...but the sidewalks end 2 miles before you get to my house *VBS* That's ok tho...because WI Hwy 29 runs past the complex. I woke up to some interesting things this morning. One of them was daylight! The other was an elusive dream about childhood and candy. Does that ever happen to you? Just at the very end of the dream, as I was resisting Ebby's urgent 'messages' for food, into my mind popped a "Sugar Daddy". Is that the right name? It was an all day sucker, wrapped in bright yellow waxy paper...I think the lettering was red. Inside, on the very white stick was an ovalish shaped sucker that tasted something like caramel and something like toffee. It was fairly hard until you sucked or chewed on it and then it gradually softened. It was incredibly sticky and sweet. So I'm now scratching my head...was it a Sugar Daddy sucker or was it Sugar Babies???Or maybe the Sugar Babies were a spin off and came in a yellow bag?? Anybody remember those? Maybe they still exist today, I'll have to look.These are my "10 minutes before 7 a.m." pictures. The sun comes earlier now, and,on the days we actually SEE the sun, it looks like this looking east from my windows. My world cast in a peachy, pinkish glow warming to the rising of the sun. It isn't up YET in these pictures, but coming fast.
The sunday morning sidewalks is in reference to a song with that lyric...not sure what it's called, maybe Sunday Morning Coming Down?? I hear the melody in my head but don't know the words.
And for some glorious color, on these still-slightly bland days of March, summer sunshine from our local Farmer's Market(last summer).
The 'pint size pleasure' grandsons are coming for a visit this afternoon, and I'm "all a-twitter" as the old saying goes *VBS* I haven't seem them since New Years Day and I'm looking forward to all the things they will tell and show me. Their Daddy(and his partner) moved to the city where the boys live, over the weekend. That means he will have many more chances to see them(on occasion) after school or here and there as time and work schedules permit. He was only 25 miles away previously, but with gas running as high as it is, the move was an excellent idea. His new job is in their home town.
There's nothing quilty today...I'm still in the depths of scrap cutting but I'm ready to take a break from that hour a day, and sew again. Even when it's UFO's, sewing is good!!! Hope you all are having some sunshine on your shoulder on this sunny Sunday morning *VBS*