RockA"Bill"y

So sometimes I can be a little bratty (like HERE) when it comes to my sister Karol. I would have to admit it is a case of sibling rivalry. I mean, isn't it enough that she is an amazing watercolor artist? See HERE. 


She has always had a good eye for photography too, but has always let me be the one behind the camera. Well, that's all over now. She is working with costumes and mood, and well, she just puts me to shame. 


Above is how she spent her 4th of July weekend. Luckily she has a husband who is always willing to play along. (oh, gosh, one of those).


Kind of an Idlewild state of mind? I don't think it is just coincidental that their cabin is just a few miles west of the home of The Flamingo and Paradise Clubs. Can't you just feel him channeling the greats who played there back in the 50's?  Move over Louis, B.B and Fats, cuz', Billy, he gots da bluez.  


p.s. I hear Billy does a mean KISS impression too! I'll leave that to your imagination until I can steal the photo for a later post!

Crazy Woman's Daily Affirmation.

 

I purchased this medallion at Crazy Woman Trading Company in Big Timber, Montana a couple years ago, on a previously mentioned trip.  

It has hung from my rearview window ever since. It is my daily reminder that only I can make it happen. I control my happiness, my fulfillment, my destiny.

So, darn it, crazy woman - LIVE your LIFE!

Something good is happening.

While we lost our cherries to an early April heat wave followed by a late frost, the grapes and some pears made it through the crazy Michigan spring. 

Looking forward to the jellies, juices and other goodness from our upcoming harvest.

Small Town, Big Celebration

Good fortune landed our family in a small community that believes in a BIG fourth of July celebration.

While cities much larger are cutting fireworks from their budgets, our little township saves their pennies, and NEVER disappoints. 

Sure, we could use a lot of new things around here, but small town folks remember it is function over form. 

EXCEPT for the 4th of July. Then it is ALL FORM! Forty-five minutes of eye-poppin', ear-blastin', just as good as big city - FORM! 

And all from the comfort of our lawn chair in the back of our old pick up trucks. 

Life is good.

I wish you could smell these.

The aroma still lingers in the kitchen, and on my fingertips. 
This was dinner AND breakfast.
I love Michigan in June.