- Let’s raise a fair-trade toast to National Coffee Day! (coolmompicks.com)
- Wake up and smell the coffee (newstalk.ie)
- I can’t quit you – ♥ Coffee (pulpsushi.typepad.com)
What could be better than a plate full of hot Pillsbury GRANDS® biscuits in the morning? Ten years ago, my answer would have been “Nothing.”
My-oh-my, the difference a few years can make! When I talk about grands nowadays, Pillsbury isn’t in the picture — except I do have an 18-month-old great-grand that giggles like Pillsbury’s Dough Boy when I poke her in the belly.
What can be better than a plateful of hot GRANDS biscuits? That’s real easy: an armful of great-granddaughters…
This photo was taken about six months or so ago, but it seems like yesterday to me. Their ages now are 19 months, four years and eight years. We figured out a few months ago that being in separate homes, spread out over more than 300 miles, made no sense at all. So we decided to try the extended family style of living that was a mainstay of this great country for about 300 years. We have a wonderful household consisting of four – that’s FOUR – generations. There’s me, my daughter and her husband, my granddaughter and her husband, and the three little ones. The grand great-grands are the fourth generation. Perfect!
We now live in a big 3-level house with 5 bedrooms, 3 baths, plus Grandpa has his own stateroom alongside the house, connected but separate, with full bath. We have a big yard for the girls to run in, a large screened porch for when the skeeters get too hungry, a huge patio, and the really cool part – our backyard sits on a bayou that connects to Pensacola Bay (about 2 miles away as the dolphin swims).
I’m lovin’ my life, and I’d like to share it with you. If you like the way this blog is headed, just click on the “Follow My Blog” – and be sure to comment so I’ll know I’m headed in the right direction. I have a lot of years, a whole lot of the North America continent and a few islands here and there to look at again. I’d be pleased to take all of you with me as I blog. Y’all come along now, y’hear?
From where I sit, you can see someone fishin’ almost any day. At times it’s neighbors — adults usually on weekends or in the evenin’s, and now that school’s out for the summer, youngsters most any time. High tide seems to be the time the neighbors fish, so I reckon they know that’s when the fish jump the most and are bitin’ the best.
Looks like the word has gotten out, though, so you never know for sure who might be fishin’ in our bayou. Yesterday some of us family members were sittin’ on the back patio next to the dock when we heard a splash in the bayou that was a good bit louder than usual. Maybe a tree limb, I figured, ’cause if a person had fallen in there would likely be some splashin’ and hollerin.’ We took to lookin’ and sure enough, there was something different. Strangers were fishin’ in our bayou.
My grandson took off runnin’ for his camera ’cause he wanted to get pictures of the intruders. (He’s a Sheriff’s Deputy here in Escambia County.) By the time he got back with the camera there was three of them strangers out there in the water, just scramblin’ around after them fish. What a sight that was! They were movin’ around so fast it was hard to get a good look, but he caught two of the three on film.
Maybe we should put them photos on the Post Office wall. Here’s a picture of two of ‘em.
What do you know about this national landmark? We see photos showing the Statue of Freedom almost every day. Next to our national treasure in New York Harbor, it is the most famous statue in the United States and is probably photographed more than the Statue of Liberty.
“The [bronze] statue is a classical female figure wearing flowing robes. Her right hand rests on the hilt of a sheathed sword; her left hand holds a laurel wreath of victory and the shield of the United States with thirteen stripes. Her helmet is encircled by stars and features a crest composed of an eagle’s head, feathers, and talons, a reference to the costume of Native Americans. A brooch inscribed “U.S.” secures her fringed robes. She stands on a cast-iron globe encircled with the words E Pluribus Unum, our national motto prior to the motto being changed in 1956. The lower part of the base is decorated with fasces and wreaths. Ten bronze points tipped with platinum are attached to her headdress, shoulders, and shield for protection from lightning….Her crest rises 288 feet above the plaza.
The Statue of Freedom has been on very public display in one of the most visited locations in the United States since its placement there on December 2, 1863.”