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The house that I consider my childhood home was full of fruit trees. Pears, peaches, apple, cherry. My mother had a huge strawberry and asparagus bed. One of the pear trees was a winter keiffer and the second was a bartlet. They both never had an 'off' season. My parents sold it in 83 and recently I went on line on google earth to look it up to see what had happened to it. It was gone. Evidently the cemetery next door had bought it and bull dozed it all. All the trees were gone, the fruit trees, the Kalbas, everything my parents at times with my help had planted and nurtured for years just gone. It was like 25 years of my life never happened. It made me think of the song 'Dust in the Wind' and the line that says, 'nothing lasts forever except the moon and the stars'.

All too true.


My childhood home here is condos now .. after Daddy passed Ma sold the 160 acres we grew up on.. within 10 years it was condo of zero lot line stacked like cord wood depressing I do not even travel over there anymore we are like 150 miles from it now
 
Nice Job!
Is that for a niece?

Thanks for the kind words. It is from a quilt a long (to learn new techniques) and I was planning on gifting it to a niece for her January birthday... but sent a picture to my sister this afternoon and she didn't seem impressed, so :confused:

It'll all work out - my things usually find their rightful home. Still gotta do the purple girl (lap quilt) that goes with the green girl pillow, so plenty of time.
 
Thanks for the kind words. It is from a quilt a long (to learn new techniques) and I was planning on gifting it to a niece for her January birthday... but sent a picture to my sister this afternoon and she didn't seem impressed, so :confused:

It'll all work out - my things usually find their rightful home. Still gotta do the purple girl (lap quilt) that goes with the green girl pillow, so plenty of time.

tell your sister to take a hike it is beautiful and anyone would be please to have it
 
The house that I consider my childhood home was full of fruit trees. Pears, peaches, apple, cherry. My mother had a huge strawberry and asparagus bed. One of the pear trees was a winter keiffer and the second was a bartlet. They both never had an 'off' season. My parents sold it in 83 and recently I went on line on google earth to look it up to see what had happened to it. It was gone. Evidently the cemetery next door had bought it and bull dozed it all. All the trees were gone, the fruit trees, the Katalbas, everything my parents at times with my help had planted and nurtured for years just gone. It was like 25 years of my life never happened. It made me think of the song 'Dust in the Wind' and the line that says, 'nothing lasts forever except the moon and the stars'.

All too true.
It is sad, the people we sold our property in TN to had all the big valuable trees cut down for money to buy an ATV. Makes me sick.
 
@superchemicalgirl......:eek::th

I agree. Some people just don't appreciate the effort and talent that goes into making the beautiful things that you create.

I used to do a lot of science fiction science fantasy art and take it to science fiction conventions where I would sell it at auction. I was talking to an artist at a craft fair once and admiring their paintings. The artist commented that I must be an artist also and I told them, yes, I guess I was and told them about my SF art. She wrinkled her nose up and said. "oh, do you do anything else? Any REAL art?' I looked at her display of barn art and asked her how much she had sold at the craft fair. She flustered and said that it had been slow, I told her what a shame. I'd sold over 500 dollars at one SF convention. THAT was a slow weekend. She suddenly got busy straightening pictures.

Ya can't please everyone so ya got to please yourself.....

Man, I'm on a golden oldy kick tonight.
 

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