
According to this site it just recently went over the 300 mil mark.




I thought it was neat with the fall color on each side of the snowy ski mountain.
So I had a nice weekend. Productive and still fun.
When I got home I talked to my son who lives in the Detroit area. He had just gotten home from a Lions football game. He was happy because it was the first game the Lions won this year.





While I waited for it to melt, I did some inside cleaning. Since I was gone all last weekend, I had a lot to catch up on. I scrubbed floors, dusted, vacuumed, changed the bed linen and washed the bedroom wall after I noticed how badly it needed it when I was stripping the bed.
During the fall and winter, I have about 9.5 productive hours in a day (5:30am to 3:00 p.m.). As the sun goes down, so does my energy level. Since I am at work until 3:00 p.m. on weekedays, my productive time is spent. When I get home, the most I want to do is get a quick dinner ready and clean up the kitchen.
I have no dishwasher.
I hear you all gasp!
LOL. I had a dishwasher many years ago and really never found it all that wonderful. I always did all the tough pots/pans, etc. by hand anyway. I can wash all the dishes, dry them and put them away much faster than it takes a dishwasher to wash them. Anyway, I've strayed from my point, which was that I have a lot of housework to do on the weekend.
About 11:00 a.m. the snow had melted and I went out to cut off all the canna leaves and dumped the rest of the annuals. I put all the sweet potato tubers in a paper bag (just like Giddy said in her comment). I will overwinter them in the crawl space which is cooler than my basement. I really never have much success overwintering them because I never bring them out early enough to get going. Giddy said she brings hers out in Feb., which is probably what I should do, but I probably won't. I really have no place to put pots of stuff in my house. So I wait until May and since they take forever and a day to come up, I end up buying more for my containers rather than waiting until August for the first leaf to sprout. I am saving these just to stick them in the ground someplace and see if anything happens. The ones I stuck in the ground this year never even came up.
I also cut down about 4 wheelbarrow loads of perennials.
I deep cleaned my crocs with a toothbrush and Bar Keeper's Friend. Is there anything that Bar Keeper's Friend will not clean?
Now I can use them during the winter to run out to the garage and down to the basement.
Last night I went to JC Penney and bought some new hand towels for the bathroom. They had a 50% off sale.
Who has an old wine rack that is never used?
I have an idea that may appeal to some of you.
Use it as a holder for extra towels in your bathroom.
(You will have to go to the post below to see the picture since Blogger would not allow me to put it in this post. )


It has the little candle warmer holder. On the bottom it says, "Pasedena Florence Ceramic company, California." I could not get a clear pic of it. Last spring I tried searching for info on it, but could not find a thing. Maybe one of you are a collector and know something about it.
I love my treasures even more when I have a little info about them.
This Moorcroft flower vase is truly beautiful. I know a little bit about this one as it came from a now deceased family member. I am not sure how old it is. I can account for about 35 years of family ownership, but beyond that, I don't know.

I actually use this vase all the time. I think this one has a little value.
But it does not matter to me how valuable they are. I like the 25 cent garage sale find as much as the hundred(s) dollar vase. Although I would certainly cringe a bit more if I dropped the vase. :)

This is the marking on the bottom.
Someone must know what that trademark above the "Austria" is. I would be grateful for any info.
Here's another one I just love.


If anyone knows any info about these, please post a comment. That is, IF Blogger will let you. I am trying to add more items, but Blogger is on the blink again, so I will have to do a second post later.

I had to snap a few shots yesterday even though it was cold and rainy outside. We are predicted to get some snow today and high winds, so the leaves will probably be gone by the weekend.
My very own banana salad. It makes a fine light dinner when you are eating alone, like I did last night.As soon as you enter the house, you are in this little kitchen, which has been stocked to resemble an earlier era.
My husband had a hoosier cabinet very similar to that white one in the house he rented before I married him. I really don't think I would like to cook on an old woodstove like that. Can't you just imagine all the work involved in making dinner in those days?





We sat in a bar Saturday night sipping our libation of choice while watching the underdogs earn the right to play in the American League Championship Series. We were waiting for an empty table for dinner.
The things I do to get a blog picture!
Imagine sitting in a dark bar full of sports fans glued to the tube and someone stands up and snaps a FLASH picture. Just a tad embarrassing....but I'm getting used to people looking at me wondering what kind of nut I am.
I rarely go into a restaurant anymore without photographing my meal.
See, here's my dinner salad
My main dish of shrimp fettucine
and breakfast Sunday morning! 
That's what blogging has done to me.
Be careful.
I hear it's a contagious disease.


Many of the graves here are well over 100 years old, like this unattended site of a 20 year old woman named Hattie. I first spotted the finial lying on the ground and went over to snap a picture. I suspect it simply fell from age and was very surprised that vandals had not picked it up.

I snapped this engraving rather quickly (just to have the name)and did not realize what a poor job I had done until I had it on my computer screen. I then realized there was a touching engraving from the husband at the bottom:
Tis hard to break the tender cord,
When love has bound the heart
Tis hard, so hard to speak the word
.................
Unfortunately I did not get the last line.
Now I will have to go back to find out what it says!
I also noted that I did not see any other graves next to Hattie. I wonder what happened to the grief-stricken husband? I would guess he found another wife, raised a family and was buried in some other plot.
How interesting it would be to find out more about the person behind the name on the tombstone.

This is a golf course. We did not golf, I just walked around and took pictures.
And this..........oh, it was breathtaking! This is one spot where DH stopped and I walked down that little dirt path and found the red ones above off to the right. That road sign says that the road narrows to one lane, which it did just beyond these trees.
There was a short, sometimes scary ride. There was a drop off to the lake on the right side of the road. When a car was coming at you, you had to get way over to the right and yet not too far or you would drop off into the lake! Ah, but it was worth it to arrive at this lookout point!
Way across the water is Canada.