970363__EF0EBDAA-A88B-4909-AEDE-1E7E4072FAE9.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT2iU6pN_giF7BqJKruwYbeSS9cYqmdaJPT1HmpaxiEk-c4cPJOECvhAkdq3fT_XhYCvmD_ephP9sTPiJFebZVIdb6aG1UhGZ1YFcXblbVnH-jmXUpibnqUwR81zMyflmd8mY1rKTOCWzVcHBzRkMdCMLSKADeX8K7pGt5K1-eRPfy9oWB90pW6eQAhJh9/w300-h400/73264970363__EF0EBDAA-A88B-4909-AEDE-1E7E4072FAE9.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi43pBo3kTL_LfZ0h6UjjCtNv0BI1zBqDblQfT8KeHIWIfaolh05fI699BWE5yS7S5I11hqIzBRD5JMCkQ8RtXSMLQUIOFaQUskA0S4sLPk8i7z_pru93VdxQ1DeSDonnDxXE2BiSsXKuhUZVKDMSMB6Uw4_gO2aa9fdPS1Ae5YcIuZASQDvomlVw-hzr6Z/s2551/73265001858__6230944C-DB38-4261-B16B-833CD202EEB6.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2551" data-original-width="2219" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi43pBo3kTL_LfZ0h6UjjCtNv0BI1zBqDblQfT8KeHIWIfaolh05fI699BWE5yS7S5I11hqIzBRD5JMCkQ8RtXSMLQUIOFaQUskA0S4sLPk8i7z_pru93VdxQ1DeSDonnDxXE2BiSsXKuhUZVKDMSMB6Uw4_gO2aa9fdPS1Ae5YcIuZASQDvomlVw-hzr6Z/w348-h400/73265001858__6230944C-DB38-4261-B16B-833CD202EEB6.jpeg" width="348" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-21213957668020244852024-03-20T16:08:00.004+01:002024-03-20T16:08:48.490+01:00Wild Violets<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjXI2PlwfP03iXUjXIFcLZ1iu2DML80o-VBpZsN6k-ImTPKsizGc_HLGsgvEKQPeLsfE07PiU9IzyMEfYeFlGtaQClPYext6JyLW8qJFpGjBHmZ6k71OvxKS9W9JYMzJmZD7WZJXzs2xa-YlVTeJuJDU5-WbjS1cERfxyoDV_5V7INDgSeV42WWvWo8O2a/s3180/IMG_9641.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2660" data-original-width="3180" height="335" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjXI2PlwfP03iXUjXIFcLZ1iu2DML80o-VBpZsN6k-ImTPKsizGc_HLGsgvEKQPeLsfE07PiU9IzyMEfYeFlGtaQClPYext6JyLW8qJFpGjBHmZ6k71OvxKS9W9JYMzJmZD7WZJXzs2xa-YlVTeJuJDU5-WbjS1cERfxyoDV_5V7INDgSeV42WWvWo8O2a/w400-h335/IMG_9641.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p>Wild Violets are blooming! Some folks try to kill them! I like the look and bees and butterflies like them, too.</p><p></p><p><br /> </p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-37099739067327662552024-03-20T01:20:00.001+01:002024-03-20T01:22:35.086+01:00Bunny Ears<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN249MUyDOsQLULg2ewuzJlcphLjrUo_W9DMIz3i0SiaVzUX1cQmrXGIdzC-ucVz8TlCyp0rou9-ElIN-nswxO69qujnQDxFNuo5ftSiQ3p8-WLmoYgANsHPQ2EOTIBiP_9dQ3DZX1qinLhk-8kp7QhJN16Uwn1I09KTpRk94WVNyMwlYbHyxVE2IVvIM_/s4032/IMG_1310.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN249MUyDOsQLULg2ewuzJlcphLjrUo_W9DMIz3i0SiaVzUX1cQmrXGIdzC-ucVz8TlCyp0rou9-ElIN-nswxO69qujnQDxFNuo5ftSiQ3p8-WLmoYgANsHPQ2EOTIBiP_9dQ3DZX1qinLhk-8kp7QhJN16Uwn1I09KTpRk94WVNyMwlYbHyxVE2IVvIM_/w300-h400/IMG_1310.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div>Ada loves her bunny ears in her hair. Bet they make her hop.<br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUzkwLh-D-qN310YW7A_pRx-Dq4giEF5cThI0dvwei1hYjUEhFRgaAN-iae6DxRzu8gfQ6sJoSEEYdGNlSd8p82HDHONmiBbyO86cqtDMWVv4Y2W_0u-_5qQz0DrjcF_WB8d5IiWnhCNIE6JXp9ktCzCdjCn8PM5yueCkLkZ_SUK98TUttyLmK8o-Ka-Tq/s4032/IMG_1304.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUzkwLh-D-qN310YW7A_pRx-Dq4giEF5cThI0dvwei1hYjUEhFRgaAN-iae6DxRzu8gfQ6sJoSEEYdGNlSd8p82HDHONmiBbyO86cqtDMWVv4Y2W_0u-_5qQz0DrjcF_WB8d5IiWnhCNIE6JXp9ktCzCdjCn8PM5yueCkLkZ_SUK98TUttyLmK8o-Ka-Tq/w300-h400/IMG_1304.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-51969489134657243672024-03-19T17:41:00.006+01:002024-03-19T17:43:28.013+01:00Being Beautiful<p>Before curling irons and flat irons, we used brush rollers, then hot rollers, but my aunts used pin curls and long strips of rags. Rag rolls made ringlets and pin rolls created waves and curls for shorter hair.. They rolled their wet hair around their index finger and then pinned it to their scalp with a bobby pin. After the hair dried, they had curls. Water was in short supply, so water was placed in a glass and the comb rested in that water until the roller was ready for the next curl. The picture is my Aunt Betty pin curling her sister's hair. No hair spray either. Sometimes a little sugar was mixed with water and misted on the hair to set it. Hard to be beautiful!🤣</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPIT04UhsCz5llAPtcXjOhIShIpQhWcdEGu4SEydDCk6Sdph2yMP7MIBaEJlrPLn7cTW13bhp2yAyYfXYvrBk13PIXl1l9d3LbOMoN6eBYpeVR32gh2-G39yOPWMQ-AqMZbVH3G_0PSRkzS1jrS3wXDbasrUY9ITbeqAfTlrsu_4GKLUfANc3k7GAFs5Li/s402/IMG_9639.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="402" data-original-width="279" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPIT04UhsCz5llAPtcXjOhIShIpQhWcdEGu4SEydDCk6Sdph2yMP7MIBaEJlrPLn7cTW13bhp2yAyYfXYvrBk13PIXl1l9d3LbOMoN6eBYpeVR32gh2-G39yOPWMQ-AqMZbVH3G_0PSRkzS1jrS3wXDbasrUY9ITbeqAfTlrsu_4GKLUfANc3k7GAFs5Li/w278-h400/IMG_9639.jpeg" width="278" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-14433866442805444972024-03-18T21:51:00.002+01:002024-03-18T21:59:37.092+01:002003?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPXHj3DJivIif2FfWUvnYe1z25DAEloiZKMRROpjUUseWZU0qeo3PdouBh79oDVasBwJ77CHO1IjeXFi903yJkeLkzf4wveZ2yaaJIhXjOt29jWe13rhUjKHV1xADP5AZotK6RqwHU3f3UexsjgJJcA6nj6dTsxB-PXK50pZJGiP2PRgFrIdIYWeuAMpnv/s4025/IMG_8246.HEIC.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2410" data-original-width="4025" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPXHj3DJivIif2FfWUvnYe1z25DAEloiZKMRROpjUUseWZU0qeo3PdouBh79oDVasBwJ77CHO1IjeXFi903yJkeLkzf4wveZ2yaaJIhXjOt29jWe13rhUjKHV1xADP5AZotK6RqwHU3f3UexsjgJJcA6nj6dTsxB-PXK50pZJGiP2PRgFrIdIYWeuAMpnv/w400-h240/IMG_8246.HEIC.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p>Back in 2000, Laura and Eric moved home to Russellville! It was a very happy day for Larry and I. They make good neighbors. Bottom photo was yearly picnic. Astrid’s face is red. She spent most of her time running. The blanket they’re all sitting on Grandma Powell made for Laura.</p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtq87SbOBGbj04pj_SCekrjFqn4HhekxmPle2j68pKNdvA88L-gYwgGgJ44Grf6-GcOp_GCcZBkeQYvt-5FUpWlwBKx2_1qosBbQeXPwZMbA3Q50XZEwVCIU3CY1Y249EBE6cmnNkU6-Ox5OyU3vLrqsmmYWeotZg6FQIXjlRHj5-MmzRMFy70sgX6Q7ml/s3957/IMG_8275.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2290" data-original-width="3957" height="231" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtq87SbOBGbj04pj_SCekrjFqn4HhekxmPle2j68pKNdvA88L-gYwgGgJ44Grf6-GcOp_GCcZBkeQYvt-5FUpWlwBKx2_1qosBbQeXPwZMbA3Q50XZEwVCIU3CY1Y249EBE6cmnNkU6-Ox5OyU3vLrqsmmYWeotZg6FQIXjlRHj5-MmzRMFy70sgX6Q7ml/w400-h231/IMG_8275.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-53771125190132360132024-03-18T13:53:00.003+01:002024-03-18T13:53:49.536+01:00Off to Work She Goes<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmMzKSI1AgQUF1RbkvBc-DS-ctVKmo4TAOtNGvAccez1tpAyAixGuYkZW-QKO17xadVkgsF06CSUiSf1NdSgUgxyhd8gXF8IxfPmf3VxTddlJej7_30rVy7IgBuUK3wWv4BvX3bK0JHSSL1MR-wZrtW0gvmxD9COqmm9d4D0YbRY5sLVBGfp_V-7jjJCGz/s2869/IMG_7642.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2869" data-original-width="2604" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmMzKSI1AgQUF1RbkvBc-DS-ctVKmo4TAOtNGvAccez1tpAyAixGuYkZW-QKO17xadVkgsF06CSUiSf1NdSgUgxyhd8gXF8IxfPmf3VxTddlJej7_30rVy7IgBuUK3wWv4BvX3bK0JHSSL1MR-wZrtW0gvmxD9COqmm9d4D0YbRY5sLVBGfp_V-7jjJCGz/w363-h400/IMG_7642.jpeg" width="363" /></a></div>Ingrid starts a new job today at Conway. Two more months and she’ll graduate. I hope her first day goes well.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx6ScXUJXounQEyaB6V_7PplbSffPiqJDZz-IlRv1DZnfKQaHKRiS-Hh6dB0MCMtIKZm5fkxTTBU0rdZdyGQFMH-iub8vxObYYrzgraMmH5Nat1hXp8z57QjXIp5Ajcw6DbvfEHivR48tSvTvT07LWoMGY2hZ1H2hxd4E2n0DuzzY0qkBjpu9mIOhMkFj9/s1800/IMG_8291.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx6ScXUJXounQEyaB6V_7PplbSffPiqJDZz-IlRv1DZnfKQaHKRiS-Hh6dB0MCMtIKZm5fkxTTBU0rdZdyGQFMH-iub8vxObYYrzgraMmH5Nat1hXp8z57QjXIp5Ajcw6DbvfEHivR48tSvTvT07LWoMGY2hZ1H2hxd4E2n0DuzzY0qkBjpu9mIOhMkFj9/w320-h400/IMG_8291.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>Logan and Astrid have been married a year. They camped at the “scene of the crime” Richland Camp Grounds. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW7_1lWrZQx7C1rA9BwRkRrjH8YSsDhV77j4SFF7vyIw4bE9nxwRY2Oift9j5gAHn5nqqbWyAQlUyB5c70U2x_B8T56tsAv1XL2wh6mR2wQz_07x7ypENbJcTDWD9x9duzWa10AG5S0Dk7puOYP3laiWN-g_nh9woryfymf9Lfnd02_oDZNjonnIvPJ5dS/s1800/IMG_8292.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW7_1lWrZQx7C1rA9BwRkRrjH8YSsDhV77j4SFF7vyIw4bE9nxwRY2Oift9j5gAHn5nqqbWyAQlUyB5c70U2x_B8T56tsAv1XL2wh6mR2wQz_07x7ypENbJcTDWD9x9duzWa10AG5S0Dk7puOYP3laiWN-g_nh9woryfymf9Lfnd02_oDZNjonnIvPJ5dS/w320-h400/IMG_8292.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>They took the entire crew with them! Piper, Blu, Wiley, and <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2fbqSRQ1tCkVo7POaCjT3uYWY5Xc3oc1iJtlI3rPPnpM48PIszEeqU8cEN38Y7-X71AWFDnyL_xDwZ6goaiVJyNwQhqeyOz741WukN0uyGiusMwmKtVbHfimC8TW-IvR8hCaPv5Y6Pkhbi6UbZe_mGU2odqRLWiAZ0kdc92hKn3fE6NPJL7KZi3kwGHhI/s1800/IMG_8293.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2fbqSRQ1tCkVo7POaCjT3uYWY5Xc3oc1iJtlI3rPPnpM48PIszEeqU8cEN38Y7-X71AWFDnyL_xDwZ6goaiVJyNwQhqeyOz741WukN0uyGiusMwmKtVbHfimC8TW-IvR8hCaPv5Y6Pkhbi6UbZe_mGU2odqRLWiAZ0kdc92hKn3fE6NPJL7KZi3kwGHhI/w320-h400/IMG_8293.jpeg" width="320" /></a>Penny!</div><br />Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-3945260547349736502024-03-17T21:38:00.001+01:002024-03-17T21:38:31.481+01:00Bye to Wrangler<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrxxynuevW-x4xpf43RcTspTvcWX2PuUbeWK-sgIvnhW647TNiVB26GkFBMdOA33pRFTOvtrmiquXQ5PmxgreIQPDcj7TtlvC2E6nDig4rbx0ux4Mivz045nLkGusw785QDZaRu3mrrHY0sT0mlfG0WpPRcQCTNTJK_AugchEXMLHdjXWDjgIfP0GISDoy/s2683/IMG_0195.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2683" data-original-width="2557" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrxxynuevW-x4xpf43RcTspTvcWX2PuUbeWK-sgIvnhW647TNiVB26GkFBMdOA33pRFTOvtrmiquXQ5PmxgreIQPDcj7TtlvC2E6nDig4rbx0ux4Mivz045nLkGusw785QDZaRu3mrrHY0sT0mlfG0WpPRcQCTNTJK_AugchEXMLHdjXWDjgIfP0GISDoy/w381-h400/IMG_0195.jpeg" width="381" /></a></div>Wrangler came here on June 20, 2021. Today she left to a new home at Quitman, AR. The new folks have lots of horses. Astrid and Logan will have an easier care routine now. Wrangler was domineering and with just sweet Manci and Merle they will get along better. I will always remember her here in the Meadow. Her colt Merle is gated and two horses are enough. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Wr_2EgEEXKJI1AcYvvcCKMq8sNHUeR_HetnVA8HVYk2VRXZiI90hI4OAKw0HWV_Kv3hAktqitW_M_1qT-3kyMuhN90WcwLCtSdp6o53xJrxKorfxN7A76W6-L4yBw-_60SjDi8WMQyqAfmQuoLABgr_-Cf9xzqPV5E89Bv_PZGuhKZFSvj-yZtL9D7-t/s1468/IMG_8285.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1218" data-original-width="1468" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Wr_2EgEEXKJI1AcYvvcCKMq8sNHUeR_HetnVA8HVYk2VRXZiI90hI4OAKw0HWV_Kv3hAktqitW_M_1qT-3kyMuhN90WcwLCtSdp6o53xJrxKorfxN7A76W6-L4yBw-_60SjDi8WMQyqAfmQuoLABgr_-Cf9xzqPV5E89Bv_PZGuhKZFSvj-yZtL9D7-t/w400-h333/IMG_8285.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-21462062439612472422024-03-17T00:57:00.000+01:002024-03-17T00:57:04.501+01:00Ada and the Animals<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHP7n6Hs1__C5OghyJWrjhXltd8vXB1ot1qeAEhRowPb2t2mhMuwn1mAObsOsFkVCduz9OUF0xt3CZut8Az3CNlJmuLvh3_x3ShPSuE9Qt2saspG3QdczUP8BB1oP7b2y2gIhOm7Kr8uenOZok2vvFwHrXevDvhMFzFtuB_zL4_j3eahf4hFdhwFeDqMTY/s4032/IMG_1284.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHP7n6Hs1__C5OghyJWrjhXltd8vXB1ot1qeAEhRowPb2t2mhMuwn1mAObsOsFkVCduz9OUF0xt3CZut8Az3CNlJmuLvh3_x3ShPSuE9Qt2saspG3QdczUP8BB1oP7b2y2gIhOm7Kr8uenOZok2vvFwHrXevDvhMFzFtuB_zL4_j3eahf4hFdhwFeDqMTY/w300-h400/IMG_1284.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div>Ada loves animals.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRpYNB47uHA6IO9-dAMYdO2NfrmM3RWTECwiIs8FTcSUxZpnCW9M-x05N5_GG0qpV8Bg1cyGNMELvviJBKsefa1zc5YkndInfeEzB9xLaP1iHI0UyeckZvcd2zsKwzbDdCT2HUWVXwnwojBAM0V_gV_W0xtLM42uOG2VdSbhEBz_HtoJUyzkmjrKRTJt45/s2810/IMG_1288.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2810" data-original-width="2598" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRpYNB47uHA6IO9-dAMYdO2NfrmM3RWTECwiIs8FTcSUxZpnCW9M-x05N5_GG0qpV8Bg1cyGNMELvviJBKsefa1zc5YkndInfeEzB9xLaP1iHI0UyeckZvcd2zsKwzbDdCT2HUWVXwnwojBAM0V_gV_W0xtLM42uOG2VdSbhEBz_HtoJUyzkmjrKRTJt45/w370-h400/IMG_1288.jpeg" width="370" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxXVR27mRoyb_gQuNlzdOo1xSjHeHYjPLmUyardJFgds5MRQY9TmsA7ChDu3qpc75Q1iIaCpbPta3z5E__LrcuUImDY1IhDpg7cz2yP8kFUdgK1OTHwucBYJPqpTATI96npc1WK05p643xxpRzJB-pdY2XN_17FnjoqsNeKTxc33iQwfNUxX2Jm9EmZVyS/s4032/IMG_1296.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxXVR27mRoyb_gQuNlzdOo1xSjHeHYjPLmUyardJFgds5MRQY9TmsA7ChDu3qpc75Q1iIaCpbPta3z5E__LrcuUImDY1IhDpg7cz2yP8kFUdgK1OTHwucBYJPqpTATI96npc1WK05p643xxpRzJB-pdY2XN_17FnjoqsNeKTxc33iQwfNUxX2Jm9EmZVyS/w300-h400/IMG_1296.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div>My favorite is Ada feeding giraffe. Greta was afraid, but Ada was a trooper.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyKkc-EkVvyq0WioqPIhTBMjBevLbyU1nDgQPGeocNVWvT1aHwqMl-ZuvrXLkyfbqCgKVPO7NFIunYiqv_V_TVs3FhyphenhyphenEb1IArETDeTNDuEKAK-2CJSY4xpbewv4g8e3q4hHMHzW7vWFFv7g0XEZsk8FedDEPVAto8hPovwPiLSfTBoyXOQcRXaoTVVZFTc/s4032/IMG_1297.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyKkc-EkVvyq0WioqPIhTBMjBevLbyU1nDgQPGeocNVWvT1aHwqMl-ZuvrXLkyfbqCgKVPO7NFIunYiqv_V_TVs3FhyphenhyphenEb1IArETDeTNDuEKAK-2CJSY4xpbewv4g8e3q4hHMHzW7vWFFv7g0XEZsk8FedDEPVAto8hPovwPiLSfTBoyXOQcRXaoTVVZFTc/w300-h400/IMG_1297.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiknwS9INVaxLvS8oSt1lwhA6DiQlaTCFPv2JtndAdR-BtPQ7f3d90XLd8uhJBDEIXi3WlOLzh4pFCc36H5InJ9kJI3zm-jRdU4z5Nb5V0XR8K1i6xVXSPQ3yVjM4_DzuRq31AWnX9DTbxExCWeJm-TGKI-neRyhJUZiPCr1kz3IP-Abtq-SgTMxsqMoDVP/s4032/IMG_1301.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiknwS9INVaxLvS8oSt1lwhA6DiQlaTCFPv2JtndAdR-BtPQ7f3d90XLd8uhJBDEIXi3WlOLzh4pFCc36H5InJ9kJI3zm-jRdU4z5Nb5V0XR8K1i6xVXSPQ3yVjM4_DzuRq31AWnX9DTbxExCWeJm-TGKI-neRyhJUZiPCr1kz3IP-Abtq-SgTMxsqMoDVP/w300-h400/IMG_1301.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-34339094807886528052024-03-16T04:04:00.000+01:002024-03-16T04:04:01.383+01:00American’s Game<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjomL3g1cHyYolFeY8BOZzg9I7zWADcjDRWSnBk87FwPErD3vMYufK7WeQMqarzhCKinnyElXb-vS0dQoxHUmJ8h4PZej_vdsEIuFyhKlnNltVykYEFnLQqTDlF1Ig1Q4pqjbvsf51CqPwsnwhV_zMIvB_-6NKgrd3cEKzTgkkkkhbZQFIidB5KxrAg5xvZ/s4032/73223687313__D7E04EDC-4857-496A-9318-8E4F7F656511.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjomL3g1cHyYolFeY8BOZzg9I7zWADcjDRWSnBk87FwPErD3vMYufK7WeQMqarzhCKinnyElXb-vS0dQoxHUmJ8h4PZej_vdsEIuFyhKlnNltVykYEFnLQqTDlF1Ig1Q4pqjbvsf51CqPwsnwhV_zMIvB_-6NKgrd3cEKzTgkkkkhbZQFIidB5KxrAg5xvZ/w300-h400/73223687313__D7E04EDC-4857-496A-9318-8E4F7F656511.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div>Laura and Eric attended a Razorback Baseball game tonight. Beat Missouri. We have a great baseball team and Coach Van Horn is tops. Our football and basketball teams were not very good, but we always have hope when spring and baseball arrives.<p></p><p>The kid’s friend had a box. What a way to watch the game. Someone there had just bought two cows from Kurt Powell, Laura said “we’re related”. Small world.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgCrf2XIsX8vYfotFf7dS7JNR_fR4QH7hUqiwzK7eeIib-w0iB5li0PTrHSiUPYjwks8LAULBw4B8AnyluHDEs9gIM952gHmz5_k3WYEW3Yqje5-1raLlRDz0UPV_LrySqQq9U5IXGZ4EtO0Y4WlEUn1OwIBjh34YUBcGA9bEhvi0s_zOjqOne2iWpNkyK/s3740/IMG_3757.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3740" data-original-width="2444" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgCrf2XIsX8vYfotFf7dS7JNR_fR4QH7hUqiwzK7eeIib-w0iB5li0PTrHSiUPYjwks8LAULBw4B8AnyluHDEs9gIM952gHmz5_k3WYEW3Yqje5-1raLlRDz0UPV_LrySqQq9U5IXGZ4EtO0Y4WlEUn1OwIBjh34YUBcGA9bEhvi0s_zOjqOne2iWpNkyK/w261-h400/IMG_3757.jpeg" width="261" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcFEyq_sukDDAQwOyMY-k_yGjx1ybXE-RDdJKKT4W0zbT2MDyuEv4wKb0HKbjf79UQRw5Cyak4_NFHmEDhOoWDwI6emokEzFwsUQ5qdidERTmIM5Ah1I_gibxch8aTM4m_kA4lIq6Txl71BMPpuNx8Yj70PjeYIPcY2ZqIijykcmt8dhqWvgSX391v2AG5/s4032/IMG_5713.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcFEyq_sukDDAQwOyMY-k_yGjx1ybXE-RDdJKKT4W0zbT2MDyuEv4wKb0HKbjf79UQRw5Cyak4_NFHmEDhOoWDwI6emokEzFwsUQ5qdidERTmIM5Ah1I_gibxch8aTM4m_kA4lIq6Txl71BMPpuNx8Yj70PjeYIPcY2ZqIijykcmt8dhqWvgSX391v2AG5/w300-h400/IMG_5713.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVRiqNGda_CB4xHgocTiPK0isQBaqIaSynJtdKX4V5dukPkgbGksl3nhBsVc6OgyKx91CR7LDGPESpCQvJrSZYUHMv3QTMB4nNZ6WyfVGwpjFb-dwDc9O9NACG5hkFR673zs0XLXUNhesmBdEjRBCG0qMTcNqwXnRYZPz2ZFIl7pmLC7eRTsFKBLpcB9tW/s4032/IMG_5714.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVRiqNGda_CB4xHgocTiPK0isQBaqIaSynJtdKX4V5dukPkgbGksl3nhBsVc6OgyKx91CR7LDGPESpCQvJrSZYUHMv3QTMB4nNZ6WyfVGwpjFb-dwDc9O9NACG5hkFR673zs0XLXUNhesmBdEjRBCG0qMTcNqwXnRYZPz2ZFIl7pmLC7eRTsFKBLpcB9tW/w300-h400/IMG_5714.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-45135832613043127892024-03-15T18:31:00.004+01:002024-03-15T18:31:19.022+01:00Records Galore<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6gLBWzvSURDh1Y7o6hW8QUAG_UWP_n5iAKOxHmpZzWz7pNoj9xcqYBppZeVmSBxbXpe436mbCPOvHtAOS-TXRo8u6P1Jj_PekwxTr_r1aAucRfJ-d0IQKb7bGDshEG1jSRjZyoBIPVnXamdRGYAZaMUSTVYGEtBd_gtpy-6FOkSmoQewxYYUN6_TU2eVQ/s2362/IMG_5693.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2139" data-original-width="2362" height="363" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6gLBWzvSURDh1Y7o6hW8QUAG_UWP_n5iAKOxHmpZzWz7pNoj9xcqYBppZeVmSBxbXpe436mbCPOvHtAOS-TXRo8u6P1Jj_PekwxTr_r1aAucRfJ-d0IQKb7bGDshEG1jSRjZyoBIPVnXamdRGYAZaMUSTVYGEtBd_gtpy-6FOkSmoQewxYYUN6_TU2eVQ/w400-h363/IMG_5693.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p><br /></p><p>I love history, data, records, genealogy! Way back in the 1980’s the Three Sisters ordered records from the National Archives. Sister Fleta ordered my father’s entire military file from 1944-1945. Recently the 1950 census was released by the Archives. Laura carried me to the Clinton Library last evening to hear Colleen Shogan, Archivist of the United States. Shogan was born in Pittsburgh. She was encouraged to read mysteries by her late mother, Patricia, and started with books from the Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys series. Shogan graduated from Norwin High School. She has authored 8 mystery books. Her first was “ Stabbing in the Senate”. </p><p>She was a first-generation college student in her family and earned a Bachelor of Arts degree in political science from Boston College and a Doctor of Philosophy degree in American politics from Yale University.</p><p>I enjoyed the talk so much. The Archives houses billions of records of our country—soon to be 250 years of records. I’m going to read Stabbing in the Senate!</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie-vVMdFzXijQHXw2u7kaEFs_gNEW0pnXW7c2DIH2L0b9KaClIoUFqfak9ijXTgcNkBhMHwZqOruHs3SpHpU0osQSFY2dGYSEEJ6rXNSPweO_kPZH3cH_AdITFZKx81Phw9KYBTa4PG0SvvjkgnFadAVLlpU7s5Fe_oeP0lDDdx0E7rHWuzj8BzgJ78y-E/s2760/IMG_5697.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2163" data-original-width="2760" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie-vVMdFzXijQHXw2u7kaEFs_gNEW0pnXW7c2DIH2L0b9KaClIoUFqfak9ijXTgcNkBhMHwZqOruHs3SpHpU0osQSFY2dGYSEEJ6rXNSPweO_kPZH3cH_AdITFZKx81Phw9KYBTa4PG0SvvjkgnFadAVLlpU7s5Fe_oeP0lDDdx0E7rHWuzj8BzgJ78y-E/w400-h314/IMG_5697.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-7764211029784644042024-03-14T18:31:00.002+01:002024-03-14T18:31:15.456+01:00Moving on Up<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQFdjq347rPlQIHx08ll30dd5u080nSt1vVSrOSshR3hPTMv-Fnx-e8dx_8vjMcZd063AnwkYtdJJNGNwyYJegT7qeAYQPTywPMjSHZAncOCe7lUfc90yrFodvDXmsLg1_MMlAcow_WLTHIjFA0cnTVhBAQqUDUTtn40xODKo9ANcGvTWR6wYmPK2LlK4R/s1540/IMG_1243.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="1244" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQFdjq347rPlQIHx08ll30dd5u080nSt1vVSrOSshR3hPTMv-Fnx-e8dx_8vjMcZd063AnwkYtdJJNGNwyYJegT7qeAYQPTywPMjSHZAncOCe7lUfc90yrFodvDXmsLg1_MMlAcow_WLTHIjFA0cnTVhBAQqUDUTtn40xODKo9ANcGvTWR6wYmPK2LlK4R/w323-h400/IMG_1243.jpeg" width="323" /></a></div>Moving on up! Second track meet for Greta! She ended up 2nd and 3rd this time. Good throwing, Greta Ann!<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi29lg6uetpZvBKHzNXM311JTA91ZAFdzVox5j3V5eASiVUF5VEMrRX90UsRpYfkJHfxQUB333_BLcX1J5rFfZ_62kLxdm2TLAPIlFzU_3-JhqANYQK40SBcKdKjZaZOr4Yyp0w5MB-bCyMe3sjvcUJ1YlXw6aJFzSxpx1jNQ2CThURHZLsrC-uNh_WqvlW/s4032/IMG_9605.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi29lg6uetpZvBKHzNXM311JTA91ZAFdzVox5j3V5eASiVUF5VEMrRX90UsRpYfkJHfxQUB333_BLcX1J5rFfZ_62kLxdm2TLAPIlFzU_3-JhqANYQK40SBcKdKjZaZOr4Yyp0w5MB-bCyMe3sjvcUJ1YlXw6aJFzSxpx1jNQ2CThURHZLsrC-uNh_WqvlW/w300-h400/IMG_9605.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div>My white Jonquils are just now blooming. Put me to thinking— I’m glad all flowers don’t bloom at once. It’s nice to have new blooms after older ones are finished.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQiG-X9aPqhmqTJ_EiKkG4Bujzq-BW3GDBGhIAXuWyfbN1iQ3abk4vZ-C76Z4wze6rDeJH87UqobS5-9_-73EzXC09xWPQ2WbIb8mhET75nHxpF6FFzQ_zWDWj5X73WJ7HwqO13KbxytafTuaZQDOwKhYimVti3Lf5BpHSamC5lxZ_BCFH6vSUBwSYalcr/s4032/IMG_9606.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQiG-X9aPqhmqTJ_EiKkG4Bujzq-BW3GDBGhIAXuWyfbN1iQ3abk4vZ-C76Z4wze6rDeJH87UqobS5-9_-73EzXC09xWPQ2WbIb8mhET75nHxpF6FFzQ_zWDWj5X73WJ7HwqO13KbxytafTuaZQDOwKhYimVti3Lf5BpHSamC5lxZ_BCFH6vSUBwSYalcr/w300-h400/IMG_9606.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-62574599615151830992024-03-14T00:34:00.003+01:002024-03-14T01:02:11.236+01:00Phlox and Almond<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWleqqM79UG1_PiGW7o9jniZdVJvVZko_6q8kmB-dScNWlFjPQnB2UPgtTxsgriAtbT89ue5bnyfLHItBHHB6OkzLJ9ma2ZSiAC6YJ2RigOkDb8lZ-MXsZKptPqC4vST5MQdR9ygrvcjJnqqH_i63sLVchE70IcNYm-ljPJggJga9qXTRZ29x0RFEqmp55/s4032/IMG_9585.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWleqqM79UG1_PiGW7o9jniZdVJvVZko_6q8kmB-dScNWlFjPQnB2UPgtTxsgriAtbT89ue5bnyfLHItBHHB6OkzLJ9ma2ZSiAC6YJ2RigOkDb8lZ-MXsZKptPqC4vST5MQdR9ygrvcjJnqqH_i63sLVchE70IcNYm-ljPJggJga9qXTRZ29x0RFEqmp55/w400-h300/IMG_9585.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div>Phlox growing over a rock wall in my friend Margaret’s yard. The pink bloom is called Almond. I’ve never heard of it. It has a pretty pink bloom and sweet aroma.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglWXwOLHv9eGKAKdHlz9ddoxw03mn2auuljCwj-WZgp3plfDfXp1RJYSFH6DsSH4pZFuY2ZmM92FVp15vyPPxfg7-X8zb4Vujh2Bh6yip5jCxjaWa2V6p-JV2Nc51xrW24dYXaWM5ZTjXxedgODERS6j6br2L_vC9aAsHy4QYavPJ87nOGLsZ18EOaJw-H/s4032/IMG_9587.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglWXwOLHv9eGKAKdHlz9ddoxw03mn2auuljCwj-WZgp3plfDfXp1RJYSFH6DsSH4pZFuY2ZmM92FVp15vyPPxfg7-X8zb4Vujh2Bh6yip5jCxjaWa2V6p-JV2Nc51xrW24dYXaWM5ZTjXxedgODERS6j6br2L_vC9aAsHy4QYavPJ87nOGLsZ18EOaJw-H/w300-h400/IMG_9587.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIpK14ZtyBbko5Q5EskBxsQA_eTnynCESzzij7jmx-qrN80fFTOvIoPwnna9BJO8adNs1EDasXqQteu4UoRrKDs81yvTBXJIhvLaMgVoectvcIaDU4ouqgeR248WC1eqGtwwWJIRYue0GZVPzOKlP1xstWjLZjSRe9hanPMFQhX38-mPFvc8jw6wqw9ZPZ/s4032/IMG_9589.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIpK14ZtyBbko5Q5EskBxsQA_eTnynCESzzij7jmx-qrN80fFTOvIoPwnna9BJO8adNs1EDasXqQteu4UoRrKDs81yvTBXJIhvLaMgVoectvcIaDU4ouqgeR248WC1eqGtwwWJIRYue0GZVPzOKlP1xstWjLZjSRe9hanPMFQhX38-mPFvc8jw6wqw9ZPZ/w400-h300/IMG_9589.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-22382394465730563782024-03-13T20:02:00.003+01:002024-03-13T20:03:20.009+01:00Easy Chair<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-jKhekx3g2eEmUH3vvJKn03_DbF9KlJihTxMcVEwoq6edcCZNLrp1kTs7VFwaIeqsHTY9bJ51UkpjKjdY4A569GUhY6BkNLxsNVO4IYtnDwKkZVS2g8fV4kkR5rDoYSGUVsEUkT2ouAfoP6HX_xDQidGHz-udz0Odxbx7EsdeZYsAXC39tqJErICcsved/s4032/IMG_9596.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="2622" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-jKhekx3g2eEmUH3vvJKn03_DbF9KlJihTxMcVEwoq6edcCZNLrp1kTs7VFwaIeqsHTY9bJ51UkpjKjdY4A569GUhY6BkNLxsNVO4IYtnDwKkZVS2g8fV4kkR5rDoYSGUVsEUkT2ouAfoP6HX_xDQidGHz-udz0Odxbx7EsdeZYsAXC39tqJErICcsved/w260-h400/IMG_9596.jpeg" width="260" /></a></div>I bought a new tv chair. The one I had there was tan. It didn’t go with my couch. I put it in my bedroom so if I watch tv in there I can put my feet up. We bought the older chairs in June 2017. The chairs are lazy boys and very comfortable.<br /> <p></p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-61373205302676275142024-03-13T13:45:00.002+01:002024-03-13T19:55:26.664+01:00Irene<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdJWjY3sn8Buk9t6UuHtFBXpkRJnCJWFYprVFwrG-quzY4HZD1lXxMOkOPO3xByuUYAuo2J-3DxoqfCIQp9a_auic-bdSzwhHMSTSghhEh0OnDozIKZgifb8OVqZOL2yPa5uMNoLb7i_m7YWISnWSdbRCOmBcKWQ7lG6GVCjS9imERxnxysJPZUJJ5dtZV/s2981/IMG_9586.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2981" data-original-width="2286" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdJWjY3sn8Buk9t6UuHtFBXpkRJnCJWFYprVFwrG-quzY4HZD1lXxMOkOPO3xByuUYAuo2J-3DxoqfCIQp9a_auic-bdSzwhHMSTSghhEh0OnDozIKZgifb8OVqZOL2yPa5uMNoLb7i_m7YWISnWSdbRCOmBcKWQ7lG6GVCjS9imERxnxysJPZUJJ5dtZV/w306-h400/IMG_9586.jpeg" width="306" /></a></div>Went to see Cousin Irene. I bought her a good pair of leather shoes for her 86th birthday. She was sinking lower. Was in the hospital. With the “big” water pill she is supposed to take a potassium pill the size of a horse pill. She just quit trying to get it down Jann thinks. Fluid was on her heart and lungs. Maybe she’ll take the pill now. Dr. Told her cut it up in applesauce. She makes me realize one thing for certain—I have no big problems! <p></p><p>Irene can’t get out to her yard now. This is her bleeding heart blooming. Her flowers bloom for other eyes.</p><p> </p>Galla Creekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309721801607981395.post-46175822846474638542024-03-11T16:08:00.002+01:002024-03-11T16:08:08.726+01:00Futball<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5gzAn4KLijuQu1zaqBvBNgvqthxdRshJrYiQ5-fsgGPEEcXF4hdHm_1t2_UK8RuAIBl6zkwLZ0UCP0htEFAGFzX6xYSi0RMXrkqrkrAE1m5Z1q5eGtYvzVBG57g_Bgr6a77piKFtr10S4WVoU-iGMWlrvJKqd3Qgf-RrecUKD_XMaweCoy0KQ1UFqb_xF/s1514/IMG_8277.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1236" data-original-width="1514" height="326" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5gzAn4KLijuQu1zaqBvBNgvqthxdRshJrYiQ5-fsgGPEEcXF4hdHm_1t2_UK8RuAIBl6zkwLZ0UCP0htEFAGFzX6xYSi0RMXrkqrkrAE1m5Z1q5eGtYvzVBG57g_Bgr6a77piKFtr10S4WVoU-iGMWlrvJKqd3Qgf-RrecUKD_XMaweCoy0KQ1UFqb_xF/w400-h326/IMG_8277.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj0-Clhd3iWUxUafQACK6O6zLb48yzfvbLMT1gFLSxca8vJJrqtYxLSGQwcD1nqSHp4lk6cOzF307l_rpXEsYk8iUV9rsP1yuAE2EVwVLu0mAmzisVdDg471dx2LUzfnggcll1_4AlqfBvSqugY9z5sgbIt1r3FpOSWt1U-DebqRqqUiVFBk0-1iJdmuQ9/s1474/IMG_8278.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="993" data-original-width="1474" height="270" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj0-Clhd3iWUxUafQACK6O6zLb48yzfvbLMT1gFLSxca8vJJrqtYxLSGQwcD1nqSHp4lk6cOzF307l_rpXEsYk8iUV9rsP1yuAE2EVwVLu0mAmzisVdDg471dx2LUzfnggcll1_4AlqfBvSqugY9z5sgbIt1r3FpOSWt1U-DebqRqqUiVFBk0-1iJdmuQ9/w400-h270/IMG_8278.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div>Astrid and Logan are playing indoor soccer. Logan never played but because Asti loves it, he started playing. He doesn’t really love running either, but he’s running races with her. She has a dirt bike and is supposed to try racing. He loves that. I’m thrilled they do things together. Well, I’m thrilled they “do”. They are always building something, camping, sporting — together. This month they’ll be married one year! 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