<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904</id><updated>2012-03-02T11:20:12.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stacey's Treasures</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>312</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-5806870817444224326</id><published>2012-03-02T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-02T06:55:44.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasures in the woods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N2_PMDkQZwA/T1DdszWTLTI/AAAAAAAABEk/Elp1S6gGUJY/s1600/Buffalo+Skull+%231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N2_PMDkQZwA/T1DdszWTLTI/AAAAAAAABEk/Elp1S6gGUJY/s320/Buffalo+Skull+%231.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YpfK938pbPQ/T1DdvcobVBI/AAAAAAAABEs/xmqB1_cgvKQ/s1600/Buffalo+Skull+%232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YpfK938pbPQ/T1DdvcobVBI/AAAAAAAABEs/xmqB1_cgvKQ/s320/Buffalo+Skull+%232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I like to go treasure hunting out in the woods. Last week I found a buffalo skull lying out under the trees. It had been there for quite some time. Not a speck of tissue was left on the bones, just a few bird droppings and debris from the woods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I packed my new found treasure home. Submerged it in a sink&amp;nbsp;of bleach water, dug out my paints and got to work turning the skull into a piece of art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Thank you dear buffalo for letting me find your final resting place under the trees.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-5806870817444224326?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5806870817444224326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=5806870817444224326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5806870817444224326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5806870817444224326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2012/03/treasures-in-woods.html' title='Treasures in the woods'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N2_PMDkQZwA/T1DdszWTLTI/AAAAAAAABEk/Elp1S6gGUJY/s72-c/Buffalo+Skull+%231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-994637306008714610</id><published>2012-02-19T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T08:18:05.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Northern Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XierxLDUNPQ/T0EcKIdsPLI/AAAAAAAABEc/wBrpdIwipUk/s1600/Northern+Lights.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XierxLDUNPQ/T0EcKIdsPLI/AAAAAAAABEc/wBrpdIwipUk/s320/Northern+Lights.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We drove to Rugby 40 miles north last night to dine at the newly remodeled Dakota Farms restaurant. The walls where covered with granite tiles in carmel tones. The recessed lighting and wall sconces resembled salt lamps which promote the power of healing. It was all tastefully done and very busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We enjoyed an ice cold draft beer with our tender, juicy prime rib dinner. I'm sure we will be making this trip in the future when in the mood for a nice meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Driving home on this dark winters night I couldn't help but notice how bright and clear the stars where sparkling in the sky. Gazing to the north I noticed a finger of light streaming down but looking back I thought, no It's just a reflection from inside the cab of the Blazer. But driving further we noticed these strange lights changing shape and becoming brighter. We stopped along the gravel road and turned off our lights. I zipped up my coat, pulled up my hood and stood outside gazing up into the night sky to view the waves of light moving&amp;nbsp;acrossed the sky. This is the first time I've seen the northern lights and I wouldn't have missed it for the world. We drove acrossed the frozen ice of Antelope Lake to get home and watched them from the darkness of the lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What an awe inspiring night this was. A wonderful dinner and the unexpected gift of viewing the Aurora Borialis on a winters eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-994637306008714610?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/994637306008714610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=994637306008714610' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/994637306008714610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/994637306008714610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2012/02/northern-lights.html' title='Northern Lights'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XierxLDUNPQ/T0EcKIdsPLI/AAAAAAAABEc/wBrpdIwipUk/s72-c/Northern+Lights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-4659883825269201829</id><published>2012-02-13T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T11:42:52.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a waisted day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnwDb1TbYhg/Tzlk49K7t3I/AAAAAAAABEU/QlaNxCOeTVY/s1600/squirl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; height: 298px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; width: 671px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnwDb1TbYhg/Tzlk49K7t3I/AAAAAAAABEU/QlaNxCOeTVY/s400/squirl.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Penny spotted this little squirl in the tree outside our window.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's a good day to sit in front of the fire with a hot cup of tea and a good book.&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mom always said "There are never waisted days. Just days to rest and get better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;I did something to my back Friday that has progressively gotten worse over the weekend to the point where it hurt to open a door, sit in a chair, get out of a chair or drive. This morning the pain was making me sick to my stomach, so I showed up to work and got some details worked out. I was lucky enough to get into the chiropractor and went home to take it easy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm hopping in a day or so my back will be better and I can go about business pain free.&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-4659883825269201829?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4659883825269201829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=4659883825269201829' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4659883825269201829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4659883825269201829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2012/02/not-waisted-day.html' title='Not a waisted day.'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnwDb1TbYhg/Tzlk49K7t3I/AAAAAAAABEU/QlaNxCOeTVY/s72-c/squirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8531423020540707076</id><published>2012-02-12T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T07:26:06.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Winters Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b_ZFq11hA6o/TzfZ3862IwI/AAAAAAAABEM/p0qEBnYZJHs/s1600/Pretty+Winters+Day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b_ZFq11hA6o/TzfZ3862IwI/AAAAAAAABEM/p0qEBnYZJHs/s640/Pretty+Winters+Day.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8531423020540707076?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8531423020540707076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8531423020540707076' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8531423020540707076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8531423020540707076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2012/02/pretty-winters-day.html' title='Pretty Winters Day'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b_ZFq11hA6o/TzfZ3862IwI/AAAAAAAABEM/p0qEBnYZJHs/s72-c/Pretty+Winters+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8338580482865147452</id><published>2012-02-04T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T07:09:48.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Dogs, Children and Watermelon Wine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ee-LhWu7VSc/SrwJLWgE_1I/AAAAAAAAAjo/V4IbNad9qa0/s1600/Fluffy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ee-LhWu7VSc/SrwJLWgE_1I/AAAAAAAAAjo/V4IbNad9qa0/s400/Fluffy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tom T Hall sings the things that make life worth livin are old dogs, children and watermelon wine and I have to agree with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My loyal companion of 14 years is gone. She passed away two weeks ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's sad to loose a good dog. Dog people get broken hearts through out their lives. Our dogs have shorter life spans than we humans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fluffy would have been in her 90's in dog years and she was still going on walks with me until the week before she died. She couldn't hear well or see much out of her cloudy eyes. At times she would run off into the woods following a sent trail and not be able to find me again. She would be waiting back at the house when I returned wondering when we where going on our walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We got Fluffy when our daughter Dawn was three years old. Dawn insisted on naming this collie cross Fluffy and she did look like a little fluff ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Once when Fluffy was still a small pup Dawn and I where taking a walk out in the field. We had a bunch of young horses that enjoyed running around bucking and kicking up their heels. As these colts and fillies came rushing towards us Fluffy positioned herself between Dawn and the renegade horses and barked ferociously at them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fluffy spent her life as a farm dog always ready to protect the chickens from any predators coming their way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She led a good and useful life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We will miss you Fluffy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJpTWiRjdVw/Ty1J34NNlPI/AAAAAAAABEE/W4ew1zbo8Ec/s1600/Dawn+and+Fluffy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJpTWiRjdVw/Ty1J34NNlPI/AAAAAAAABEE/W4ew1zbo8Ec/s400/Dawn+and+Fluffy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8338580482865147452?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8338580482865147452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8338580482865147452' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8338580482865147452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8338580482865147452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2012/02/old-dogs-children-and-watermelon-wine.html' title='Old Dogs, Children and Watermelon Wine'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ee-LhWu7VSc/SrwJLWgE_1I/AAAAAAAAAjo/V4IbNad9qa0/s72-c/Fluffy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-2610470949705789617</id><published>2012-01-21T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T07:05:23.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coyote Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kfsBjFdJcZA/TxrRhQTj0iI/AAAAAAAABD8/TT3ooyL0_Wo/s1600/Souri+Yawning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kfsBjFdJcZA/TxrRhQTj0iI/AAAAAAAABD8/TT3ooyL0_Wo/s400/Souri+Yawning.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Souri's getting bigger and bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Soon she will be able to chase away those mean old coyote's that want to eat our calves and chickens for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The coyote's have been really bad this year. Four of them came into our calve pen the other night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Luckily the dogs started barking alerting us to the situation in time to chase them away before they did any damage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We try to keep the coyote population under control, but this year with no snow to plow through, they can run to well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;These coyote's are very smart. As soon as they see you they are off, faster than a speeding bullet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We will have to keep a close eye on the baby calves in the spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-2610470949705789617?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2610470949705789617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=2610470949705789617' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/2610470949705789617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/2610470949705789617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2012/01/coyote-dog.html' title='Coyote Dog'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kfsBjFdJcZA/TxrRhQTj0iI/AAAAAAAABD8/TT3ooyL0_Wo/s72-c/Souri+Yawning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8621572170076606734</id><published>2012-01-15T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T15:22:57.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Winters Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u51rjKItOY4/TxNdUXarirI/AAAAAAAABDs/U94XgDcWxzc/s1600/Pretty+Clouds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u51rjKItOY4/TxNdUXarirI/AAAAAAAABDs/U94XgDcWxzc/s400/Pretty+Clouds.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It was a very pretty day today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The thermometer read 40 degree's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When I went out to clean the chicken coup I had to take off my vest. It was way to hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This winter has been nothing like the last two, where the temperature didn't get above 15 degree's for three months with piles of snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We have a little skiff of the white stuff and have had no major snow storms so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Quite a few days this winter we have been able to let the chickens out to peck around the yard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GqnXJ4_ParI/TxNfPr-QMjI/AAAAAAAABD0/qK7N20KXjyM/s1600/Fluffy+and+Souri.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GqnXJ4_ParI/TxNfPr-QMjI/AAAAAAAABD0/qK7N20KXjyM/s400/Fluffy+and+Souri.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a picture of Fluffy and Souri enjoying a walk today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8621572170076606734?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8621572170076606734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8621572170076606734' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8621572170076606734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8621572170076606734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2012/01/pretty-winters-day.html' title='Pretty Winters Day'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u51rjKItOY4/TxNdUXarirI/AAAAAAAABDs/U94XgDcWxzc/s72-c/Pretty+Clouds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-9114997376926397091</id><published>2012-01-14T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T07:25:29.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And The Winner is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The winner for Mom's Birthday contest is &lt;a href="http://www.withagratefulheart.com/"&gt;Adrienne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I will be sending out "The Healing Quilt" by Laurain Snelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Enjoy Adrienne and everyone stay tuned. I already have idea's for next years contest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thanks goes out to everyone who entered. This makes the contest lots of fun and brings back fond memories of my Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She was always entering contests with the hopes of winning a Grand Prize.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-9114997376926397091?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/9114997376926397091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=9114997376926397091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/9114997376926397091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/9114997376926397091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-winner-is.html' title='And The Winner is'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8986858432504894433</id><published>2012-01-01T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T09:39:41.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Birthday Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1_sdWsQEYg/TwCNFH1a_tI/AAAAAAAABDY/5VBOjxOz3zY/s1600/Mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1_sdWsQEYg/TwCNFH1a_tI/AAAAAAAABDY/5VBOjxOz3zY/s400/Mom.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is my favorite picture of Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Reading was one of Mom's favorite past times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She gave all of her children the love of literature. We all enjoy escaping into the pages of a good novel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mom's Birthday is coming up January,9th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Although she passed away over ten years ago my sister &lt;a href="http://onarainynight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paula&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I still celebrate her Birthday.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Every year at this time we post a contest on our blogs and give away something that reminds us of our Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5rh-u7o3vk/TwCOp9q-OfI/AAAAAAAABDk/TkE2Yj1AbXQ/s1600/The+Healing+Quilt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5rh-u7o3vk/TwCOp9q-OfI/AAAAAAAABDk/TkE2Yj1AbXQ/s320/The+Healing+Quilt.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;div align="center"&gt;This year I am giving away a "Mom" book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ In "The Healing Quilt" by Lauraine Snelling &lt;em&gt;When her Aunt Teza faces a second bout with breast cancer, Kit Cooper resolves to raise money for a new mammogram unit by creating a magnificent king-size quilt to be sewn and auctioned by the women of Jefferson City.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;With hearts rent by loss they mend their lives one stitch at a time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just leave a comment on my blog and you will be entered in Mom's Birthday Contest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Check out my sister &lt;a href="http://onarainynight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paula's&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;blog and see what she is giving away this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8986858432504894433?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8986858432504894433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8986858432504894433' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8986858432504894433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8986858432504894433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2012/01/moms-birthday-contest.html' title='Mom&apos;s Birthday Contest'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1_sdWsQEYg/TwCNFH1a_tI/AAAAAAAABDY/5VBOjxOz3zY/s72-c/Mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-4093831750796298599</id><published>2011-12-17T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T17:48:23.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New member of the family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5IGF6K_k4ug/Tu1FC6zk30I/AAAAAAAABCU/vrKDcaUsCW4/s1600/Souri.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5IGF6K_k4ug/Tu1FC6zk30I/AAAAAAAABCU/vrKDcaUsCW4/s400/Souri.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9bIaFMsek8g/Tu1FLYJDxXI/AAAAAAAABCc/we6fvqnNefA/s1600/Souri+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9bIaFMsek8g/Tu1FLYJDxXI/AAAAAAAABCc/we6fvqnNefA/s320/Souri+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We added a new member to our family today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Her name is Souri (French for mouse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Souri is an Australian Shepherd, Great Pyrenees mix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think she will make a great farm dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-4093831750796298599?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4093831750796298599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=4093831750796298599' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4093831750796298599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4093831750796298599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-member-of-family.html' title='New member of the family'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5IGF6K_k4ug/Tu1FC6zk30I/AAAAAAAABCU/vrKDcaUsCW4/s72-c/Souri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-2388748413344377888</id><published>2011-12-10T08:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T08:08:43.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Clause is Comiming to town</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm pretty sure Santa is coming to our place this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-83EPJ3dzTII/TuODKMW3qPI/AAAAAAAABCE/BodvtqsewK0/s1600/Santa+Sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-83EPJ3dzTII/TuODKMW3qPI/AAAAAAAABCE/BodvtqsewK0/s400/Santa+Sign.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I found this sign on top of a big hay bale.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NKRONL4fKns/TuODjXZdHvI/AAAAAAAABCM/y6Iot2vLK3M/s1600/House.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NKRONL4fKns/TuODjXZdHvI/AAAAAAAABCM/y6Iot2vLK3M/s400/House.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I might have to write a note to tell him we have cookies and milk at the house so he doesn't forget to come over while he is here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-2388748413344377888?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2388748413344377888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=2388748413344377888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/2388748413344377888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/2388748413344377888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/12/santa-clause-is-comiming-to-town.html' title='Santa Clause is Comiming to town'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-83EPJ3dzTII/TuODKMW3qPI/AAAAAAAABCE/BodvtqsewK0/s72-c/Santa+Sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-4661607671015834125</id><published>2011-12-04T07:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T08:09:05.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Begining to look alot like Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ABgcNMM_aqM/TtuXc02s-MI/AAAAAAAABBo/FmxYZ0sQQs8/s1600/Christmas+Mantle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ABgcNMM_aqM/TtuXc02s-MI/AAAAAAAABBo/FmxYZ0sQQs8/s400/Christmas+Mantle.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Our house is starting to look festive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fQqfWtOjBB4/TtuX0oO34jI/AAAAAAAABBw/st9Y8IsXm5Y/s1600/Christmas+Bulb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fQqfWtOjBB4/TtuX0oO34jI/AAAAAAAABBw/st9Y8IsXm5Y/s320/Christmas+Bulb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found these pretty bulbs when we moved into this house.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ &lt;strong&gt;This is what was printed on the box of ornaments:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; During the dark ages, German natives in remote northern Bohemia originated an art form in glassblowing which not only holds a unique place in the 4000 year history of this ancient art, but has become a cherished part of Christmas tradition. The Germans had learned this skill (a heritage of Egypt) from wandering Venetian tradesmen. They used it to create glass ornaments for adornment of the Tannenbaum (fir tree) in their Yule celebration of&amp;nbsp; the winter sun solstice. Early Christians adapted this custom of decorating the evergreen to their celebration of the birth of Christ, and thus the Christmas tree was born. Down through the centuries the German glass blowers of Bohemia became famous throughout the world for their blown glass Christmas tree ornaments.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Happy decorating everyone!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-4661607671015834125?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4661607671015834125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=4661607671015834125' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4661607671015834125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4661607671015834125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-begining-to-look-alot-like.html' title='It&apos;s Begining to look alot like Christmas'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ABgcNMM_aqM/TtuXc02s-MI/AAAAAAAABBo/FmxYZ0sQQs8/s72-c/Christmas+Mantle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-1312989341156141476</id><published>2011-11-20T06:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T06:29:42.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little men of the Forest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j5dFXTiH05g/TskLzoUVVoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/9mmbS2saHdk/s1600/Beaver.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j5dFXTiH05g/TskLzoUVVoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/9mmbS2saHdk/s320/Beaver.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I took a walk along Antelope lake and discovered the beavers have been very busy chopping down trees and building under water homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IBglp2Zcb1o/TskMdAiNgxI/AAAAAAAABBY/dihKSnebAd4/s1600/Beaver+chewed+tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IBglp2Zcb1o/TskMdAiNgxI/AAAAAAAABBY/dihKSnebAd4/s320/Beaver+chewed+tree.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mom used to call them Little Men of the Forest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-skuH-CW_vEc/TskM0IJOd3I/AAAAAAAABBg/I_5XvMVyoVs/s1600/Land+scape.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-skuH-CW_vEc/TskM0IJOd3I/AAAAAAAABBg/I_5XvMVyoVs/s320/Land+scape.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Like people these rodents re engineer the landscape to their liking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They burrow into banks of lakes and rivers and build dams out of trees they have gnawed down with their strong teeth. These animals work, work, work, like little lumber jacks and builders to transform swamps and fields into large ponds that the little creatures thrive in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Their lodges are home to an extended family of monogamous parents, young kits and the yearlings born the previous spring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The lake is freezing over now. I'm sure this family of beavers will be cozy and warm in their homes all winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-1312989341156141476?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1312989341156141476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=1312989341156141476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1312989341156141476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1312989341156141476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/11/little-men-of-forest.html' title='Little men of the Forest'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j5dFXTiH05g/TskLzoUVVoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/9mmbS2saHdk/s72-c/Beaver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-3595354043499012925</id><published>2011-11-13T13:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T14:00:02.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Critters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuLVJ0YYVwk/TsA8au68iNI/AAAAAAAABAw/MfF-1cIKQjc/s1600/Buffalo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuLVJ0YYVwk/TsA8au68iNI/AAAAAAAABAw/MfF-1cIKQjc/s400/Buffalo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5VAilP65EEc/TsA8fH1MzHI/AAAAAAAABBA/ODSbC0I0ocw/s1600/Cow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5VAilP65EEc/TsA8fH1MzHI/AAAAAAAABBA/ODSbC0I0ocw/s400/Cow.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlvGa8pbRfg/TsA8dITtOhI/AAAAAAAABA4/TwZASIW_UF0/s1600/Calf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlvGa8pbRfg/TsA8dITtOhI/AAAAAAAABA4/TwZASIW_UF0/s1600/Calf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's some of the critters that where hanging around the farm today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-3595354043499012925?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3595354043499012925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=3595354043499012925' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3595354043499012925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3595354043499012925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/11/critters.html' title='Critters'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuLVJ0YYVwk/TsA8au68iNI/AAAAAAAABAw/MfF-1cIKQjc/s72-c/Buffalo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-3830889705967787716</id><published>2011-11-12T07:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T07:26:10.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Old Barn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Lg7GIbNG_Q/Tr6NP4ZM9gI/AAAAAAAABAo/CwFhIn-ZrUw/s1600/Old+Barn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Lg7GIbNG_Q/Tr6NP4ZM9gI/AAAAAAAABAo/CwFhIn-ZrUw/s400/Old+Barn.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This barn has been left on the landscape from days gone by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's set back off the road built into the hillside and blends into it's surroundings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;As you drive by you might notice the red peak and glance over to see this fascinating barn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It looks as if it is fading into the land with just a hint of color left to give it's presence away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I would love to go explore this mysterious structure and gain incite into it's past lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Look closely at the house behind the barn. Do you see a ghostly figure peering through the window?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-3830889705967787716?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3830889705967787716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=3830889705967787716' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3830889705967787716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3830889705967787716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/11/grand-old-barn.html' title='Grand Old Barn'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Lg7GIbNG_Q/Tr6NP4ZM9gI/AAAAAAAABAo/CwFhIn-ZrUw/s72-c/Old+Barn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7128853066437346594</id><published>2011-11-06T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T08:59:16.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Feast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJEMbchMchI/Tra7kgJFlkI/AAAAAAAABAg/_um7-Q0L0SY/s1600/Pumpkin+Eaters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJEMbchMchI/Tra7kgJFlkI/AAAAAAAABAg/_um7-Q0L0SY/s400/Pumpkin+Eaters.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Friday at noon was opening day of rifle season for deer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's like a National Holiday here. Many of the schools had the day off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;On the way home from work Dawn and I spotted lots of people dressed in orange driving down the roads, walking in the fields and behind every bush. It seems those poor deer don't stand a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've invited some of the wild creatures down to the safe haven of my front yard for a pumpkin feast.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7128853066437346594?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7128853066437346594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7128853066437346594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7128853066437346594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7128853066437346594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/11/pumpkin-feast.html' title='Pumpkin Feast'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJEMbchMchI/Tra7kgJFlkI/AAAAAAAABAg/_um7-Q0L0SY/s72-c/Pumpkin+Eaters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-6818012584842228270</id><published>2011-11-02T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T15:45:40.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn The Page Tuesday- The Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LitE_FK18rI/TrG_XXQjD9I/AAAAAAAABAY/fhsszUDwUhY/s1600/The+Help.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LitE_FK18rI/TrG_XXQjD9I/AAAAAAAABAY/fhsszUDwUhY/s320/The+Help.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been busier than a one armed paper hanger but I did get this book read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is one of the best novels I have read in a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The Help" is one of those books you keep thinking of long after you finish turning the pages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These characters stay with you and become part of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This book tells about lady's in the deep south, the maids and the families that they worked for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seems the area this book was set in had been left in the past of great prejudice's. The help at most times&amp;nbsp;where treated no better than the slaves﻿.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I keep thinking about the relationship of Abileen, the colored maid who loves and cares for May Mobley, a little white girl who's own mama has little feeling for her&amp;nbsp; daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abileen wants May Mobley to grow up and be a nice person with out the mean prejudice's like her mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a passage out of the book:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Miss Leefolt just now noticing her child ain't setting in the same room with her. "She out here with me, Miss Leefolt," I say through the screen door.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;"I told you to eat in your high chair, May Mobley. How I ended up with you when all my friends have angels I just don't know..." But then the phone ring and I hear her stomping off to get it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I look down at Baby Girl, see how her forehead's all wrinkled up between the eyes. She studying hard on something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I touch her cheek. "You alright, baby?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;She say, "May Mo bad."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then&amp;nbsp; she say it, like it's a fact, make my insides hurt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mae Mobley," I say cause I got a notion to try something. "You a smart girl?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;She just look at me like she don't know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;"You a smart girl," I say again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;She say, Mae Mo smart." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I say, "You a kind little girl?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;She just look at me. She two years old. She don't know what she is yet. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I say, "You a kind girl," and she nod, repeat it back to me. But before I can do another one, she get up and chase that poor dog around the yard and laugh and that's when I get to wondering, what would happen if I told her she something good, ever day?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;﻿I haven't watched the movie that just came out but if it's anything like the book it will be very good!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To check out more good reads go on over to &lt;a href="http://www.someofakind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some of a Kind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-6818012584842228270?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6818012584842228270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=6818012584842228270' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/6818012584842228270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/6818012584842228270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/11/turn-page-tuesday-help.html' title='Turn The Page Tuesday- The Help'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LitE_FK18rI/TrG_XXQjD9I/AAAAAAAABAY/fhsszUDwUhY/s72-c/The+Help.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-743147905026753121</id><published>2011-10-29T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T14:40:34.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest Area</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zVw025UkkAY/TqxxgzPX4cI/AAAAAAAAA_g/zOhqQ0vNeEY/s1600/Rest+Area.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zVw025UkkAY/TqxxgzPX4cI/AAAAAAAAA_g/zOhqQ0vNeEY/s320/Rest+Area.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My family always picks on me about having to stop at every rest area while we are traveling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I found this cute little rest area on highway 19. We drive past it on our way to Rugby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Have you herd the story about the lady that took so long to arrive at her destination? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; She saw a sign that said clean rest rooms next 100 miles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; She stopped and cleaned every one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-743147905026753121?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/743147905026753121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=743147905026753121' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/743147905026753121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/743147905026753121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/10/rest-area.html' title='Rest Area'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zVw025UkkAY/TqxxgzPX4cI/AAAAAAAAA_g/zOhqQ0vNeEY/s72-c/Rest+Area.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-6834135302830300451</id><published>2011-10-23T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T12:05:43.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrots, Carrots everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMJdcnLkGNg/TqRitABaWjI/AAAAAAAAA_E/vdpG3AkGk1k/s1600/Carrots+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMJdcnLkGNg/TqRitABaWjI/AAAAAAAAA_E/vdpG3AkGk1k/s400/Carrots+%25232.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We've had a few hard frosts. Gardening season is over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We dug the last of the carrots today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Some of them will be stored in the shop in sand so we can have fresh carrots all year long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I used my salad shooter to slice a bunch of them thin and froze them in quart size zipper bags. They are delicious cooked and smothered with butter and a little salt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today Dawn and I grated a five gallon bucket of them to freeze, so we can make cakes, muffins, cookies and bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;For some reason the soil in our garden is great for carrots. It produces gigantic carrots that are very sweet and tasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-6834135302830300451?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6834135302830300451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=6834135302830300451' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/6834135302830300451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/6834135302830300451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/10/carrots-carrots-everywhere.html' title='Carrots, Carrots everywhere'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMJdcnLkGNg/TqRitABaWjI/AAAAAAAAA_E/vdpG3AkGk1k/s72-c/Carrots+%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-5172132940261716739</id><published>2011-10-16T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T14:10:20.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Poem 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XrFT_oWLX0U/TptBlieH77I/AAAAAAAAA-0/n1Hq-wIjJnM/s1600/Trail+through+the+Woods.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XrFT_oWLX0U/TptBlieH77I/AAAAAAAAA-0/n1Hq-wIjJnM/s400/Trail+through+the+Woods.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The trail through the woods beckons me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Come on in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You never know what you might see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A peaceful world awaits &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;in the deep woods, under the tree's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wander around from here to there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Feeling the leaves crunch under my boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and breathing in the nice fall air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A deer snorts and runs away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Flashing his tail as if to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What are you doing invading my woods?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The gnarly tree's are a sight to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They always seem to fascinate me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A flock of geese fly overhead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNKToOJwK3U/TptFeTPYydI/AAAAAAAAA-8/zVWcb6UVuM0/s1600/Face+in+the+Tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNKToOJwK3U/TptFeTPYydI/AAAAAAAAA-8/zVWcb6UVuM0/s400/Face+in+the+Tree.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But now I must hurry to get back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's getting dark, and I'm all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A change is coming in the woods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A spooky change, that isn't good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I look at a tree and see a face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The branch's are arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;trying to grab and hold me in this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;People will wonder where I've gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What has happened to the girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;they haven't seen in so long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Someday another soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;will be enticed to walk in these woods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mine will be the face they see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;hidden in this big oak tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Beware, beware, don't go wandering around in there!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-5172132940261716739?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5172132940261716739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=5172132940261716739' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5172132940261716739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5172132940261716739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-poem-2011.html' title='Halloween Poem 2011'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XrFT_oWLX0U/TptBlieH77I/AAAAAAAAA-0/n1Hq-wIjJnM/s72-c/Trail+through+the+Woods.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-158365862620828406</id><published>2011-10-09T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T08:17:06.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Butter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTOJUOYMf_I/TpGzfysJbfI/AAAAAAAAA-w/NtgSUBpFn-g/s1600/Apple+Butter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTOJUOYMf_I/TpGzfysJbfI/AAAAAAAAA-w/NtgSUBpFn-g/s400/Apple+Butter.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Apple season!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I made apple butter last week and it is delish. I got the recipe out of the old stand by cook book "Better Homes and ﻿Garden"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Apple Butter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 pounds tart apples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 cups cider or apple juice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 cups sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 teaspoons ground cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/2 teaspoon ground cloves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ Core and quarter unpaired apples. In 4-to 6-quart kettle, combine apples and cider. Cook about 30 minutes, or till soft. Pass through food mill. Boil gently 30 minutes: stir over low heat till sugar dissolves. Boil gently, stirring frequently, till of desired thickness. Ladle hot butter into hot jars, leaving 1/2-inch head space. Adjust lids. Process in boiling water bath (half-pints) 10 minutes. Makes 4 half pints.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toot-a-loo now I'm off to make apple sauce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-158365862620828406?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/158365862620828406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=158365862620828406' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/158365862620828406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/158365862620828406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/10/apple-butter.html' title='Apple Butter'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTOJUOYMf_I/TpGzfysJbfI/AAAAAAAAA-w/NtgSUBpFn-g/s72-c/Apple+Butter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-1452205449484481559</id><published>2011-10-01T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T06:07:18.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mHDo2YJ-YWg/TocNgi8LRsI/AAAAAAAAA-o/DvO0OQu--ys/s1600/The+Great+Pumpkin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mHDo2YJ-YWg/TocNgi8LRsI/AAAAAAAAA-o/DvO0OQu--ys/s1600/The+Great+Pumpkin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October is here and the Great Pumpkin is rising out of the pumpkin patch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;strong&gt;Linus:&lt;/strong&gt; On Halloween night the Great Pumpkin will rise out of the pumpkin patch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He flies through the air and brings toys to all the children of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Each year The Great Pumpkin rises out of the pumpkin patch that he thinks is the most sincere. He's got to pick this one. He's got to. I don't see how a pumpkin patch can be more sincere than this one. You can look around and there is not a sign of hypocrisy. Nothing but sincerity as far as the eye can see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xk22kh2SBHA/TocPBuFw74I/AAAAAAAAA-s/kjLG4J9f4qA/s1600/Pumpkin+Patch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xk22kh2SBHA/TocPBuFw74I/AAAAAAAAA-s/kjLG4J9f4qA/s320/Pumpkin+Patch.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes, I have planted a row of pumpkins again this year. They have grown, spread and produced some huge pumpkins. I'm sure I haven't enough strength to lift these gigantic pumpkins out of the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;My practical husband says no more pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have told him I am a witch and need my pumpkins. I have promised to plant smaller ones next year. Something I can pick up and tote around instead of these huge monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-1452205449484481559?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1452205449484481559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=1452205449484481559' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1452205449484481559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1452205449484481559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/10/great-pumpkin.html' title='The Great Pumpkin'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mHDo2YJ-YWg/TocNgi8LRsI/AAAAAAAAA-o/DvO0OQu--ys/s72-c/The+Great+Pumpkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-789972238545969852</id><published>2011-09-25T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T07:15:26.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little White Hen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvEqBBiBAsk/Tn82XyyFoGI/AAAAAAAAA-U/2hwYU-fIw2Q/s1600/Hen+with+Chicks+%25231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvEqBBiBAsk/Tn82XyyFoGI/AAAAAAAAA-U/2hwYU-fIw2Q/s320/Hen+with+Chicks+%25231.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--c5iotMvwtw/Tn82Z3CsoMI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/-eeJMajeCm0/s1600/Hen+with+Chicks+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--c5iotMvwtw/Tn82Z3CsoMI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/-eeJMajeCm0/s320/Hen+with+Chicks+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was quite a surprise to see chicks scurrying around this little white hen.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;She is such a good mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;A wild turkey ten times her size came up to check out her chicks. She ruffled up her feathers and chased that no good turkey away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love to see her out clucking to her hatchling's. Showing them where food is and keeping them safe from harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-789972238545969852?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/789972238545969852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=789972238545969852' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/789972238545969852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/789972238545969852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/09/little-white-hen.html' title='Little White Hen'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvEqBBiBAsk/Tn82XyyFoGI/AAAAAAAAA-U/2hwYU-fIw2Q/s72-c/Hen+with+Chicks+%25231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-422857816170101132</id><published>2011-09-11T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T07:53:03.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bread &amp; Butter Pickles</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;We're having a bumper crop of cucumbers, so I decided to make bread &amp;amp; butter pickles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vV4fum5f3d0/TmzJPrHpxaI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1g5R930WXl4/s1600/Cucumbers+%2526+Onions.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vV4fum5f3d0/TmzJPrHpxaI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1g5R930WXl4/s320/Cucumbers+%2526+Onions.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e-24SSy1pU0/TmzJSWyPPMI/AAAAAAAAA-I/ttXx93ATpNs/s1600/Jars+of+pickles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e-24SSy1pU0/TmzJSWyPPMI/AAAAAAAAA-I/ttXx93ATpNs/s320/Jars+of+pickles.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I found this recipe in Grandma Lida's cook book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bread and Butter Pickles&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 quarts sliced cucumbers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 medium onions, sliced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 cup salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6cups vinegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 cups sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 tsp. turmeric&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/2 cup mustard seed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/4-1/3 tsp. cayenne pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ Combine sliced onions and cucumbers with salt and let stand 3 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Drain well. Rinse and drain. Combine vinegar, sugar, turmeric, mustard seed, celery seed and cayenne pepper. Bring to a boil. Add cucumbers and onions and heat just to simmering point. Avoid actual boiling or it will soften pickles. Pack in hot, sterilized jars and seal immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Makes 9-10 pints.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-422857816170101132?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/422857816170101132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=422857816170101132' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/422857816170101132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/422857816170101132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/09/bread-butter-pickles.html' title='Bread &amp; Butter Pickles'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vV4fum5f3d0/TmzJPrHpxaI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1g5R930WXl4/s72-c/Cucumbers+%2526+Onions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7108680488524568086</id><published>2011-09-07T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T05:51:55.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn The Page Tuesday-Sea Glass by Anita Shreve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PW4PA_MZ_HU/TmdkYvr-eTI/AAAAAAAAA-A/QTNw8Ww667Y/s1600/Sea+Glass.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PW4PA_MZ_HU/TmdkYvr-eTI/AAAAAAAAA-A/QTNw8Ww667Y/s320/Sea+Glass.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I picked this book up at a thrift store last Summer, I think mostly for the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This novel took me awhile to get into but I'm glad I kept on reading.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Each chapter is about a different person seeming to have nothing to do with the last. When these people come together it gets very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Sea Glass" takes place during the great depression, an era that has always fascinated me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Young newlyweds starting out their life together in a derelict beach house on the New England coast soon discover how threatening the world around them can be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This book starts out with Honora the heroin of this novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Honora sets the cardboard suitcase on the slab of granite. The door is mackereled, paint-chipped-- green or black, it is hard to tell. Above the knocker, there are panes of glass, some broken and others opaque with age. Overhead is a portico of weathered shingles and beyond that a milk-and-water sky. Honora pinches the lapels of her suit together and holds her hat against the wind. She peers at the letter "B" carved into the knocker and thinks, This is the place where it all begins.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is fascinating to read&amp;nbsp; when adversary comes how each persons character comes through some good &amp;amp; others bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;For more great books to read pop over to &lt;a href="http://www.someofakind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some of a Kind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7108680488524568086?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7108680488524568086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7108680488524568086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7108680488524568086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7108680488524568086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/09/turn-page-tuesday-sea-glass-by-anita.html' title='Turn The Page Tuesday-Sea Glass by Anita Shreve'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PW4PA_MZ_HU/TmdkYvr-eTI/AAAAAAAAA-A/QTNw8Ww667Y/s72-c/Sea+Glass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-4540268456159125757</id><published>2011-09-04T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T08:19:38.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace Gardens</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;We visited the Peace Gardens Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;These gardens are located on the border of The United States and Canada. They where created to promote peace and are full of beautiful flowers, fountains and walk ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is a monument as you enter the Peace Gardens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8qTxHRoetGI/TmOTmBAbuCI/AAAAAAAAA9s/rl5dH3_WiMA/s1600/Peace+Garden+entrance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8qTxHRoetGI/TmOTmBAbuCI/AAAAAAAAA9s/rl5dH3_WiMA/s400/Peace+Garden+entrance.jpg" width="300" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;This is what is written on the native stone.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To God in all his glory.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We two nations dedicate this garden and pledge ourselves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that as long as men shall live &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we will not take up arms against one another.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dawn met this little frog and was hoping with a kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;he would turn into her prince charming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--T9KwJ34kp4/TmOUpipQ1YI/AAAAAAAAA9w/yBOpmSYU64U/s1600/Dawn+with+Prince+Charming.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--T9KwJ34kp4/TmOUpipQ1YI/AAAAAAAAA9w/yBOpmSYU64U/s320/Dawn+with+Prince+Charming.jpg" width="240" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a picture of the gardens with the peace towers in the distance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Behind them is a chapel with sayings carved in stones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AwolU7dGYxQ/TmOVLP5xv7I/AAAAAAAAA90/ds8M-mYF_SU/s1600/Towers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AwolU7dGYxQ/TmOVLP5xv7I/AAAAAAAAA90/ds8M-mYF_SU/s320/Towers.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3i20meOd8ic/TmOVNqMuAMI/AAAAAAAAA94/AIBrgqwCw7o/s1600/Saying.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3i20meOd8ic/TmOVNqMuAMI/AAAAAAAAA94/AIBrgqwCw7o/s320/Saying.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;﻿&lt;/u&gt;Here is a clock made of flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is different colors at differing times of the year &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;depending on what is in bloom at that time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-g6AkakIBc/TmOVr4J2FjI/AAAAAAAAA98/YdbJVkXHNeY/s1600/Clock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-g6AkakIBc/TmOVr4J2FjI/AAAAAAAAA98/YdbJVkXHNeY/s320/Clock.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you get a chance take a trip to the Peace Gardens&lt;/strong&gt;﻿.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-4540268456159125757?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4540268456159125757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=4540268456159125757' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4540268456159125757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4540268456159125757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/09/peace-gardens.html' title='Peace Gardens'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8qTxHRoetGI/TmOTmBAbuCI/AAAAAAAAA9s/rl5dH3_WiMA/s72-c/Peace+Garden+entrance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8650804216431192479</id><published>2011-09-02T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T07:12:24.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Dogs Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cS7Q3RyUC3k/TmDfn00-IxI/AAAAAAAAA9o/ri80vR6zPVQ/s1600/Spot+on+the+Beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cS7Q3RyUC3k/TmDfn00-IxI/AAAAAAAAA9o/ri80vR6zPVQ/s400/Spot+on+the+Beach.jpg" width="400" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is a spot on the beach in the beautiful Pungent Sound﻿ area where Dawn and I traveled last month for my niece Brittany's wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shortly after arriving at&amp;nbsp;the charming rented cottage we decided to stretch our legs. We found a trail leading down to the beach. This is a spot of beach with houses along the shore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We sat on a log to take in the views.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Two lady's in sun hats and sandals where walking towards us surrounded by dogs. As they approached I reached out to pet a dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The beach gals said only one of the dogs was theirs. The rest had just tagged along for a walk down the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After they passed an old Newfoundland lumbered down from a near by house and sat down right beside me. I petted his soft head for a bit. After awhile he got up and hobbled down the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dawn &amp;amp; I decided to walk to the country store to get a refreshing drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Laying just inside the door was a big black lab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The young store keep says "Rex, go to the beach. You can't stay in here all day."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So Rex gets up and heads out the door to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;It seems as if the dogs in the small town of Indianola are community owned.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or maybe they own the community?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8650804216431192479?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8650804216431192479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8650804216431192479' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8650804216431192479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8650804216431192479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-dogs-life.html' title='It&apos;s a Dogs Life'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cS7Q3RyUC3k/TmDfn00-IxI/AAAAAAAAA9o/ri80vR6zPVQ/s72-c/Spot+on+the+Beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-5620603129704297769</id><published>2011-08-27T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T18:42:38.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That go Bump in the Night</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Something very strange happened in the dark of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I suddenly woke out of a deep sleep to my big brave husband turning on the light and scurrying out of the bedroom pulling the door shut behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;What caused such odd behavior was flying back and forth through our bedroom at breakneck speeds, a small black bat.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I quickly pulled the covers over my head and peeked out to see the man of the house in nothing but his birthday suite peeking through the door and the bat whizzing by right above the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I pulled the covers over my head again. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Making a rush decision I slinked over to the patio door and opened the screen, all along hoping that creature of the night wouldn't fly into my hair biting me and passing on a deathly bout of rabies.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;After several more frightening pass's back and forth the bat made a quick exit out the opened door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt; What has happened to my night in shining armour who would stop at nothing to save a damsel in distress?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-5620603129704297769?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5620603129704297769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=5620603129704297769' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5620603129704297769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5620603129704297769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/08/things-that-go-bump-in-night.html' title='Things That go Bump in the Night'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-3871759922278868724</id><published>2011-08-18T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T15:13:05.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Home Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lfwopkKkE5k/Tk2HbBQs9qI/AAAAAAAAA80/-qI8JMVkDcg/s1600/Todd+%2526+Gidges+House.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lfwopkKkE5k/Tk2HbBQs9qI/AAAAAAAAA80/-qI8JMVkDcg/s400/Todd+%2526+Gidges+House.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Growing up in a small town has it's quirks and funny tales. I just visited my home town of Elgin, Oregon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My brother Todd &amp;amp; his wife Gidge bought a house &amp;amp; are raising a family in this great little town. The house they bought was our shop teachers home. It has a huge shop in which they found my uncles Phil's name carved on a bench.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z8r7IgA0Iqs/Tk2IhqmlE4I/AAAAAAAAA84/rNUZcfvZjK8/s1600/Brick+House.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z8r7IgA0Iqs/Tk2IhqmlE4I/AAAAAAAAA84/rNUZcfvZjK8/s320/Brick+House.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We got to spend the day wandering around Elgin, looking at Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Simmons big brick house and homes we lived in as children.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It brought up old memories of growing up in this small town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eyhxVjjI5qw/Tk2JHnT4-KI/AAAAAAAAA88/cBNhMeufgEk/s1600/Rail+Road+Tracks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eyhxVjjI5qw/Tk2JHnT4-KI/AAAAAAAAA88/cBNhMeufgEk/s320/Rail+Road+Tracks.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿1. We used to walk the dogs to the cemetery and play around there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Running all over town on Halloween night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Having "Black Plastic" as our band for school dances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Being a goat farmer on Cricket Flat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Helping Grandma at her hardware store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Watching bats fly through the night sky catching bugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Playing in Grandma's huge lilac bush's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Eating BBQ fries and 10 cent ice cream cones at C-zers drive through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Going to the Elgin Stampede (our local rodeo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. Walking to the grade school from the high school for lunch, stopping at Vickie's on the way back and missing my first class after lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11. Reading every dog or ghost book at the grade school library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12. Fishing in Phillips creek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;14. Going roller skating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;15. Santa coming around in a fire truck to deliver treats to all the houses on Christmas eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;16. Playing "PAC-Man" at the pizza parlor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;17. Watching "Grease" at the theater. The same one my mom used to go to as a girl, with a bullet hole in the screen. Shot by a movie goer who got a little excited when the bad guy came on the set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;18. Buying penny candy at the "corner market"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell me some memories of growing up in your home town.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-3871759922278868724?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3871759922278868724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=3871759922278868724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3871759922278868724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3871759922278868724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-home-town.html' title='My Home Town'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lfwopkKkE5k/Tk2HbBQs9qI/AAAAAAAAA80/-qI8JMVkDcg/s72-c/Todd+%2526+Gidges+House.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7494203299276126983</id><published>2011-08-08T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T07:53:58.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonvoyage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Today I am preparing for a journey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ My daughter Dawn and I are taking a trip to my home state of Oregon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We will leave early tomorrow morning and travel half way there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've made a date with my sister Susan to explore Elgin Oregon, the small town we grew up in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We will stop at Caesar's Drive Inn for lunch. They make BBQ fries to die for. I haven't tasted these succulent potatoes for over 20 years. No dought I will come away with a craving for their tasty burgers and fries which nobody can duplicate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;From there we will drive over the mountain to visit my Dad &amp;amp; Grandpa, Superior fishermen to tell a few tales.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After that we will be on our way to my niece Brittany's wedding, which is being held in Washington's beautiful bay's of Puget Sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am so excited about this trip and have been planning it for months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Bonvoyage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;P.S. I will post pictures when I return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7494203299276126983?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7494203299276126983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7494203299276126983' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7494203299276126983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7494203299276126983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/08/bonvoyage.html' title='Bonvoyage'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8950761962146593037</id><published>2011-08-02T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T17:08:51.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn The Page Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Is it really August already? This Summer is slipping by so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My book this month for "Turn The Page Tuesday" is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Luanne Rices "Summer Light" This book has been sitting on my shelf for several years waiting until I was ready to read a romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rcY6bDGiIRA/TjiONF8RoYI/AAAAAAAAA8w/ZA3fgRgM_WU/s1600/Summer+Light.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rcY6bDGiIRA/TjiONF8RoYI/AAAAAAAAA8w/ZA3fgRgM_WU/s320/Summer+Light.jpg" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;May Taylor works as a wedding planner, passing on the timeless traditions of her grandmother and mother. The Taylor women have always believed in the presence of magic in everyday life especially the simple magic of true love and family. Yet May's own faith in true love was shattered when she was abandoned by the father of her child. Still, she finds joy in raising her daughter Kylie, a very special five-year-old who sees and hears things that others cannot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Martin Cartier is a professional hockey player and sports legend. His father, a champion, taught him to play to win-at all costs. Now Martin's success veils a core of heartache, rage, and isolation. Yet Kylie glimpses the transcendent role Martin will play in May's life and her own--unless his past tears their blossoming love apart. Then only Kylie will see the way home-- and only May will be able to lead them there, if she can believe in magic once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was a fun book to read.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To check out more interesting novels go to &lt;a href="http://www.someofakind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some of a Kind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8950761962146593037?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8950761962146593037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8950761962146593037' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8950761962146593037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8950761962146593037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/08/turn-page-tuesday.html' title='Turn The Page Tuesday'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rcY6bDGiIRA/TjiONF8RoYI/AAAAAAAAA8w/ZA3fgRgM_WU/s72-c/Summer+Light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-4296461618677540331</id><published>2011-07-29T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T15:32:47.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Veggie Juice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We still had quite a few tomatoes in our freezer and new green tomatoes are coming onto the plants in the garden so I decided it's time to use up some of last years bounty before this years takes over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've made tomato juice several times and it gets drank up in a hurry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's great mixed with a cold brew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We vary the recipe according to what we have on hand &amp;amp; add a bit of dried salsa mix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a large kettle cook the tomatoes, onions,peppers,celery sticks and water until the veggies are soft and mushy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gP4DO6vffu4/TjMyX66ND6I/AAAAAAAAA8k/onQpOp3LrVM/s1600/Tomatoes+Cooking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gP4DO6vffu4/TjMyX66ND6I/AAAAAAAAA8k/onQpOp3LrVM/s320/Tomatoes+Cooking.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Remove from heat and strain in a large bowl&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lPLiullIqDQ/TjMyzO37GzI/AAAAAAAAA8o/vB4aCtCZWvw/s1600/Smashed+Tomatoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lPLiullIqDQ/TjMyzO37GzI/AAAAAAAAA8o/vB4aCtCZWvw/s320/Smashed+Tomatoes.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then put the juice back into the large kettle. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Add the salt﻿, sugar, lemon juice and celery salt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boil for 10 minutes on medium heat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-253M7-Gf96w/TjMzgrE4fiI/AAAAAAAAA8s/_3MfY2EbhIU/s1600/Tomato+Juice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-253M7-Gf96w/TjMzgrE4fiI/AAAAAAAAA8s/_3MfY2EbhIU/s320/Tomato+Juice.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pour into jars &amp;amp; process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vegetable Juice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12 cups cut up tomatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 large yellow onions, cut up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 large green sweet peppers, cut up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4 large celery sticks, cut up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8 cups water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 1/2 T. salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4 T. sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 T. lemon juice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 tsp. celery salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-4296461618677540331?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4296461618677540331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=4296461618677540331' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4296461618677540331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4296461618677540331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/07/veggie-juice.html' title='Veggie Juice'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gP4DO6vffu4/TjMyX66ND6I/AAAAAAAAA8k/onQpOp3LrVM/s72-c/Tomatoes+Cooking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-3812905573577669459</id><published>2011-07-25T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T07:41:57.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing in the Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Don't you just love to sing in the shower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The acoustics are great in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My favorite song is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One Tin Soldier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Listen children to a story that was written long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;about a kingdom on a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;and the vally far below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;On the montain lay a treasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;buried deep beneeth a stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;The vally people swore they'd have it for thier very own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Go ahead &amp;amp; hate your neighbor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Go ahead &amp;amp; cheat a freind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Do it in the name of heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Justify it in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;There won't be any trumpets blowing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;come the judgement day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;The bloody morning after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;One tin soldier rides away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Now the valley sent a message up the hill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;asking for the burried treasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Tons of gold for wich they'd kill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Came an answer from the kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;With our brothers we will share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;all the rich's of our kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;all the secrets burried there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Now the valley roared with anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Mount your horses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Draw your swords.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;And they killed the mountain people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;so they won there just rewards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Standing on the mountain dark and grey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;turned the stone and looked beneath it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Peace on Earth was all it said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Go ahead and hate your neighbor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Go ahead and cheat a freind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Do it in the name of heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Justify it in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;There won't be any trumpets blowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;on the judgment day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;The bloody morning after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;One tin soldier rides away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;What have you been singing lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-3812905573577669459?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3812905573577669459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=3812905573577669459' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3812905573577669459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3812905573577669459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/07/singing-in-shower.html' title='Singing in the Shower'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7230143347645180847</id><published>2011-07-21T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T15:03:13.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure Hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dawn &amp;amp; I went exploring today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Our expedition took us to Fessedden North Dakota. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A town 37 miles away from our farm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;People said that Fessedden had a great thrift shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so the treasure hunter in me wanted to go check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We did find some treasures at the shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Strawberry Basket, cards &amp;amp; cream &amp;amp; sugar set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SI0Bu32bCDo/Tiif3YBBWuI/AAAAAAAAA8I/mYV--9Hj6_U/s1600/Basket.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SI0Bu32bCDo/Tiif3YBBWuI/AAAAAAAAA8I/mYV--9Hj6_U/s320/Basket.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ehcM8VGQ8A/Tiif6b2tsvI/AAAAAAAAA8M/otQmZboqvi8/s1600/Books.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ehcM8VGQ8A/Tiif6b2tsvI/AAAAAAAAA8M/otQmZboqvi8/s320/Books.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Look at this rock barn where they hold the Wells County Fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9MqJ9qyUAHQ/Tiigq4eaEMI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/6-uDrg-eIC0/s1600/Rock+Barn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9MqJ9qyUAHQ/Tiigq4eaEMI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/6-uDrg-eIC0/s320/Rock+Barn.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Up the street we found this neat old brick building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAT9JVqTd1Y/Tiig9pzc8SI/AAAAAAAAA8U/iEbvpAjAQp4/s1600/Old+Building+%25231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAT9JVqTd1Y/Tiig9pzc8SI/AAAAAAAAA8U/iEbvpAjAQp4/s320/Old+Building+%25231.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pZpte5NNm34/Tiig_44AveI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/ftKSlNqXY3g/s1600/Old+Building+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pZpte5NNm34/Tiig_44AveI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/ftKSlNqXY3g/s320/Old+Building+%25232.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A couple of bears where standing guard at the high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxvRUCpbOAA/TiihhmWtI9I/AAAAAAAAA8c/QBt_pTXqHH8/s1600/High+School+sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxvRUCpbOAA/TiihhmWtI9I/AAAAAAAAA8c/QBt_pTXqHH8/s320/High+School+sign.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vym_FiG2w5I/TiihkBXDa3I/AAAAAAAAA8g/Cb7-plxxrFg/s1600/Bears.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vym_FiG2w5I/TiihkBXDa3I/AAAAAAAAA8g/Cb7-plxxrFg/s320/Bears.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What places have you been exploring lately?&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7230143347645180847?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7230143347645180847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7230143347645180847' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7230143347645180847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7230143347645180847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/07/treasure-hunting.html' title='Treasure Hunting'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SI0Bu32bCDo/Tiif3YBBWuI/AAAAAAAAA8I/mYV--9Hj6_U/s72-c/Basket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-5984500925106835410</id><published>2011-07-17T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T15:28:55.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-daH_stKE1Vk/TiNe63NXuhI/AAAAAAAAA7w/NJ8LY2m3vsQ/s1600/Bar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-daH_stKE1Vk/TiNe63NXuhI/AAAAAAAAA7w/NJ8LY2m3vsQ/s400/Bar.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This used to be a gas station in the small town of Anamoose North Dakota.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Years ago the previous owners moved this cute little building to their home "The Swarze Buffalo Ranch" and set it up as a well stocked bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The barkeep and owner of this ranch passed away ten years ago abandoning this sweet little building to mice, dust, bugs and spiders. It had quite a stench as you opened the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We went to work a bucket of soapy water in one hand and bottle of Windex in the other scrubbing and painting until this building and it's collected treasures where sparkling clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJz0hhGQJFM/TiNgug897JI/AAAAAAAAA70/6_Qne_6BHrM/s1600/Painting+Table.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJz0hhGQJFM/TiNgug897JI/AAAAAAAAA70/6_Qne_6BHrM/s320/Painting+Table.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WoU4GM4pYCk/TiNgy5hkcsI/AAAAAAAAA74/OsGCJYi2iOc/s1600/Table+Top.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WoU4GM4pYCk/TiNgy5hkcsI/AAAAAAAAA74/OsGCJYi2iOc/s320/Table+Top.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've claimed this space for now as my painting studio. I've dug out my paints (some that hadn't been used in eight years and where drying up) and brush's. Brought over my painting books for inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;strong&gt;This is my first project.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zvcfy_qkjrU/TiNhh0yLwrI/AAAAAAAAA78/28mVvJBvjFg/s1600/Windmill+Painting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zvcfy_qkjrU/TiNhh0yLwrI/AAAAAAAAA78/28mVvJBvjFg/s320/Windmill+Painting.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just knowing my paints are waiting for me in my new space is such a great feeling.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-5984500925106835410?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5984500925106835410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=5984500925106835410' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5984500925106835410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5984500925106835410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-space.html' title='My Space'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-daH_stKE1Vk/TiNe63NXuhI/AAAAAAAAA7w/NJ8LY2m3vsQ/s72-c/Bar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8547582168436488112</id><published>2011-07-14T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T07:54:25.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Artisan Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fn9w2fY15ss/Th8B8lSQ8zI/AAAAAAAAA7s/__1PGcAKcn8/s1600/Artisan+Bread.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fn9w2fY15ss/Th8B8lSQ8zI/AAAAAAAAA7s/__1PGcAKcn8/s400/Artisan+Bread.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Delicious, home made artisan bread bought at the farmers market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I traded my strawberries for this bread and feel I got the best end of this deal. Yum!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8547582168436488112?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8547582168436488112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8547582168436488112' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8547582168436488112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8547582168436488112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/07/artisan-bread.html' title='Artisan Bread'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fn9w2fY15ss/Th8B8lSQ8zI/AAAAAAAAA7s/__1PGcAKcn8/s72-c/Artisan+Bread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8416212992349542568</id><published>2011-07-05T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T09:41:23.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn The Page Tuesday- The Daughters Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2GIVgCCWMM/ThM6EIS6zBI/AAAAAAAAA7I/NAlNnIHHz0U/s1600/The+Daughters+WAlk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2GIVgCCWMM/ThM6EIS6zBI/AAAAAAAAA7I/NAlNnIHHz0U/s400/The+Daughters+WAlk.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Once again through her newest novel Jane Kirkpatrick has spoken to my soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"A Daughters Walk﻿" is one of those books you savor. You don't want to read it to fast. When you are finished you will miss Clara's friends and relatives who are brought to life through the pages of this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In 1896 Norwegian American Helga Estby accepted a wager from the fashion industry to walk from Spokane, Washington, to New York City within seven months in an effort to earn ten thousand dollars and save the family farm. She brought along her eighteen-year-old daughter, Clara, and the two made their way on the 3,500-mile trek by following the railroad tracks. After returning home to the Estby farm more than a year later, Clara chose to walk on alone, leaving the family and changing her name. Her decision initiated a more than twenty-year separation from the only life she had known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out what others have been reading at ﻿&lt;a href="http://www.someofakind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some of a Kind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8416212992349542568?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8416212992349542568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8416212992349542568' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8416212992349542568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8416212992349542568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/07/turn-page-tuesday-daughters-walk.html' title='Turn The Page Tuesday- The Daughters Walk'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2GIVgCCWMM/ThM6EIS6zBI/AAAAAAAAA7I/NAlNnIHHz0U/s72-c/The+Daughters+WAlk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-3479231583277226929</id><published>2011-06-30T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T07:43:57.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-m1SpAOkVg/TgyKGhwNJ9I/AAAAAAAAA7E/Hv6JZefj2SM/s1600/Dragon+Fly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-m1SpAOkVg/TgyKGhwNJ9I/AAAAAAAAA7E/Hv6JZefj2SM/s400/Dragon+Fly.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fluffy clouds in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dragonfly's floating by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's a gorgeous summer day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Time to go outside and play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Don't waste your time cleaning floors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There's fun to be had out of doors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Go for a walk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Down to the dock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Don't forget to take off your shoes &amp;amp; socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dangle your feet by the waters edge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Don't worry about trimming the hedge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;See the minnows swimming by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh heck, give it a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jump right in and take a dip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-3479231583277226929?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3479231583277226929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=3479231583277226929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3479231583277226929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3479231583277226929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/06/summers-day.html' title='Summers Day'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-m1SpAOkVg/TgyKGhwNJ9I/AAAAAAAAA7E/Hv6JZefj2SM/s72-c/Dragon+Fly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7218937407131938969</id><published>2011-06-27T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T10:17:02.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>safari on Antelope Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80Dosr6V8Kk/Tgi44xAp79I/AAAAAAAAA6o/pdYoXhVzbZA/s1600/Boat+Launching.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80Dosr6V8Kk/Tgi44xAp79I/AAAAAAAAA6o/pdYoXhVzbZA/s400/Boat+Launching.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It was a beautiful evening, so we decided to take the boat around Antelope lake on a safari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's the captain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VyYX7zpGPzM/Tgi5bEeNvHI/AAAAAAAAA6s/5-B3iL2X5IM/s1600/Boat+Captain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VyYX7zpGPzM/Tgi5bEeNvHI/AAAAAAAAA6s/5-B3iL2X5IM/s400/Boat+Captain.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NY0yUhXqk9w/Tgi5raI1kvI/AAAAAAAAA6w/Mis_hJuRjLM/s1600/Scenery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NY0yUhXqk9w/Tgi5raI1kvI/AAAAAAAAA6w/Mis_hJuRjLM/s400/Scenery.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zGMsbXjWOXI/Tgi55Q7w1CI/AAAAAAAAA60/2sOSBOaL9uM/s1600/Coonigans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zGMsbXjWOXI/Tgi55Q7w1CI/AAAAAAAAA60/2sOSBOaL9uM/s320/Coonigans.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We spotted coonigans nesting in a tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-olB3zylWzuY/Tgi6GexdFWI/AAAAAAAAA64/kCCTova86bQ/s1600/Pelican+in+flight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-olB3zylWzuY/Tgi6GexdFWI/AAAAAAAAA64/kCCTova86bQ/s400/Pelican+in+flight.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CS1TzykFZuA/Tgi6KsrI2-I/AAAAAAAAA68/A7PCtL26bSY/s1600/Pelican%2527s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CS1TzykFZuA/Tgi6KsrI2-I/AAAAAAAAA68/A7PCtL26bSY/s400/Pelican%2527s.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And got some great shots of pelicans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5V1dfps1uN8/Tgi6biGXVWI/AAAAAAAAA7A/DB8ksYrq9vY/s1600/Buffalo+at+watering+hole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5V1dfps1uN8/Tgi6biGXVWI/AAAAAAAAA7A/DB8ksYrq9vY/s400/Buffalo+at+watering+hole.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Going back to our dock was a buffalo at the watering hole. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope there isn't a mean old crocodile waiting for the thirsty buffalo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7218937407131938969?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7218937407131938969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7218937407131938969' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7218937407131938969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7218937407131938969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/06/safari-on-antelope-lake.html' title='safari on Antelope Lake'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80Dosr6V8Kk/Tgi44xAp79I/AAAAAAAAA6o/pdYoXhVzbZA/s72-c/Boat+Launching.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-5051164285347709191</id><published>2011-06-20T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T07:29:50.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Bunyan in North Dakota</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N8PwFqEmujA/Tf9W2IFT2lI/AAAAAAAAA6k/rXxkceIqM-g/s1600/Paul+Bunion%2527s+Boot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N8PwFqEmujA/Tf9W2IFT2lI/AAAAAAAAA6k/rXxkceIqM-g/s400/Paul+Bunion%2527s+Boot.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Paul Bunyan has been to North Dakota and I have evidence. He seems to have left behind one of his boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's why there aren't many tree's in North Dakota, but something must have scared that big lumber jack out of his whits when he got to Antelope lake because we still have lots of trees. I'm glad his ax didn't have a chance to make prairie land out of our woods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I do wonder what scared the be jiggers out of Paul enough that he ran off with only one boot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have herd tell there where outlaws around these parts back in the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If anybody out there sees Paul, let him know we have his boot. We'll keep it safe for him until he makes it back to our neck of the woods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Just tell the big man to leave his ax at home. We want to keep our trees.﻿&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-5051164285347709191?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5051164285347709191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=5051164285347709191' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5051164285347709191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5051164285347709191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/06/paul-bunyan-in-north-dakota.html' title='Paul Bunyan in North Dakota'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N8PwFqEmujA/Tf9W2IFT2lI/AAAAAAAAA6k/rXxkceIqM-g/s72-c/Paul+Bunion%2527s+Boot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-3858556096157208611</id><published>2011-06-15T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T04:55:27.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days Gone By</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b6WHZcrgFVI/TfkzJEZKoSI/AAAAAAAAA6M/tT62HUQMUSY/s1600/Homestead+siloette.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b6WHZcrgFVI/TfkzJEZKoSI/AAAAAAAAA6M/tT62HUQMUSY/s400/Homestead+siloette.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;On the way home from the near by town of Anamoose North Dakota today there happened to be a train&amp;nbsp; sitting on the track. In this spot locomotives have been known to sit for hours and this one didn't look like it would be moving anytime soon, so I decided to take the long route home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oGOuAcgr_os/Tfk0D_B4_4I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/-C_AcsA4q-Y/s1600/outhouse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oGOuAcgr_os/Tfk0D_B4_4I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/-C_AcsA4q-Y/s320/outhouse.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;On the way I passed a few old homesteads and couldn't resist stopping to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X69UzeJVqBo/Tfk0bZOQaYI/AAAAAAAAA6U/py5jLDE15Bc/s1600/homestead+sighn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X69UzeJVqBo/Tfk0bZOQaYI/AAAAAAAAA6U/py5jLDE15Bc/s320/homestead+sighn.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This area used to be populated with many family farms. People have moved off of the farms and left them abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LCSW9z1wBZE/Tfk02YWAf-I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/XeQU3GQdke8/s1600/windmill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LCSW9z1wBZE/Tfk02YWAf-I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/XeQU3GQdke8/s320/windmill.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love to listen to the old timers tell stories of days gone by when these homesteads where filled with busy family's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aglOQ6ZtPn8/Tfk1NQuSIEI/AAAAAAAAA6c/PkadJI50Bko/s1600/Homestead.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aglOQ6ZtPn8/Tfk1NQuSIEI/AAAAAAAAA6c/PkadJI50Bko/s320/Homestead.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;They tell me of plowing fields with teams of horses.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Driving school bus's full of children pulled by horses.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bringing in the cows for milking.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;attending barn dances and big family gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Going to town on Saturday evenings to socialize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xwW7k4Fh3CI/Tfk17PjwGoI/AAAAAAAAA6g/s5rS9a07Oes/s1600/Barn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xwW7k4Fh3CI/Tfk17PjwGoI/AAAAAAAAA6g/s5rS9a07Oes/s320/Barn.jpg" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;There lives where filled with hard work and good country fun.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;﻿&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-3858556096157208611?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3858556096157208611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=3858556096157208611' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3858556096157208611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3858556096157208611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/06/days-gone-by.html' title='Days Gone By'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b6WHZcrgFVI/TfkzJEZKoSI/AAAAAAAAA6M/tT62HUQMUSY/s72-c/Homestead+siloette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7725926777862889662</id><published>2011-06-12T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T08:27:32.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zebra Finch's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLCXXMSrTDU/TfTW3XEkGhI/AAAAAAAAA6I/LYr2LvQU6kk/s1600/Zebra+Finch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLCXXMSrTDU/TfTW3XEkGhI/AAAAAAAAA6I/LYr2LvQU6kk/s320/Zebra+Finch.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our Daughter Dawn got a pair of zebra finch's for her birthday last year.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;They are funny little characters and make noise's like tiny clown cars.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;These birds are very busy, always flitting around playing with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We bought them a coconut house.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;These cute little birds went in and out of their house for hours, inspecting the roof and interior.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Since then they have built a nest and have five tiny eggs nestled in it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The house must have passed inspection and the neighborhood is nicely suited for raising children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7725926777862889662?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7725926777862889662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7725926777862889662' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7725926777862889662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7725926777862889662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/06/zebra-finchs.html' title='Zebra Finch&apos;s'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLCXXMSrTDU/TfTW3XEkGhI/AAAAAAAAA6I/LYr2LvQU6kk/s72-c/Zebra+Finch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7606001300531487284</id><published>2011-06-07T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:42:33.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn The Page Tuesday- Only in Alaska</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zET0aLl-kHc/Te4q__9NWHI/AAAAAAAAA6E/sxwCM-TgkWk/s1600/Only+in+Alaska.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zET0aLl-kHc/Te4q__9NWHI/AAAAAAAAA6E/sxwCM-TgkWk/s320/Only+in+Alaska.jpg" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Only in Alaska" The adventures of a young family in a young state by Tay Thomas is my Turn The Page Tuesday book for June.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is a documentary written by a wife &amp;amp; mother (Tay) who moved to Anchorage during the 60's.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It has some very interesting facts &amp;amp; stories about the struggles &amp;amp; survival of living in the north country &amp;amp; through some of the worst earth quakes to rock the state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;In 1960 Tay and Lowell Thomas, Jr., having lived for ten years in suburban New Jersey, packed their two small children and over-sized dog into a car and moved 5,000 miles to Anchorage, Alaska. This book is Tay Thomas's highly personal and entertaining account of their adventures and everyday life in the vast, unspoiled land that became their home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out more books at &lt;a href="http://www.someofakind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Turn the Page Tuesday&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7606001300531487284?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7606001300531487284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7606001300531487284' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7606001300531487284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7606001300531487284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/06/turn-page-tuesday-only-in-alaska.html' title='Turn The Page Tuesday- Only in Alaska'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zET0aLl-kHc/Te4q__9NWHI/AAAAAAAAA6E/sxwCM-TgkWk/s72-c/Only+in+Alaska.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-2161086081332238483</id><published>2011-06-01T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T14:34:49.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lilac's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-te27aoFLbmM/TeavjdmpyqI/AAAAAAAAA6A/qam7itVI364/s1600/Lilac%2527s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-te27aoFLbmM/TeavjdmpyqI/AAAAAAAAA6A/qam7itVI364/s400/Lilac%2527s.jpg" t8="true" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lilacs are blooming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh me oh my&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The lilac's are blooming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reaching for the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their fragrant flowers fill the air&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bringing back memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of a day so fair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Playing in Grandmas yard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With nary a care.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Purple and green&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What rich colors of spring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-2161086081332238483?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2161086081332238483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=2161086081332238483' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/2161086081332238483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/2161086081332238483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/06/lilacs.html' title='Lilac&apos;s'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-te27aoFLbmM/TeavjdmpyqI/AAAAAAAAA6A/qam7itVI364/s72-c/Lilac%2527s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8569664473978576536</id><published>2011-05-28T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T06:22:30.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffalo Babys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buffalo Gal's won't &lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;strong&gt;you come out tonight,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And dance to the light of the moon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OIh59ar-YsU/TeD21_fuiOI/AAAAAAAAA50/XKYEhYuWdLQ/s1600/Baby+Buffalo+%25231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OIh59ar-YsU/TeD21_fuiOI/AAAAAAAAA50/XKYEhYuWdLQ/s320/Baby+Buffalo+%25231.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wq1dh6LhroA/TeD24q6D-DI/AAAAAAAAA54/qUVqE0pirnM/s1600/Baby+Buffalo+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wq1dh6LhroA/TeD24q6D-DI/AAAAAAAAA54/qUVqE0pirnM/s320/Baby+Buffalo+%25232.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GVCvcOAVmq0/TeD28UWVGuI/AAAAAAAAA58/AkSyafUi2fA/s1600/Baby+Buffalo+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GVCvcOAVmq0/TeD28UWVGuI/AAAAAAAAA58/AkSyafUi2fA/s320/Baby+Buffalo+%25233.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8569664473978576536?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8569664473978576536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8569664473978576536' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8569664473978576536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8569664473978576536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/05/buffalo-babys.html' title='Buffalo Babys'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OIh59ar-YsU/TeD21_fuiOI/AAAAAAAAA50/XKYEhYuWdLQ/s72-c/Baby+Buffalo+%25231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8777503813543992273</id><published>2011-05-25T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T19:20:01.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers Day Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This poem was told to me by my 100 year old friend Vearl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Made all the funnier by the teller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She pulls me out of my nice warm cot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And sits me on the ice cold pot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And tells me to pee, which I can not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you listened to any funny poems lately&lt;/strong&gt;﻿?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8777503813543992273?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8777503813543992273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8777503813543992273' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8777503813543992273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8777503813543992273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day-poem.html' title='Mothers Day Poem'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-4864979613570263725</id><published>2011-05-15T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T05:27:24.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road to Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RkDBXWuqwc/Tc_FpGlVUdI/AAAAAAAAA5k/w7Wl0Ifwies/s1600/Road+to+work.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RkDBXWuqwc/Tc_FpGlVUdI/AAAAAAAAA5k/w7Wl0Ifwies/s640/Road+to+work.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the road I used to take to get to work. I think it's going to be quite some time before anyone travels on this stretch of road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jZ9LEGtfrvk/Tc_GM4ttkyI/AAAAAAAAA5o/6Tgy0-SMFd0/s1600/Goose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jZ9LEGtfrvk/Tc_GM4ttkyI/AAAAAAAAA5o/6Tgy0-SMFd0/s320/Goose.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The geese ﻿&amp;amp; ducks like all of this water.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-4864979613570263725?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4864979613570263725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=4864979613570263725' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4864979613570263725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4864979613570263725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/05/road-to-work.html' title='Road to Work'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RkDBXWuqwc/Tc_FpGlVUdI/AAAAAAAAA5k/w7Wl0Ifwies/s72-c/Road+to+work.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8758266332444392058</id><published>2011-05-12T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:22:14.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Tractor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1hg2vxOxqAk/TcvvKKq_gXI/AAAAAAAAA5c/uqwQR4CsgT8/s1600/Big+Tracktor+%25231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1hg2vxOxqAk/TcvvKKq_gXI/AAAAAAAAA5c/uqwQR4CsgT8/s400/Big+Tracktor+%25231.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u53z5oREWyQ/TcvvMaPRvVI/AAAAAAAAA5g/e1o7KEqmsMU/s1600/Big+Tracktor+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u53z5oREWyQ/TcvvMaPRvVI/AAAAAAAAA5g/e1o7KEqmsMU/s400/Big+Tracktor+%25232.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This huge tractor is sitting out in our front yard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We're getting a few alfalfa fields planted and this is how they do it in these parts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;These big John Deers pull things behind things, behind things. I have no idea how they get turned around?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Scott, the owner is pulling a no till drill, fertilizer tanks, and his tool truck with this green machine. He will make one pass and get it all done at once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Scott can plant 55 acres an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He does say this rig has a drinking problem. It goes through 30 gallons of fuel an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿&lt;strong&gt;I'm sure glad my car doesn't suck up that much gas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8758266332444392058?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8758266332444392058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8758266332444392058' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8758266332444392058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8758266332444392058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/05/big-tractor.html' title='Big Tractor'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1hg2vxOxqAk/TcvvKKq_gXI/AAAAAAAAA5c/uqwQR4CsgT8/s72-c/Big+Tracktor+%25231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-9120812757248402116</id><published>2011-05-04T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T12:25:23.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Buffalo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XGExQlcWsuQ/TcGnPGYa6YI/AAAAAAAAA5M/e8E6MhjF47s/s1600/Buffalo+%25231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XGExQlcWsuQ/TcGnPGYa6YI/AAAAAAAAA5M/e8E6MhjF47s/s320/Buffalo+%25231.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fNqQkutX4Ro/TcGnR60FyqI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/GmI2DybWTtA/s1600/Buffalo+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fNqQkutX4Ro/TcGnR60FyqI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/GmI2DybWTtA/s320/Buffalo+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have a new baby buffalo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ I tried to get some pictures of the calve but the herd seemed to think I was the poperotzi and kept blocking the shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I suppose you do have to be careful now a days. There are allot of crazy's out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-9120812757248402116?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/9120812757248402116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=9120812757248402116' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/9120812757248402116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/9120812757248402116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/05/baby-buffalo.html' title='Baby Buffalo'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XGExQlcWsuQ/TcGnPGYa6YI/AAAAAAAAA5M/e8E6MhjF47s/s72-c/Buffalo+%25231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-6352285000844186105</id><published>2011-05-03T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T07:21:35.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn The page Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mm81ec1tKl0/TcALxj3pC6I/AAAAAAAAA5I/2n42lJOFMRw/s1600/At+home+on+Ladybug+Farm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mm81ec1tKl0/TcALxj3pC6I/AAAAAAAAA5I/2n42lJOFMRw/s320/At+home+on+Ladybug+Farm.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My "Turn The Page Tuesday" book this month is &amp;nbsp;"At Home on Ladybug Farm" by Donna Ball&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I picked this book up in the bargain bin at Barns &amp;amp; Nobles, not realizing it is the second in a series.&lt;br /&gt;Because I didn't read the first book I think I was missing a few things. This book has a good story line but seems to be lacking in some things (again could be because I didn't read the first book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;A year after taking the chance of a lifetime, Cici, Lindsay, and Bridget are still trying to make a home for themselves on the newly renovated Ladybug Farm. Life in the Shenandoah Valley is picturesque, but filled with unexpected trials--such as the introduction of two young people into the ordered life the women have tried to build for themselves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;As the walls of the old house reveal their secrets and the lives of those who have gone before begin to unfold, the cobbled-together household starts to disintegrate into chaos. And when one of their members is threatened by a real crisis, they must all come together to fight for the roots they've laid down, the hopes they share, and the family they've become.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To find more good books go to &lt;a href="http://www.someofakind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some of a Kind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy reading!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-6352285000844186105?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6352285000844186105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=6352285000844186105' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/6352285000844186105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/6352285000844186105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/05/turn-page-tuesday.html' title='Turn The page Tuesday'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mm81ec1tKl0/TcALxj3pC6I/AAAAAAAAA5I/2n42lJOFMRw/s72-c/At+home+on+Ladybug+Farm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-3977750446312545260</id><published>2011-04-30T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T05:39:45.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Royal Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELbELH5Ew8c/Tbv_4STwc6I/AAAAAAAAA5E/TQkBFTQHPUg/s1600/Stacey+%2526+Willie+wedding+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELbELH5Ew8c/Tbv_4STwc6I/AAAAAAAAA5E/TQkBFTQHPUg/s400/Stacey+%2526+Willie+wedding+day.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Did you attend the Royal Wedding? Quite fancy I would say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;We viewed the festivities at work on our big screen TV. We wore fancy hats (mine was a flower pot) and had tea with crumpets.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;There was another Royal Wedding held 28 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Prince Wilson &amp;amp; Princess Stacey where joined in marriage at her parents castle (log house) in the kingdom of Cricket Flat in North Eastern Oregon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The gardens where lovely, wild flowers blooming amongst the pretty green grass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Everybody who was anybody attended this wedding.(cousins, siblings, Friends and neighbors, aunts and uncles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The latest in fashion was worn by the brides maids. (calico prairie skirts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After the marriage vows the guests sat down for a Royal feast. (potluck style)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We served high tea (keg of beer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then the prince &amp;amp; princess rode off into the sunset in the Royal carriage. (Old green Chevy Impala)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-3977750446312545260?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3977750446312545260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=3977750446312545260' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3977750446312545260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3977750446312545260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/04/royal-wedding.html' title='Royal Wedding'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELbELH5Ew8c/Tbv_4STwc6I/AAAAAAAAA5E/TQkBFTQHPUg/s72-c/Stacey+%2526+Willie+wedding+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7907856455715064576</id><published>2011-04-17T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T18:01:52.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stacey's Treasures: I am from Roses and Fabric</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-from-roses-and-fabric.html?spref=bl"&gt;Stacey's Treasures: I am from Roses and Fabric&lt;/a&gt;: "I am from Roses, from Levis and fabric.I am from the hand hewn logs on Cricket Flat.I am from the pine tree's, the woods,I am from picnics a..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7907856455715064576?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7907856455715064576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7907856455715064576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7907856455715064576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7907856455715064576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/04/staceys-treasures-i-am-from-roses-and.html' title='Stacey&apos;s Treasures: I am from Roses and Fabric'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-2482913875509659599</id><published>2011-04-15T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T09:16:08.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Basket Swap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5YU_wKfpMA/Tahtei1S-HI/AAAAAAAAA44/-aiqcR5Z7Ig/s1600/Easter+Basket+%25231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5YU_wKfpMA/Tahtei1S-HI/AAAAAAAAA44/-aiqcR5Z7Ig/s320/Easter+Basket+%25231.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DV-WOL9qTNY/Tahtg30SHYI/AAAAAAAAA48/HDdzbilQEps/s1600/Easter+Basket+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DV-WOL9qTNY/Tahtg30SHYI/AAAAAAAAA48/HDdzbilQEps/s320/Easter+Basket+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My whimsical Easter Basket from Janice in Texas has arrived and I have been enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This basket is filled with all of my favorite things, birds butterfly's and even a kaleidoscope.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The treats are delicious, chocolate bunnies and chicks along with a package of jelly bunnies, yum!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Janice is so creative. She has made fabric birds and a eqiusit little bird house. These fit right in with my bedroom decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;To see more on this Easter Basket swap visit &lt;a href="http://www.onarainynight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paula&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and Alli. They came up with this great idea and got our creative juices flowing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-2482913875509659599?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2482913875509659599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=2482913875509659599' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/2482913875509659599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/2482913875509659599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-basket-swap.html' title='Easter Basket Swap'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5YU_wKfpMA/Tahtei1S-HI/AAAAAAAAA44/-aiqcR5Z7Ig/s72-c/Easter+Basket+%25231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-1236367018716137212</id><published>2011-04-06T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T17:22:17.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn The Page Tuesday with Alice Hoffman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RtYGl2JivIE/TZz-diEbfkI/AAAAAAAAA4U/4GwWxchVap0/s1600/Alice+Hoffman+Books.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RtYGl2JivIE/TZz-diEbfkI/AAAAAAAAA4U/4GwWxchVap0/s320/Alice+Hoffman+Books.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just finished reading these two Alice Hoffman books.They where both very good &amp;amp; both about peoples life's abruptly changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;First I read "Incantation" It is a young reader book &amp;amp; very mind opening about a young Jewish girl who's world is turned around when her best friend betrays her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Thought I knew the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought I knew myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought I knew my dearest friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I knew nothing at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Estrella DeMadrigal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spain 1500&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After reading "Incantation" I picked a book "Blue Diary"&amp;nbsp;off my shelve that I had picked up at a thrift store quite awhile back &amp;amp; got part way through this novel when I realized this was the same author that had written the book I had just finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In "Blue Diary" &lt;em&gt;When Ethan Ford fails to show up for work on a brilliant summer morning, none of his neighbors would guess that for more than thirteen years he has been running from the past. His true nature has been locked away, as hidden as his real identity. But sometimes locks spring open, and the devastating truth of Ethan's history shatter the small-town peace of Monroe, affecting family and friends alike.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This story tells how this mans past sins change his wife and sons life's forever. Can they ever forgive him and does he deserve forgiveness. read this book to find out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;strong&gt;For more great reading visit &lt;a href="http://www.someofakind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some of a Kind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-1236367018716137212?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1236367018716137212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=1236367018716137212' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1236367018716137212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1236367018716137212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/04/turn-page-tuesday-with-alice-hoffman.html' title='Turn The Page Tuesday with Alice Hoffman'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RtYGl2JivIE/TZz-diEbfkI/AAAAAAAAA4U/4GwWxchVap0/s72-c/Alice+Hoffman+Books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7075897616675441084</id><published>2011-04-01T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T06:15:27.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Avon lady &amp; the skunk</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;My good friend Pearl recently turned 100 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;She is an awesome person and so fun to visit with.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yesterday Pearl told me a story about an Avon lady, Rosie, from her small town. This lady sold Avon until she was 100 years old. Her daughter Victoria drove her around in the later years.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rosie was very dedicated to her costumers.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of her clients took a trip out of town so Rosie took care of their chickens while the family was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;One day all the eggs where missing in the coop. The next day she caught the culprit. In the nest box munching on eggs was a black and white skunk.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rosie yelled "Victoria get me the pitchfork" and Rosie stabbed that naughty skunk.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Needless to say Rosie had a distinct Oder about her for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rosie passed away at 101 years old. She was surly missed by her loyal customers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7075897616675441084?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7075897616675441084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7075897616675441084' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7075897616675441084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7075897616675441084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/04/avon-lady-skunk.html' title='The Avon lady &amp; the skunk'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-5363685827480123429</id><published>2011-03-22T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T14:11:10.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peach Kuchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SIowzHnPNjM/TYkJ3yEuqJI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/sxkBi5xWX_Y/s1600/Peach+Kuchen.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SIowzHnPNjM/TYkJ3yEuqJI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/sxkBi5xWX_Y/s400/Peach+Kuchen.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I made this peach kuchen and it was delish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;German settlers brought the recipe for this tender coffee cake to the northern plains. The industrious pioneers changed up the tast by folding local fruits into the batter: apple, gooseberry, plum and even no-fruit cottage cheese. Here's a biscuitlike version with sumery peaches. Serve it warm for breakfast or with ice cream for dessert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Peach Kuchen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3/4 cup granulated sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg or cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1/4 cup butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 egg, lightly beaten &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 cup milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2 cups sliced fresh peaches or frozen unsweetened peach slices,thawed &amp;amp; well drained on paper towels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1/3 cup packed brown sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 tablespoon light-color corn syrup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 tablespoon butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 teaspoon lemon juice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;vanilla or peach ice cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;/strong&gt;Grease and flour 9-inch springform or 9x9x2 inch baking pan. In bowl, mix flour, sugar, baking powder, salt and nutmeg. using pastry blender, cut in 1/4 cup butter to resemble coarse crumbs; make well in center. In small﻿ bowl, mix egg and milk; add to flour mixture. Stir just until moistened (it will be lumpy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. &lt;/strong&gt;spread into prepared pan. Halve any large peach slices. Arrange slices over batter. In sausepan, mix brown sugar, corn syrup, 1 tablespoon butter and juice. bring to boiling. Drizzle over peaches. Bake in 350 degree oven 40 to 45 minutes or until toothpick inserted in center comes out clean. Cool in pan on a wire rack 15 minutes. Serve with ice cream. &lt;strong&gt;Serves 9.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try this recipe. I'm sure you will like it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-5363685827480123429?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5363685827480123429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=5363685827480123429' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5363685827480123429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5363685827480123429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/03/peach-kuchen.html' title='Peach Kuchen'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SIowzHnPNjM/TYkJ3yEuqJI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/sxkBi5xWX_Y/s72-c/Peach+Kuchen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8536237487919602466</id><published>2011-03-16T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T16:28:15.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;It's a late winters day, almost spring. The thin sunlight is filtering through a cloudy sky turning the world bright so you have to squint no matter which direction you look.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The snow is turning first to slush and then to mud.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;it is a day you can take a walk wearing only a sweat shirt, jeans and rubber boots. You feel free, not encumbered by that bulky winter coat.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I spotted a few geese flying overhead. I hope they find food and a soft place to land.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hungry deer have ventured up on the hillsides looking for fresh shoots popping up.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Boys are bringing out their toys. I just saw Willie spinning donuts on the still ice covered lake.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The dogs search for tasty tid-bits in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What signs of spring have you noticed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you seen any Leprechaun's or pots of gold?&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8536237487919602466?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8536237487919602466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8536237487919602466' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8536237487919602466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8536237487919602466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/03/late-winters-day-almost-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-1425309376593289571</id><published>2011-03-13T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T08:14:46.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;She'll steal your heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right from the start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She'll giggle and coo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's not all she will do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can dress her up in lace and bows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, what fun to buy little girl cloths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take time to enjoy this precious gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in your hearts you will all be rich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9PMlfiwgmTA/TXzdTKegtYI/AAAAAAAAA4M/EXWIzLU6wxE/s1600/Mazy%2527s+quilt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9PMlfiwgmTA/TXzdTKegtYI/AAAAAAAAA4M/EXWIzLU6wxE/s320/Mazy%2527s+quilt.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've just finished this quilt to send to my great niece Mazy, who will soon be joining our family.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Her brother Noah can hardly wait for his little sister to arrive. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And believe me the rest of us are pretty anxious to meet Mazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-1425309376593289571?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1425309376593289571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=1425309376593289571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1425309376593289571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1425309376593289571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/03/baby-girl.html' title='Baby Girl'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9PMlfiwgmTA/TXzdTKegtYI/AAAAAAAAA4M/EXWIzLU6wxE/s72-c/Mazy%2527s+quilt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-3754633528272347643</id><published>2011-03-06T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T08:33:27.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outdoors Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1D3UaErqSqs/TXOxdzG7NbI/AAAAAAAAA30/6EKdgroaZQg/s1600/Fuzy+Twila.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1D3UaErqSqs/TXOxdzG7NbI/AAAAAAAAA30/6EKdgroaZQg/s320/Fuzy+Twila.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My sister in law Twila rode the midnight train to Rugby, ND from Minneapolis to go to an outdoor woman's work shop with me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We chose cross country skiing. I needed a few pointers, how to go up and down hills, and how to get up when you fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pypdnbeIhZw/TXO1htRHXsI/AAAAAAAAA34/1dUtBLiZmCU/s1600/Skiers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pypdnbeIhZw/TXO1htRHXsI/AAAAAAAAA34/1dUtBLiZmCU/s320/Skiers.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The first time I put on my skies and tried to get to the lake I fell down and was flailing around in the snow trying to figure out how to untangle my skies and get up when husband Willie drives by in the tractor honking the horn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was 20 below the morning of the workshop but did stay warm all bundled up in our insulated ski cloths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was quite a workout. We skied five miles up and down hills, over bridges, around corners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pL3oJx3WUzY/TXO2XhDDXfI/AAAAAAAAA38/CYkauOGzpic/s1600/Falling+Down.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pL3oJx3WUzY/TXO2XhDDXfI/AAAAAAAAA38/CYkauOGzpic/s320/Falling+Down.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get up fall down, do it all again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-V7KxMJCwVvQ/TXO2_G3eIFI/AAAAAAAAA4I/WvlvtGB5qRY/s1600/Back+at+Ski+Shack.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-V7KxMJCwVvQ/TXO2_G3eIFI/AAAAAAAAA4I/WvlvtGB5qRY/s320/Back+at+Ski+Shack.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Whew, we made it back) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-3754633528272347643?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3754633528272347643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=3754633528272347643' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3754633528272347643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3754633528272347643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/03/outdoors-woman.html' title='Outdoors Woman'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1D3UaErqSqs/TXOxdzG7NbI/AAAAAAAAA30/6EKdgroaZQg/s72-c/Fuzy+Twila.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-328682315080256988</id><published>2011-03-02T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T08:27:39.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn The Page Tuesday- An Untamed Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-PtkL1Ka45EY/TW5qlyBWPGI/AAAAAAAAA3w/yht415E_REg/s1600/An+Untamed+Land.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-PtkL1Ka45EY/TW5qlyBWPGI/AAAAAAAAA3w/yht415E_REg/s320/An+Untamed+Land.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;In "An Untamed Land" Lauraine Snelling's first novel in her &lt;strong&gt;Red River of The North &lt;/strong&gt;series you will travel with the Bjorklund families on their journey from Norway to their homestead in North Dakota.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;From sea sickness on the long boat ride to arriving in New York not knowing a word of English.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It is a fascinating story. The happiness and heartache this pioneer family goes through to prove up their land and make a new life in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This book begins &lt;em&gt;"Ingeborg Bjorklund shifted on the hard bench and fingered the tattered newspaper article in the pocket of her reticule. She lifted her face to the offshore wind that brought a fresh breeze to nostrils filled too long with only salt-scented air."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;Lauraine Snelling being of Norwegian heritage has dedicated this book to "The men and women who left Norway to forge a new life in America were pioneers of deep courage and fortitude. Leaving behind everything they treasured, they faced innumerable hardships as they settled across the territories of the West."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I will defiantly be keeping my eye out for the second book in this series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To find more good books visit &lt;a href="http://www.someofakind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some Of a Kind&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-328682315080256988?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/328682315080256988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=328682315080256988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/328682315080256988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/328682315080256988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/03/turn-page-tuesday-untamed-land.html' title='Turn The Page Tuesday- An Untamed Land'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-PtkL1Ka45EY/TW5qlyBWPGI/AAAAAAAAA3w/yht415E_REg/s72-c/An+Untamed+Land.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8712864156566979991</id><published>2011-02-19T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T18:20:32.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Winter.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eaanNHXCn8k/TWB5E6V6-LI/AAAAAAAAA3s/eHJ7s0tsfBg/s1600/Snow+Blower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eaanNHXCn8k/TWB5E6V6-LI/AAAAAAAAA3s/eHJ7s0tsfBg/s320/Snow+Blower.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is our handy dandy snow blower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ Winter isn't over yet. That was a nice spring teaser we had last week getting up into the 40's. The snow was melting and I was hoping that old ground hog was right with his predictions and spring was really here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We're back to the below zero temperatures, hats mittens and insulated coveralls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This February thaw does make winter a little shorter though and spring is right around the corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8712864156566979991?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8712864156566979991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8712864156566979991' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8712864156566979991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8712864156566979991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/02/still-winter.html' title='Still Winter.....'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eaanNHXCn8k/TWB5E6V6-LI/AAAAAAAAA3s/eHJ7s0tsfBg/s72-c/Snow+Blower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-43491190045802758</id><published>2011-02-12T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T11:53:33.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vDnwP47zqg/TVbiiAifShI/AAAAAAAAA3o/ZB7zS2yduRw/s1600/hearts_small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vDnwP47zqg/TVbiiAifShI/AAAAAAAAA3o/ZB7zS2yduRw/s200/hearts_small.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Shortly before Valentines day ten years ago I picked my daughter Dawn up from kindergarten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She told me we had to go shopping. That she had to give a gift to everyone in her class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I replied "No, you need a card for everyone in your class. That's how it was when I was in school."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She asked "Mom, when you went to school where there cowboys and Indians?"&amp;nbsp;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;strong&gt;(Wow, she really thinks I'm old)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-43491190045802758?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/43491190045802758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=43491190045802758' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/43491190045802758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/43491190045802758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/02/funny-valentine.html' title='Funny Valentine'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vDnwP47zqg/TVbiiAifShI/AAAAAAAAA3o/ZB7zS2yduRw/s72-c/hearts_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-2918467459153107628</id><published>2011-02-07T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T07:27:13.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking forward to Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TVANNTKoSuI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Ol8Ct_JvVKc/s1600/Seed+Catalog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TVANNTKoSuI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Ol8Ct_JvVKc/s320/Seed+Catalog.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Phil, that silly old groundhog didn't see his shadow this year. He is predicting an early spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you started planning your garden?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's so exciting to get the new seed catalog's in the mail this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wow, all the possibilities! Early Contender Bush Beans, Yukon Gold Potato's, tender sweet Carrots, Pixie Crunch Apples. I want them all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;In North Dakota the soil is so dark and rich, as soon as the snow melts off new seedlings are sprouting up. When the soil is damp and the weather&amp;nbsp; warm you can almost see the plants growing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-2918467459153107628?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2918467459153107628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=2918467459153107628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/2918467459153107628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/2918467459153107628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/02/looking-forward-to-spring.html' title='Looking forward to Spring'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TVANNTKoSuI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Ol8Ct_JvVKc/s72-c/Seed+Catalog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8848252919192570635</id><published>2011-01-31T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T16:16:52.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn The Page Tuesday-Christmas Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TUdKAT_oPhI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/VrJS8rNSSZQ/s1600/Kafka+On+the+Shore.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TUdKAT_oPhI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/VrJS8rNSSZQ/s320/Kafka+On+the+Shore.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Kafka On The Shore" &amp;nbsp;Translated from the Japanese by Philip Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This book is powered by two remarkable characters; A teenage boy, Kafka Tamura, who runs away from home- either to escape a gruesome oedipal prophecy or to search for his long-missing mother and sister- and an aging simpleton called Nakata, who never recovered from a wartime affliction and is drawn toward Kafka for reasons that he cannot fathom.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;As their paths converge, Haruki Murakami enfolds readers in a world where cats talk, fish fall from the sky, and spirits slip out of their bodies to make love or commit murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Kafka by The Shore" brings you on a journey to other dimensions and strange worlds.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This book is definitely out of the realm of reality, but is an interesting read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TUdNC5vWijI/AAAAAAAAA3U/c4nDZIu48oY/s1600/Coraline.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TUdNC5vWijI/AAAAAAAAA3U/c4nDZIu48oY/s320/Coraline.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Seven years ago when our daughter Dawn was in third grade, she wrapped up and gave me the book "Coraline" for Christmas. In my stocking I found a marble in a gold draw string bag.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was finishing another book at that time, so it took me awhile and some prompting from Dawn "Mom, did you read Coraline yet?" to get to this fantastic book.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Only after reading "Coraline" did I find out what the marble signified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Read "Coraline" and find out. you won't be disappointed&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;To find more good reads go to &lt;a href="http://www.someofakind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some of a Kind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8848252919192570635?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8848252919192570635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8848252919192570635' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8848252919192570635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8848252919192570635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/01/turn-page-tuesday-christmas-books.html' title='Turn The Page Tuesday-Christmas Books'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TUdKAT_oPhI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/VrJS8rNSSZQ/s72-c/Kafka+On+the+Shore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-6468077716923297918</id><published>2011-01-24T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T14:51:41.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do dads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TT3-fDshCPI/AAAAAAAAA3I/oUV3EagJNfE/s1600/Pillow+Top.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TT3-fDshCPI/AAAAAAAAA3I/oUV3EagJNfE/s320/Pillow+Top.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TT3-hxZRYHI/AAAAAAAAA3M/ot-up2OwiaM/s1600/dodads.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TT3-hxZRYHI/AAAAAAAAA3M/ot-up2OwiaM/s320/dodads.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've been working on do dads lately and have finally gotten out of my crafting slump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out as an embroidery project I took to town during a big snow storm to keep me busy. My sister &lt;a href="http://www.onarainynight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paula&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;had given me the pattern&amp;nbsp;for my birthday a year and a half ago. It was to be my next project just as soon as I finished a cross stitch design. I decided after a year and a half to give up on that darned old cross stitch project &amp;amp; move onto something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;After that I made a set of cards out of do dads (little crafty things I had laying around the house.) I gave them away in"Moms Birthday contest"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;In the mean time our sixteen year old daughter needed birthday gifts for two of&amp;nbsp;her friends, so I got out&amp;nbsp; my beads and made them necklaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Next I just had to make a bracelet &amp;amp; found a pattern for an awesome pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes, my creative juices are flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh no, I don't think I have time to go to work! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't think my boss would appreciate it if&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I called in (to busy working on do dads)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do dads have you been working on?&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-6468077716923297918?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6468077716923297918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=6468077716923297918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/6468077716923297918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/6468077716923297918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/01/do-dads.html' title='do dads'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TT3-fDshCPI/AAAAAAAAA3I/oUV3EagJNfE/s72-c/Pillow+Top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-1420525427827894455</id><published>2011-01-20T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T07:42:27.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon Shadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TThVDCs8J6I/AAAAAAAAA3E/97X8xxtrsvs/s1600/Moon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TThVDCs8J6I/AAAAAAAAA3E/97X8xxtrsvs/s400/Moon.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night was the full moon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Yes, I'm being followed by a moon shadow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;moon shadow, moon shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Leaping and hopping on a moon shadow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;moon shadow, moon shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ The moon is beautiful and fascinating as it rises up into the night sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;During the full moon the sun, moon &amp;amp; Earth are in line causing gravitational force to effect the ocean tides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Do these forces also effect living beings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm not sure?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I do know that I'm much more likely to go out into the night if there is a bright moon lighting up the shadows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I remember as a teenager skating and sledding with my sisters on several moon lit nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The moon light seems to make snow glow and sparkle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tell me about your adventures under the moon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-1420525427827894455?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1420525427827894455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=1420525427827894455' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1420525427827894455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1420525427827894455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/01/moon-shadow.html' title='Moon Shadow'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TThVDCs8J6I/AAAAAAAAA3E/97X8xxtrsvs/s72-c/Moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8125086513648072101</id><published>2011-01-16T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T16:44:25.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter From Norway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TTOCX2PDzCI/AAAAAAAAA3A/AOuRyv4zmTY/s1600/Letter+From+Norway.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TTOCX2PDzCI/AAAAAAAAA3A/AOuRyv4zmTY/s320/Letter+From+Norway.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We received a surprise in the mailbox. A letter from the far away and fascinating land of Norway.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;My husbands Willie's niece Karis lives on the Norwegian coast &amp;amp; sent the most intriguing letter telling about her family's life . The letter was written so well and was a joy to read. I plan to keep this letter in a safe place for future pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will share with you the first paragraph "&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Greetings from the Markhus household! At the moment it's November. The sun is slipping further and further South in the horizon, shining thin, pale light, always from behind something: a tree, a mountain, a building, like just before sunset. Sunrise is just before sunset; the sun takes so long getting up that it gives up and decides to just go back to bed. Which is about how the rest of us feel around here this time of year too! But this year everything is crisp and frosty and makes me want to put up Christmas lights and light candles and listen to Christmas music. It's unusually cold and clear, and best of all-no rain! Christmas in Norway might sound idyllic, but where we are on the coast, it usually rains. Maybe this year it will be white!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Karis goes on to say how two year old Helene loves the movie "The Sound of Music" and goes around singing "So-da-la-fa-mi-do-re" her toy goats and sheep dance and yodel; "lady odlady odlady hee hoo!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I tell you what Helene and I have allot in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karis also says her husband Frank has been doing some remodeling, so they now have room for company.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This letter makes me want to jump on the next plane to explore Scandinavia.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Watch out Karis, your long lost relatives may be knocking on your door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8125086513648072101?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8125086513648072101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8125086513648072101' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8125086513648072101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8125086513648072101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/01/letter-from-norway.html' title='Letter From Norway'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TTOCX2PDzCI/AAAAAAAAA3A/AOuRyv4zmTY/s72-c/Letter+From+Norway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-6025658287540104040</id><published>2011-01-10T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T07:34:44.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter in North Dakota</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TSsiyFQAFqI/AAAAAAAAA28/_7fOE8hGM-4/s1600/Frosty+Tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TSsiyFQAFqI/AAAAAAAAA28/_7fOE8hGM-4/s400/Frosty+Tree.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Winter is officially here. Yesterday it was 12 below when I drove into work, so I brought a drop cord along﻿ to plug my vehicle in while I was at work for the day. Fortunately the hospital has places to plug in all around the parking lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Drivers are advised to bring a winter survival kit in there vehicles in case they are stranded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This kit consists of:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Several blankets and warm clothing, such as parka, boots, long underwear, heavy socks, mittens, ski mask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A source of heat, such as a multiple wick candle can heater. It is best to also have matches to light your candle, because some lighters won't work in extreme cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Water and a metal container suitable for melting ice or snow to be used for drinking water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A radio and flashlight with extra batteries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Food, such as hard candy, jellybeans, raisins, nuts, candy bars, dehydrated fruit, jerky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something to read to keep you awake (This is where my emergency book comes in handy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A folding cup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toilet tissue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bright red or orange cloth and whistle to signal help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nylon rope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cellular phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have heard tell when the temperature drops to 40 below you can take a glass of hot water, toss it into the air and it will turn to ice crystals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(I can't wait to try this experiment.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿By the way Lisa from &lt;a href="http://www.southviewfarm.blogspot.com/"&gt;South View Farm&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;has won the set of cards in "Moms Birthday Contest"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congrats Lisa and Thanks for entering!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-6025658287540104040?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6025658287540104040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=6025658287540104040' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/6025658287540104040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/6025658287540104040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter-in-north-dakota.html' title='Winter in North Dakota'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TSsiyFQAFqI/AAAAAAAAA28/_7fOE8hGM-4/s72-c/Frosty+Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7320092134143521115</id><published>2011-01-06T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T15:10:48.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Birthday Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TSZJiO-5BPI/AAAAAAAAA24/Xm8WdzdxbcA/s1600/Cards.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TSZJiO-5BPI/AAAAAAAAA24/Xm8WdzdxbcA/s320/Cards.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My Mom's Birthday was January, 9th, This coming Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Paula and I have always celebrated Mom's Birthday even after she passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to go shopping and out to lunch but now Paula &amp;amp; I live over 1,000 miles apart. Boo, Hoo! so now we celebrate the day on our blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We have a birthday give away. It's just like giving Mom a special Birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I decided to make and give away a set of cards this year.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mom loved cards. Hallmark was one of her favorite stores. She would take all the time needed to find the perfect card for her special people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leave a comment on this post and your name will be entered in the drawing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to stop by my sister &lt;a href="http://www.onarainynight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paula's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to enter her contest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7320092134143521115?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7320092134143521115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7320092134143521115' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7320092134143521115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7320092134143521115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/01/moms-birthday-contest.html' title='Mom&apos;s Birthday Contest'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TSZJiO-5BPI/AAAAAAAAA24/Xm8WdzdxbcA/s72-c/Cards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-1235543298348433938</id><published>2011-01-03T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T12:50:38.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January-Turn the page Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TSIxikMIX4I/AAAAAAAAA20/gRxdRbG7Q00/s1600/Leaving+Protection.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TSIxikMIX4I/AAAAAAAAA20/gRxdRbG7Q00/s320/Leaving+Protection.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;December has been a fun reading month for me. I've read several young readers &amp;amp; received some fantastic reading material under the Christmas tree (more on that next month)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;My favorite book this month was Will Hobbs "Leaving Protection" This book is about a young man who leaves his family's house boat to work the wild Alaskan sea's on a salmon troller. The water is ruff &amp;amp; tough as is Robbie's boss Tor Torsen, who at times seems more like a pirate than captain of a salmon boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This book intrigued me as my Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma Sannar where commercial fisherman in South East Alaska, the same area this book takes place in. They mention the town of Craig that I have heard in conversations many times and even mention Ketchikan where my family lived when I was a young girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This book starts out:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Strange, how it all began. Silence hung over breakfast like a spell. Somebody would make an attempt at cheerful conversation and then it would die out like a campfire built with wet wood."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you like a good adventure about boats &amp;amp; fishing I would recommend "Leaving Protection" by, Will Hobbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To check out more good books go to &lt;a href="http://www.someofakind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some Of A Kind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-1235543298348433938?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1235543298348433938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=1235543298348433938' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1235543298348433938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1235543298348433938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-turn-page-tuesday.html' title='January-Turn the page Tuesday'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TSIxikMIX4I/AAAAAAAAA20/gRxdRbG7Q00/s72-c/Leaving+Protection.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-4819031132970972748</id><published>2011-01-01T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T14:19:55.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm Winter Secret Swap</title><content type='html'>In December I participated in a "Warm Winter Secret Swap" hosted by &lt;a href="http://www.lifeaccordingtoamanda.com/"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sent each other a mug and ingredients for a hot drink.&lt;br /&gt;What a perfect swap for this cold winter weather we have been having.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing warms your bones like sitting in front of a blazing fire sipping a scrumptious hot beverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is what&amp;nbsp;I received from &lt;a href="http://www.jennbsays.com/"&gt;Jenn B&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not one but two mugs with "Friendship Tea" Yum, I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TR-l1M0M2-I/AAAAAAAAA2s/2NINQKZ8xsc/s1600/Warm+Winter+Swap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TR-l1M0M2-I/AAAAAAAAA2s/2NINQKZ8xsc/s320/Warm+Winter+Swap.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friendship Tea﻿&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/2 cup instant tea mix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 cup instant orange drink (Tang)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 cup instant lemonade drink (Country Time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 tsp ground cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/2 tsp ground cloves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 cup cinnamon imperials (Red Hots)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In a large bowl, combine all of the ingredients and blend them well. I actually find that it's easier to put them in a gallon sized zip lock bag, seal it up and shake them to make sure everything is well incorporated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;To serve:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Stir 2-3 teaspoons of the mix in a mug of 1 cup of boiling water. You may have to adjust to taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Here is the package I sent, with "Cinna Mocha Hot Chocolate"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was fun searching for the mug and putting the package together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TR-oCsnFdnI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ys8GEcwj_1E/s1600/Snowman+Mug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TR-oCsnFdnI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ys8GEcwj_1E/s320/Snowman+Mug.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your favorite hot beverage?&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-4819031132970972748?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4819031132970972748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=4819031132970972748' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4819031132970972748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4819031132970972748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2011/01/warm-winter-secret-swap.html' title='Warm Winter Secret Swap'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TR-l1M0M2-I/AAAAAAAAA2s/2NINQKZ8xsc/s72-c/Warm+Winter+Swap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-9008215441639821607</id><published>2010-12-26T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T07:01:27.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skiing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TRdWUwyRBmI/AAAAAAAAA1w/HjVKNceZY1Q/s1600/Skiing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TRdWUwyRBmI/AAAAAAAAA1w/HjVKNceZY1Q/s320/Skiing.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I got a chance to go skiing on Christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;There is one thing good about living in a winter wonderland. I can ski right out my back door.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So with a few hours to spare I strapped on my ski's and headed for the lake, trusty dog Fluffy by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TRdXBTt6LAI/AAAAAAAAA10/cR94u1IvjiM/s1600/Ice+Formation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TRdXBTt6LAI/AAAAAAAAA10/cR94u1IvjiM/s320/Ice+Formation.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TRdXEH-9cnI/AAAAAAAAA14/Cdf8e4c7_18/s1600/Winter+Tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TRdXEH-9cnI/AAAAAAAAA14/Cdf8e4c7_18/s320/Winter+Tree.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We saw some cool ice formations &amp;amp; tree's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TRdXTlv6nZI/AAAAAAAAA18/33Np57-cHsM/s1600/Cozy+home.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TRdXTlv6nZI/AAAAAAAAA18/33Np57-cHsM/s320/Cozy+home.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ The wind picked up and was quite chilly on my face &amp;amp; Fluffys paws so we decided to start back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TRdXu8rn4LI/AAAAAAAAA2A/jDpO6iDzf3A/s1600/Calv.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TRdXu8rn4LI/AAAAAAAAA2A/jDpO6iDzf3A/s320/Calv.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿On the way we saw this wildlife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I hope you had a wonderful Holiday!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-9008215441639821607?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/9008215441639821607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=9008215441639821607' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/9008215441639821607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/9008215441639821607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/12/skiing.html' title='Skiing'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TRdWUwyRBmI/AAAAAAAAA1w/HjVKNceZY1Q/s72-c/Skiing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-1057527468318175693</id><published>2010-12-15T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T08:12:21.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seperat Living Qaurters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;There has been some domestic violence going on at the farm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The big chickens have been picking on my little Bantams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TQjnaA7qvrI/AAAAAAAAA1g/SyEtlLrRktE/s1600/Telephone+Office.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TQjnaA7qvrI/AAAAAAAAA1g/SyEtlLrRktE/s320/Telephone+Office.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We decided to move them to a bigger coop (The telephone Office) but that didn't work,&lt;br /&gt;So last night when darkness began to fall we decided to intervene.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We snuck in, packed up the Bantams and moved them back to the small coop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TQjoRN6iEQI/AAAAAAAAA1k/St1JHN4r3Gc/s1600/Small+Coop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TQjoRN6iEQI/AAAAAAAAA1k/St1JHN4r3Gc/s320/Small+Coop.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TQjoW9Rh1TI/AAAAAAAAA1o/qXJO3xfDJZk/s1600/Lacey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TQjoW9Rh1TI/AAAAAAAAA1o/qXJO3xfDJZk/s320/Lacey.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They should be safe from danger away from those big mean chickens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-1057527468318175693?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1057527468318175693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=1057527468318175693' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1057527468318175693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1057527468318175693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/12/seperat-living-qaurters.html' title='Seperat Living Qaurters'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TQjnaA7qvrI/AAAAAAAAA1g/SyEtlLrRktE/s72-c/Telephone+Office.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-4270524508266226620</id><published>2010-12-12T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T07:34:36.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Gremlins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;I think we have Christmas gremlins.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or maybe The Grinch who stole Christmas is after us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our fireplace is missing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TQTqCZUcM-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/42_8Aw5s4gU/s1600/Fireplace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TQTqCZUcM-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/42_8Aw5s4gU/s320/Fireplace.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lights on our tree don't work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TQTqPJ20l1I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/X_gktDW3Q0o/s1600/Christmas+Tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TQTqPJ20l1I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/X_gktDW3Q0o/s320/Christmas+Tree.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿The cards I ordered turned out to be just pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TQTqes7LzkI/AAAAAAAAA1c/u5cA2TDF4Po/s1600/Christmas+Cards.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TQTqes7LzkI/AAAAAAAAA1c/u5cA2TDF4Po/s320/Christmas+Cards.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That mean old Grinch can't steal the Christmas out of our hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We will still gather around and sing beautiful caroles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"oogh ah, oogh ah merry Christmas, merry Christmas"&lt;/em&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-4270524508266226620?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4270524508266226620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=4270524508266226620' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4270524508266226620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/4270524508266226620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-gremlins.html' title='Christmas Gremlins'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TQTqCZUcM-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/42_8Aw5s4gU/s72-c/Fireplace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-2828456055283630653</id><published>2010-12-06T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T19:07:19.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn The Page tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TP2gI2CVGrI/AAAAAAAAA1M/7ybPHsdQL4o/s1600/Mary+Janes+Farm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TP2gI2CVGrI/AAAAAAAAA1M/7ybPHsdQL4o/s320/Mary+Janes+Farm.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Decembers "Turn The Page Tuesday" is magazines.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ It gave me a great excuse to pick up a new magazine at the store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love to read magazines. They can be so inspiring with there bright shining pictures and short feature stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mary Janes Farm is the reading material I chose. It is packed full of articles about organic country lifestyles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TP2isUAS3pI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/VkMTWN8PWGA/s1600/Old+Pictures.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TP2isUAS3pI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/VkMTWN8PWGA/s320/Old+Pictures.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Recently I unpacked a few box's of old photo's and displayed some of them on my dresser. The pictures make our room look so homey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;In this magazine I found this wonderful quote &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"﻿Family faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;are magic mirrors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking at people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who belong to us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We see the past,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Present, and future."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;~Gail Lumet Buckley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿ Check out more great magazines at &lt;a href="http://www.someofakind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Turn The Page Tuesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-2828456055283630653?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2828456055283630653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=2828456055283630653' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/2828456055283630653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/2828456055283630653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/12/turn-page-tuesday.html' title='Turn The Page tuesday'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TP2gI2CVGrI/AAAAAAAAA1M/7ybPHsdQL4o/s72-c/Mary+Janes+Farm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-5515702851479881466</id><published>2010-11-26T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T16:34:12.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sixteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TPBRhf2KdyI/AAAAAAAAA1E/HUnk21NSRIw/s1600/Birthday+Balloon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TPBRhf2KdyI/AAAAAAAAA1E/HUnk21NSRIw/s320/Birthday+Balloon.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TPBRkZwLvoI/AAAAAAAAA1I/QHTH6O-1X-M/s1600/Dawn+16th+Birthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TPBRkZwLvoI/AAAAAAAAA1I/QHTH6O-1X-M/s320/Dawn+16th+Birthday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our baby girl has turned sixteen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Dawn!﻿&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-5515702851479881466?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5515702851479881466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=5515702851479881466' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5515702851479881466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5515702851479881466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/11/sweet-sixteen.html' title='Sweet Sixteen'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TPBRhf2KdyI/AAAAAAAAA1E/HUnk21NSRIw/s72-c/Birthday+Balloon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-3387466559010211665</id><published>2010-11-24T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T09:53:45.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suprise in The Mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TO1GCb6CLeI/AAAAAAAAA08/mUTR2QS8t2U/s1600/Goose+Berry+Patch+Book.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TO1GCb6CLeI/AAAAAAAAA08/mUTR2QS8t2U/s320/Goose+Berry+Patch+Book.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Look at what has arrived in the mail. just in time for Thanksgiving baking.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I won this great cook book in &lt;a href="http://www.onarainynight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paula's&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Fabulous Fall Food Friday" contest.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can't wait to start whipping up a few of these dish's. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This book not only has recipes but is packed full of fall time idea's, tips &amp;amp; crafts, for example &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Time Together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Once my sister arrives at our home for Thanksgiving, she joins my daughter and me in our truck. We trim berry branches and pines to fill the window boxes on our homes. We walk through the trees with a big basket in hand to fill with our treasures. There's always such a feeling of contentment and joy when we do this. We hope that my daughter will continue this tradition with her family someday."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cindy DeMay&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; West Springfield, MA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the winter storms in the North lots of people are canceling travel plans. It might be a good time to grab a "Goose Berry Patch" book and get some projects going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-3387466559010211665?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3387466559010211665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=3387466559010211665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3387466559010211665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3387466559010211665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/11/suprise-in-mail.html' title='Suprise in The Mail'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TO1GCb6CLeI/AAAAAAAAA08/mUTR2QS8t2U/s72-c/Goose+Berry+Patch+Book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7248545040808215873</id><published>2010-11-16T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T07:34:07.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;I asked this question at work "You've no doubt heard the expression "They couldn't pay me enough to do that job."&amp;nbsp; What job would that be for you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some of the answers I got where, coal miner &amp;amp; sewer pumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;One man who went into the service when he was young and worked on the railroad most of his life said he couldn't think of any job he wouldn't do.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I asked, "How about pounding steaks &amp;amp; putting in railroad tyes?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He replied,"That's not that hard."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then I said,"What about building fence and digging all the post holes by hand."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;His answer was "How long of a fence do you want?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Give me your answer&lt;strong&gt;"What job could they not pay you enough to do?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7248545040808215873?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7248545040808215873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7248545040808215873' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7248545040808215873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7248545040808215873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/11/asked-this-question-at-work-youve-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-9063844396209920259</id><published>2010-11-09T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T07:54:08.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Catcher Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TNlrS_sdvSI/AAAAAAAAA04/U3v2vsRm78w/s1600/Dream+Catcher+Earrings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TNlrS_sdvSI/AAAAAAAAA04/U3v2vsRm78w/s320/Dream+Catcher+Earrings.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dreams interest me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do they have a deeper meaning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can they foretell the futcher?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are they your brains way of rebooting &amp;amp; restoring while you sleep?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you dream in color? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you have a recurring dream that haunts you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ I often times awaken to a nightmare of a spider slowly descending from the ceiling onto me. When I open my eyes I can actually see the spider and have at times gotten up, turned on the light and pulled back the covers to search for the creepy crawly that I am sure must be in my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have a pair of handmade dream catcher earrings that I bought in Montana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The dream catchers where believed to catch any harm that might be in the air as a spider's web catches and holds whatever comes in contact with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dream catchers hung above the bed are used as charms to protect sleeping children from nightmares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bad dreams would stay in the net disappearing with the light of day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Good dreams would pass through and slide down the feathers to the sleeper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Leave me a comment on this post and you will be entered into a drawing to win these pretty earrings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-9063844396209920259?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/9063844396209920259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=9063844396209920259' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/9063844396209920259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/9063844396209920259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/11/dream-catcher-contest.html' title='Dream Catcher Contest'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TNlrS_sdvSI/AAAAAAAAA04/U3v2vsRm78w/s72-c/Dream+Catcher+Earrings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-1403727301575861459</id><published>2010-11-02T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T19:16:52.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn The Page Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TNDClOjQ9dI/AAAAAAAAA00/3cfoBd5bD-o/s1600/Book.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TNDClOjQ9dI/AAAAAAAAA00/3cfoBd5bD-o/s320/Book.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today is "Turn The Page Tuesday" the first Tuesday of the month. &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This months book is "Forever..."﻿ by Jude Deveraux. It was a fun book to read full of good &amp;amp; evil, Mystery &amp;amp; intrigue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Darci Monroe overcame a childhood of neglect with an ebullient spirit, a positive attitude...and extraordinary determination. Now the resourceful young woman, hired as Adam Montgomery's personal assistant, devotes more than just professional attention to this devastatingly handsome millionaire. But one thing bars Adam from accepting Darci's love: he is intent on discovering the secret of his parent's disappearance, for she possesses the otherworldly abilities needed to help him fight a terrifying mistress of the dark arts. What Darci ends up offering is a gift greater than Adam ever hoped for, for Darci loves with all her heart, and all her soul, forever...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;strong&gt;Check out more good books at &lt;a href="http://www.someofakind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some Of a Kind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-1403727301575861459?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1403727301575861459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=1403727301575861459' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1403727301575861459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/1403727301575861459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/11/turn-page-tuesday.html' title='Turn The Page Tuesday'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TNDClOjQ9dI/AAAAAAAAA00/3cfoBd5bD-o/s72-c/Book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8300454906195436120</id><published>2010-10-29T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T08:05:21.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fab Fall Food Friday-Sankey Ranch Cornbread</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TMrcdnh4hsI/AAAAAAAAA0w/oZrjW5XuDJc/s1600/Beyond+the+Bull.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TMrcdnh4hsI/AAAAAAAAA0w/oZrjW5XuDJc/s320/Beyond+the+Bull.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My sister &lt;a href="http://www.pawleyfarmseasons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Susan&lt;/a&gt; sent me a "Beyond The Bull" cookbook for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"A 100 year celebration of kickin it up with good food and great parties at The Pendleton Round-up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Growing up in the area we always made it to Pendleton during Round-up time to spend time with cousins, watch the parade and join in on the celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;While thumbing through this cookbook, I came acrossed the recipe for "Sankey Ranch Cornbread" &amp;amp; just had to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ike Sankey is a stock contractor for many rodeos. They owned a ranch just a few miles out of Cody Wyoming where my husband &amp;amp; I lived.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Years ago Ike had a bunch of young horses with out enough buck in them for the rodeo circuit so he would hire young people to come ride and work with them.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;My husband Willie &amp;amp; I took on this job for a short period. Silly me (I fancied myself as a cowgirl back then.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We got paid a whopping $25 a day each. Enough money to go down to "The Irma" the local cowboy hangout, have a few beers &amp;amp; tell tall tales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sankey Ranch Cornbread&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2/3 cup butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 1/3 cups granulated sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 cups milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 3/4 tablespoons baking powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 1/3 teaspoon salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 1/3 cups all-purpose flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 cup cornmeal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mix butter, granulated sugar, eggs, and milk together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mix baking powder, salt, flour, and cornmeal together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mix both mixtures together and pour into a greased 9x13-inch pan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bake at 400 degrees for 25 minutes or until done in middle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For more great recipes go to &lt;a href="http://www.onarainynight.blogspot.com/"&gt;"On A Rainy Night"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8300454906195436120?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8300454906195436120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8300454906195436120' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8300454906195436120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8300454906195436120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/10/fab-fall-food-friday-sankey-ranch.html' title='Fab Fall Food Friday-Sankey Ranch Cornbread'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TMrcdnh4hsI/AAAAAAAAA0w/oZrjW5XuDJc/s72-c/Beyond+the+Bull.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8637743275259386565</id><published>2010-10-27T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T13:42:02.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TMiNZGwcdXI/AAAAAAAAA0o/2Mh60GXV2Iw/s1600/Snowy+Pumpkins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TMiNZGwcdXI/AAAAAAAAA0o/2Mh60GXV2Iw/s320/Snowy+Pumpkins.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TMiNcFSJEVI/AAAAAAAAA0s/aEOD95kzSBk/s1600/Snow+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TMiNcFSJEVI/AAAAAAAAA0s/aEOD95kzSBk/s320/Snow+day.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The frost is on the pumpkin &amp;amp; the snow is in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what we woke up to this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our first snow day of the season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;School has been cancelled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a great day for baking, taking naps &amp;amp; reading.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8637743275259386565?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8637743275259386565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8637743275259386565' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8637743275259386565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8637743275259386565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/10/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TMiNZGwcdXI/AAAAAAAAA0o/2Mh60GXV2Iw/s72-c/Snowy+Pumpkins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7573736053340703622</id><published>2010-10-23T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T11:40:57.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Food Friday- Carrot Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TMMmZOr4ZrI/AAAAAAAAA0k/fsE9gOOdHlo/s1600/Carrot+Cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TMMmZOr4ZrI/AAAAAAAAA0k/fsE9gOOdHlo/s400/Carrot+Cake.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Once again it is "Fabulous Fall Food Friday" hosted by &lt;a href="http://www.onarainynight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paula.&lt;/a&gt; I love participating in this &amp;amp; have found some great recipes in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dave &amp;amp; Elaine, Friends from a near by town planted several long rows of carrots. We drove over to help dig them &amp;amp; came home with several five gallon buckets of these plump orange veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I decided to make carrot cake. One of my favorite desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spicy Carrot Cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/3 cup boiling water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 cups shredded carrots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 cups flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 1/4 cups sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 1/4 teaspoon baking soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 teaspoon ground cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 teaspoon ground nutmeg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 teaspoon ground cloves &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/2 cup vegetable oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 cup chopped nuts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pour boiling water on carrots in large mixer bowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heat oven to 350; Grease &amp;amp; flour 13x9 pan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beat carrots &amp;amp; remaining ingredients on low speed, scraping bowl 1 minute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beat on medium speed 2 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pour into pan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bake until wooden pick comes out clean, 45- 50 minutes. Cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cream Cheese Frosting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8 oz. package cream cheese, softened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1- pound package powdered sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/2 cup butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/4 teaspoon vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mix together until smooth. Frost cooled cake &amp;amp; serve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ Be sure to check out all the recipe's at &lt;a href="http://www.onarainynight.blogspot.com/"&gt;On A Rainy Night.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7573736053340703622?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7573736053340703622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7573736053340703622' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7573736053340703622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7573736053340703622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-food-friday-carrot-cake.html' title='Fall Food Friday- Carrot Cake'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TMMmZOr4ZrI/AAAAAAAAA0k/fsE9gOOdHlo/s72-c/Carrot+Cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-5213712916393358821</id><published>2010-10-20T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T07:18:29.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring or Fall?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TL748IG9PDI/AAAAAAAAA0g/228732sZ4fY/s1600/Hen+&amp;amp;+Chicks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TL748IG9PDI/AAAAAAAAA0g/228732sZ4fY/s400/Hen+&amp;amp;+Chicks.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fall? Spring? What time of year is it anyway?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ This hen doesn't seem to know the answer to this question. She just hatched out five baby chicks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Imagine that, baby chicks in October. Something is a little mixed up here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We put them in the green house and hopefully they don't freeze to death with the cold weather that soon will be knocking at our doors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-5213712916393358821?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5213712916393358821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=5213712916393358821' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5213712916393358821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5213712916393358821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/10/spring-or-fall.html' title='Spring or Fall?'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TL748IG9PDI/AAAAAAAAA0g/228732sZ4fY/s72-c/Hen+&amp;+Chicks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-96121940970338767</id><published>2010-10-17T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T07:54:23.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Red sky in morning sailer take warning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TLsOBuEy3TI/AAAAAAAAA0c/k6qkj9llB3U/s1600/Red+Sky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TLsOBuEy3TI/AAAAAAAAA0c/k6qkj9llB3U/s400/Red+Sky.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-96121940970338767?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/96121940970338767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=96121940970338767' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/96121940970338767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/96121940970338767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/10/red-sky-in-morning-sailer-take-warning.html' title=''/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TLsOBuEy3TI/AAAAAAAAA0c/k6qkj9llB3U/s72-c/Red+Sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-6797222841328681738</id><published>2010-10-16T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T11:52:04.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fab. Fall Food Friday- Lemon Mallow Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TLnw3bRtE0I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/p8unTZNiSTw/s1600/tea+cup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TLnw3bRtE0I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/p8unTZNiSTw/s320/tea+cup.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My recipe this week is "Lemon Mallow Pie". It is a very simple recipe that turns out fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just the right amount of sweet tartness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lemon Mallow Pie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 (10 oz.) Pkg. Marshmallows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/4 Cup water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/4 cup lemon juice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 Tbsp. Grated lemon rind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 cup heavy cream, whipped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 9 inch graham cracker crust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a few drops yellow food coloring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Melt marshmallows with water &amp;amp; lemon juice in double boiler. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stir until smooth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Add lemon rind and food coloring and mix well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chill until thickened;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mix until well blended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fold in whipped cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pour into crust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chill until firm or freeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ To find more great recipes check out &lt;a href="http://www.onarainynight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paula's&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-6797222841328681738?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6797222841328681738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=6797222841328681738' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/6797222841328681738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/6797222841328681738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/10/fab-fall-food-friday-lemon-mallow-pie.html' title='Fab. Fall Food Friday- Lemon Mallow Pie'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TLnw3bRtE0I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/p8unTZNiSTw/s72-c/tea+cup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-2421148419543900840</id><published>2010-10-08T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T15:42:16.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranch Burgers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TK-ZuMIv_SI/AAAAAAAAA0U/AmpQACCZvc8/s1600/Ranch+Burger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TK-ZuMIv_SI/AAAAAAAAA0U/AmpQACCZvc8/s400/Ranch+Burger.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I found this recipe and made the burgers for supper a few nights ago. They where quite tasty. A welcome change from the plain old hamburger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ranch Burgers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 1/2 pounds lean ground beef&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 teaspoons spicy seasoning mi (recipe below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 egg-bread hamburger buns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Romain lettuce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tomato slices&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/4 cup prepared creamy ranch dressing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 tablespoons canned french fried onions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spicy Seasoning Mix&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Combine 2 teaspoons sweet paprika, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 teaspoons dried thyme leaves, crushed, 1 1/2 teaspoons salt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 teaspoon garlic powder, 1 teaspoon onion powder,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/2 teaspoon ground black pepper,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and 1/2 teaspoon ground white pepper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Store in airtight container, shake before using to blend﻿.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. prepare spicy seasoning mix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Shape ground beef into four 3/4 inch-thick patties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;press spicy seasoning mix evenly into both sides of each Pattie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Heat large heavy nonstick skillet 5 minutes over medium heat until hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Add patties to skillet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cook 12 to 15 minutes to medium doneness. turn once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Line bottom of each bun with lettuce and tomato: top with burger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;spoon ranch dressing evenly over burgers; sprinkle with onion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;close sandwiches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Join us on &lt;a href="http://www.onarainynight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paula's&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Blog for "Fabulous Fall Food Fridays" for a chance to win "Goose Berry Patch's" latest Fall cookbook.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-2421148419543900840?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2421148419543900840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=2421148419543900840' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/2421148419543900840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/2421148419543900840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/10/ranch-burgers.html' title='Ranch Burgers'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TK-ZuMIv_SI/AAAAAAAAA0U/AmpQACCZvc8/s72-c/Ranch+Burger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-829537256223721173</id><published>2010-10-06T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T06:54:38.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn the Page tuesday- "The Fall Hunt"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TKx8Vj973AI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/7JcSKwn4o4U/s1600/The+Fall+Hunt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TKx8Vj973AI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/7JcSKwn4o4U/s320/The+Fall+Hunt.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm a day late again with "Turn The Page Tuesday"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I found this months selection in the free book box at work &amp;amp; couldn't resist the bright fall colors on the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This book was a fun little mystery to read perfect for this time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"The Fall Hunt" by Joanne Clarey starts "Trouble was the last thing on Ellie's mind as she pushed open the Greenberg Federal Bank front door. For the last twenty minutes, she had enjoyed the scenic drive downhill from her cabin located in the tiny mountain village of Hummingbird Falls, to the city of Greenberg. Her beloved mutt, Buddy, whom she had rescued at the village dump last year, accompanied her as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This pocket book starts out with a bank robbery &amp;amp; has a murder or two to be solved.Packed full of fall festivities, pumpkins &amp;amp; ghouls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find more books to read go to &lt;a href="http://www.someofakind.blogspot.com/"&gt;"Some Of A Kind"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-829537256223721173?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/829537256223721173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=829537256223721173' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/829537256223721173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/829537256223721173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/10/turn-page-tuesday-fall-hunt.html' title='Turn the Page tuesday- &quot;The Fall Hunt&quot;'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TKx8Vj973AI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/7JcSKwn4o4U/s72-c/The+Fall+Hunt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-3654824628426445268</id><published>2010-10-01T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T05:53:47.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Food Friday-Taco Soup</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Once again it is "Fabulous Fall Food Friday" The day &lt;a href="http://www.onarainynight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paula&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;has brought us together to share recipe's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recipe this week is "Crock pot Taco Soup". It's a great time of year to dig out the&amp;nbsp;slow cooker&amp;nbsp;and start brewing up some hearty soups &amp;amp; stews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love to have the crock pot simmering away with our meal all ready when we come in from a busy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TKXXSIQK8II/AAAAAAAAA0M/HYNT-ftHNws/s1600/Taco+Soup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TKXXSIQK8II/AAAAAAAAA0M/HYNT-ftHNws/s320/Taco+Soup.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crock pot Taco Soup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 pound ground beef&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 onion chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1(15-oz.) can kidney beans, with liquid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1(16-oz.) can ﻿chili beans, with liquid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 (15-oz.) can whole-kernel corn, with liquid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 (8-oz.) can tomato sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 c. water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 (14.5-oz.) cans peeled and diced tomatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 (4-oz.) can diced green chili peppers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 package taco seasoning mix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In medium skillet, cook ground beef until browned over medium heat. Drain thoroughly. Place ground beef, onion, chili beans, kidney beans, corn, tomato sauce, water, diced tomatoes, green chili peppers and seasoning mix in a slow cooker. Mix and cook on low setting for eight hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makes 10 servings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-3654824628426445268?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3654824628426445268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=3654824628426445268' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3654824628426445268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/3654824628426445268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-food-friday-taco-soup.html' title='Fall Food Friday-Taco Soup'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TKXXSIQK8II/AAAAAAAAA0M/HYNT-ftHNws/s72-c/Taco+Soup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7994087489760178802</id><published>2010-09-25T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T07:16:41.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zucchini Saves The Day</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;I just heard this story on the news. So all of you zucchini haters listen up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This happened&amp;nbsp;by Missoula Montana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;A bear attacked a lady's 12 year old dog so she started yelling at the bear. It charged her and clawed the lady's leg. She made it into her house and grabbed the closest weapon she could find which was a zucchini on her counter. Hitting the beast with the vegetable was just the ticket. The bear ran off into the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;With this story in mind, you should always keep a zucchini handy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;If you don't need the zucchini as a weapon you could always make the cookie's in the following post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7994087489760178802?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7994087489760178802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7994087489760178802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7994087489760178802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7994087489760178802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/09/zucchini-saves-day.html' title='Zucchini Saves The Day'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-649335534726100501</id><published>2010-09-24T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T08:01:26.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Recipe Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister &lt;a href="http://www.onarainynight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paula&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is hosting a Fall recipe Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the first Friday. I think this is a great idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's always fun to see what other folks are cooking and try out new dish's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first recipe is one I got from my Mom before getting married. I wrote down some of Mom's tried &amp;amp; true recipe's in a notebook. That notebook got pretty ratty in the last 26 years, so I have since transferred them to note cards and put them in this special little book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJy6fzeejnI/AAAAAAAAA0E/cuX0ukVMkuI/s1600/Recipe+Book.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJy6fzeejnI/AAAAAAAAA0E/cuX0ukVMkuI/s320/Recipe+Book.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJy6jGTiIeI/AAAAAAAAA0I/p-CmTD4UxmU/s1600/Cookies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJy6jGTiIeI/AAAAAAAAA0I/p-CmTD4UxmU/s320/Cookies.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This recipe is for zucchini cookies.﻿&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 cup grated zucchini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 egg beaten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 cup margarine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1tsp. Cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 tsp. salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 tsp. soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 cups flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 tsp cloves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 cup raisins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 cup chopped nuts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mix all ingredient,&amp;nbsp;drop by spoon onto baking sheet &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;bake in a 350 degree oven for 15 min.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-649335534726100501?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/649335534726100501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=649335534726100501' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/649335534726100501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/649335534726100501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/09/fall-recipe-friday.html' title='Fall Recipe Friday'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJy6fzeejnI/AAAAAAAAA0E/cuX0ukVMkuI/s72-c/Recipe+Book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-6134887592690797658</id><published>2010-09-19T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T08:17:26.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk In The Woods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJYmaQdWXgI/AAAAAAAAAzc/cqMEO8q8aLo/s1600/Fall+Leaves.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJYmaQdWXgI/AAAAAAAAAzc/cqMEO8q8aLo/s320/Fall+Leaves.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first frost has arrived. We covered the tomatoes &amp;amp;; peppers. Hopefully they will have a little more time to produce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The leaves are starting to turn colors and look beautiful against the crisp blue sky. I just had to wander off into the woods for a picture taking expedition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I met a pretty green frog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJYmpkmISTI/AAAAAAAAAz0/pA8CznjVYgI/s1600/Frog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJYmpkmISTI/AAAAAAAAAz0/pA8CznjVYgI/s320/Frog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJYmiUsCAqI/AAAAAAAAAzk/9CSG0TR7oqM/s1600/Aspens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJYmiUsCAqI/AAAAAAAAAzk/9CSG0TR7oqM/s320/Aspens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJYmlOZ48SI/AAAAAAAAAzs/SAHh0IGDGFI/s1600/Grasshopper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJYmlOZ48SI/AAAAAAAAAzs/SAHh0IGDGFI/s320/Grasshopper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A grasshopper tagged along for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tally hoe. I must be on my way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you have a chance to get in a few good walks before the weather turns bitterly cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-6134887592690797658?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6134887592690797658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=6134887592690797658' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/6134887592690797658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/6134887592690797658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/09/walk-in-woods.html' title='Walk In The Woods'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJYmaQdWXgI/AAAAAAAAAzc/cqMEO8q8aLo/s72-c/Fall+Leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7189610058849836685</id><published>2010-09-14T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T16:27:01.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spotted Steve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJACAYlFmUI/AAAAAAAAAzM/5xFJ4N6S-J4/s1600/Steve+%232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJACAYlFmUI/AAAAAAAAAzM/5xFJ4N6S-J4/s320/Steve+%232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJACfVvJRMI/AAAAAAAAAzU/67elddUrTX0/s1600/Steve+%231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJACfVvJRMI/AAAAAAAAAzU/67elddUrTX0/s320/Steve+%231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meet Steve. He is Dawn &amp;amp; friends favorite chicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such a unique looking bird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls think he might be part lama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Doesn't he have nice legs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJAB1_PSJGI/AAAAAAAAAy8/gTQT4PGhj50/s1600/Steve%27s+Legs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJAB1_PSJGI/AAAAAAAAAy8/gTQT4PGhj50/s1600/Steve%27s+Legs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJAB1_PSJGI/AAAAAAAAAy8/gTQT4PGhj50/s320/Steve%27s+Legs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are not sure if Spotted Steve is a he or a she.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We've never herd him crow and don't think he has laid an egg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe Steve is an it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Being so unique has saved Steve's life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Under no circumstances is he to go into the stew pot.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even if this bird never lays an egg, we will keep Spotted Steve as a pet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7189610058849836685?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7189610058849836685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7189610058849836685' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7189610058849836685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7189610058849836685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/09/spotted-steve.html' title='Spotted Steve'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TJACAYlFmUI/AAAAAAAAAzM/5xFJ4N6S-J4/s72-c/Steve+%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7851916845765217042</id><published>2010-09-07T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T15:59:41.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn The Page Tuesday/ An Absence So Great</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TIa_wCAMz5I/AAAAAAAAAys/l76l1EG-uaM/s1600/An+Absence+so+great.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TIa_wCAMz5I/AAAAAAAAAys/l76l1EG-uaM/s320/An+Absence+so+great.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jane Kirkpatrick is one of my favorite authors. this book is a sequel to "A Flickering Light".&lt;br /&gt;Jane wrote these books with her Grandma Jessie Ann Gaebele as the main character. Jessie is a photographer back in the day when these professions are dominated by men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It starts out "Jessie Gaebele's thoughts at times behaved like a toddler's: one moment they stayed safely hidden in the pump organ's shadow, and the next minute they popped up to pull out all the stops, increasing in volume, shouting in her head, underscoring the aching loneliness that defined her days.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today, as she stood in this men's refuge permeated by the scent of oil and grease and gasoline, she flicked away those toddler voices. She had good reason to be here. She was eighteen years old, it was 1910, and young women alone were going places they'd never gone before."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm sure that like me if you read a Jane Kirkpatrick book you will have to read them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To check out more great books go to &lt;a href="http://www.someofakind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some of a Kind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next month, Happy reading!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7851916845765217042?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7851916845765217042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7851916845765217042' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7851916845765217042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7851916845765217042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/09/turn-page-tuesday-absence-so-great.html' title='Turn The Page Tuesday/ An Absence So Great'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TIa_wCAMz5I/AAAAAAAAAys/l76l1EG-uaM/s72-c/An+Absence+so+great.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-296900316387799440</id><published>2010-09-05T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T06:49:28.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plum Wine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TIOfE71P9kI/AAAAAAAAAyk/h0aq8Ik9G3I/s1600/Plum+Wine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TIOfE71P9kI/AAAAAAAAAyk/h0aq8Ik9G3I/s320/Plum+Wine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The wine experiment didn't work, but I did grow some nice mold spores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had high expectations of serving homemade plum wine to dinner guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think next time I will just make plum juice and refrigerate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Does anybody out there know how to make wine?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-296900316387799440?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/296900316387799440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=296900316387799440' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/296900316387799440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/296900316387799440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/09/plum-wine.html' title='Plum Wine?'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TIOfE71P9kI/AAAAAAAAAyk/h0aq8Ik9G3I/s72-c/Plum+Wine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-5387429774751964516</id><published>2010-09-03T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T06:22:08.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TID1PnJlCoI/AAAAAAAAAyU/aWgCEUiTrvw/s1600/Pumpkin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TID1PnJlCoI/AAAAAAAAAyU/aWgCEUiTrvw/s640/Pumpkin.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is a crispness to the air.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hurry, Hurry we must prepare.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get that wood piled high.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We will have fires burning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the geese are flying by.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dig those potatoes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shuck that corn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soon snowy land will be the norm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-5387429774751964516?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5387429774751964516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=5387429774751964516' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5387429774751964516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5387429774751964516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/09/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TID1PnJlCoI/AAAAAAAAAyU/aWgCEUiTrvw/s72-c/Pumpkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-7736223205388416169</id><published>2010-08-26T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T09:11:13.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coligha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/THaPX2BNUjI/AAAAAAAAAyE/FrJESbh7WkE/s1600/Coligha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/THaPX2BNUjI/AAAAAAAAAyE/FrJESbh7WkE/s320/Coligha.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is one of the many collectibles left at our farmstead when we bought it.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see him an old Charlie Pride song runs through my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Coligha was a wooden Indian standing by the door.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coligha yoohoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Took the girl so far away that old Coligha stayed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cooligha yoohoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poor old Coligha never got a kiss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poor old Coligha don't know what he missed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it any wonder that his face is red.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coligha that poor old wooden head."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-7736223205388416169?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7736223205388416169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=7736223205388416169' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7736223205388416169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/7736223205388416169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/08/coligha.html' title='Coligha'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/THaPX2BNUjI/AAAAAAAAAyE/FrJESbh7WkE/s72-c/Coligha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-5140881092551880665</id><published>2010-08-18T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T14:58:07.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zucchini Bandit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TGxVGu6tATI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Jc9xxCDpSMk/s1600/Zucchini.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TGxVGu6tATI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Jc9xxCDpSMk/s640/Zucchini.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's a very dangerous time of year you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Keep your windows and doors locked at all times. Even if you are just running into the bank or post office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It can happen in an instant. Picture this scenario. You hop out of your car in a great mood. isn't it a beautifully day. Step into the bank to deposit your pay check and visit with the friendly teller a few minutes to long. You notice something very odd while walking back to your car. It looks as if your vehicle has turned green on the inside. You slowly open the door "creak" and scream. To your horror the car has been filled up with zucchini. Oh how you wish you would have taken the time to press that lock, for this is the time of year huge zucchini's are growing on the vine &amp;amp; the zucchini bandit is at it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-5140881092551880665?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5140881092551880665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=5140881092551880665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5140881092551880665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5140881092551880665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/08/zucchini-bandit.html' title='Zucchini Bandit'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TGxVGu6tATI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Jc9xxCDpSMk/s72-c/Zucchini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-5128400740581518513</id><published>2010-08-12T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T14:52:21.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;What is the most important thing you grab while heading out the door?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The keys are in the Blazer. I grab my jacket &amp;amp; purse off the hook in the mud room, but I must have one more thing, my book. I hate to leave the house with out my book. You never know when a reading opportunity might arise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Waiting to pick someone up, or you arrive early &amp;amp; have a few precious moments to open the pages and escape into another world for a bit. In fact sometimes I leave early just so I can do this. The car is one of the best places to read. Nobody is there to bother you. You can't look around the house and see all of the unfinished chores you should be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I even carry an emergency book in my glove compartment. A small paperback mystery. Just in case I've forgotten to bring the current novel I'm reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-5128400740581518513?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5128400740581518513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=5128400740581518513' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5128400740581518513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/5128400740581518513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/08/is-most-important-thing-you-grab-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515943295156624904.post-8416355483707583057</id><published>2010-08-04T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T12:55:56.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn The Page Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TFnCz9aIfyI/AAAAAAAAAxY/T00sjtKWoWA/s1600/year+of+fog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TFnCz9aIfyI/AAAAAAAAAxY/T00sjtKWoWA/s400/year+of+fog.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; Yes, I seem to be a day late and a dollar short.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;My book this month is "The Year Of Fog" by Michelle Richmond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;A great book to read at the beach, but would be spooky if you had children with you. You would dare not take your eyes from them for a second to read this intriguing novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The first chapter starts like this "Here is the truth, this is what I know: we were walking on Ocean Beach, hand in hand. It was a summer morning, cold, July in San Francisco. The fog lay white and dense over the sand and ocean- an enveloping mist so thick I could see only a few feet in front of me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The ending is a surprise. It does leave you wondering "What happens next" since there is no sequel you are left to make up your own story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Check out other good books with &lt;a href="http://www.someofakind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adrian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy reading!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515943295156624904-8416355483707583057?l=staceystreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8416355483707583057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8515943295156624904&amp;postID=8416355483707583057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8416355483707583057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515943295156624904/posts/default/8416355483707583057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceystreasures.blogspot.com/2010/08/turn-page-tuesday.html' title='Turn The Page Tuesday'/><author><name>Stacey's Treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221026763063317009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OFRVp06nj8/TvfMMHJF2BI/AAAAAAAABCo/8Yd46jtqaEM/s220/Stacey%2BFace%2BBook%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTLzLwKCEOI/TFnCz9aIfyI/AAAAAAAAAxY/T00sjtKWoWA/s72-c/year+of+fog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
