White O'Morn Cottage

Lakeside Break...Gone Fishin'

We finally got to spend some time up at the cottage last weekend. The weather was glorious which is unusual so we brought Mam with us to give her a little break away from the city. Here she is relaxing by Garadice lake, it was so peaceful. We will bring our fishing gear next time.

More lake pics

 

 I got a present of some money and spent it all on craft books. I will have to live to be one hundred to make all the lovely things in them. Below is a "Green" one with some great ideas for recycling stuff.

Below is the satin flower I made from the lining of a gift box. A Before & After picture of it.
before.......and after

And a long dress for me made from a duvet cover!

close up of the yoyos, I used old buttons and a broken necklace to decorate them

And I made one for a baby too.

and another one

 

Next one was taken in Carrick-on-Shannon. It shows Angie in front of the smallest church in Ireland. Angie is saying "Do I look big in front of this?"

and here she is attempting a breaking and entering of an old abandoned schoolhouse near Ballinamore
Angie found these fabulous 30's or forties knitting patterns for me in her MIL's house. I love the hairstyles....

...and look at these male models. Both are SMOKING! Would not happen today.

Angie and Ed threw a barbie on the deck of the Old Schoolhouse and we ate ourselves silly. Look at all that food!

It must have smelled really good as we heard a loud rustling noise and a horse and two donkeys invaded the garden. They just burst through the hedge in the background of the picture.
 

 

  

The cottage garden was very overgrown and neglected so I am putting up this old pic of it to remind me what it will be like when I put a few hours of elbow grease into it.

This is one side of it today mid way through my tidy up. Oh how I love to potter in the garden on a sunny day!

I never tire of looking at and taking pictures of the view from the cottage. It looks so wonderful with the gorse in full bloom.....

With that I'll say goodbye for now. Have a lovely weekend! Pam

 

Oh Happy Day!

At last it has arrived...Paul had his last treatment last Tues and his last tracer scan today. He is finished his cancer treatment. It often felt like this day would never come. It was delayed by ten days due to his radioactive iodine treatment was coming from Holland and could not be flown in due to the volcano and all flights in Europe were grounded.

He looks the worse for the wear, bloated and puffed eyes but that will settle

 But that's all behind us now and we can get on with our lives. Thank you all so much who left messages of support over the last year and to all those who gave practical help...you know who you are. THANK YOU!

Red Hatted Bloggers Report.

Well we managed to have a real blast in the Old Schoolhouse, Leitrim when Kimme came to visit. As you can see we all donned our red hats and kicked up our heels for the evening. We talked, laughed and cried ....a good ol' girly night!
From left to right is Kimme Irish Cottage Dreams, Pam White O'Morn Cottage, Angie the Old Schoolhouse, and Katie Mon Petit Chatau, (Zinda took the pic)

After "meeting" Kimme two years ago in Blogland we finally got to meet her and she is even sweeter than we guessed. Welcome back anytime girl! (She is a red hatter in training..being the youngest - but is showing much promise)

And wouldn't you know? She got stranded here for a week due to the aformentioned volcano. She was well looked after by Lizbiz, a blogger in Ballinamore. Strangely enough she was not heard complaining about it. She did miss her lovely husband and daughter though.

The Knitting and Stitching Show

The following day Zinda drove us to Belfast for the Knitting and Stitching Show and boy were we crafters in our element! We all got gorgeous stuff for our stashes. More of that to come.

Next we are planning a thrifting trawl in Belfast as we found out it has ...wait for it....48 charity shops! It will be a two or three dayer visit.

Crafting Bits and Bobs

I have been kept busy making goodies from the stash I bought at the Sttitching Show.and here they are...A little preemie hat. I have this listed as a PIF giveaway on Etsy.com

 

And now here is a baby bib made from some Kath Kidston fabric. I trimmed it with satin bias binding and made a yoyo for it.

 

 

and some cute little newborn felt shoes. I so love making these little beauties.
 
 

On that note ...I got the May editiion of Sew Hip and must say it really is a great magazine. I found at least four items I can easily make from it. Here is the first of them. .....yup, a pair of baby shoes!

 

 

and here is the finished pair I made.

 

and a close up

 

They were easy to do and I am going to make some more with the gorgeous fat quarters I got at the show. The white is felt and the pink is from the stitching show haul.

First Garment I Ever Made!

A while ago Eibhlin Ni Sheambrai gave me some fabric and sewing supplies, I finally got abound to making something from them and here it is Eibhlin. I promised a before and after.
It is the first garment I have ever made and am so pleased with it.
Now all I need is a grandchild to wear it!

  

Well, flushed with success I then went on to have a go at my first Pillowcase dress. 

here is a before and after of that one. It was SO easy!

 
  

Also this week I treated myself to a steam press. You know the ones you lay out the item and pull down the top and it steams it just like in a professional cleaners. It has made ironing a pleasue and it gets done in a fraction of the time.  Look at what a great job it makes of these vintage napkins.

 

 

So, that's my update for now. I hope you all have a fabulous May Day!

 

Fairytale Winter Wedding in Wicklow

Just back from Wicklow where we attended our nephew, Luke's wedding to his fiance, Aimee. Now to say it was cold would be underestimating it. It was the coldest spell in forty years!

The view from the Woodenbridge Hotel. Brrrrrrrrrr! Aspen in Ireland.

The Woodenbridge Hotel nestled in the Wicklow mountains. Opened in 1924 and full of vintage charm.

 

These are the icicles in the ditch outside the hotel.

Yes, I know, snow does not impress ye' who live with lots of it but we do not usually get snow of any kind....Well the country almost came to a halt and some people are virtually stranded in their homes. The secondary roads are treacherous so there was lots of worry about people getting down to county Wicklow for the wedding.

Paul and I were bringing Nana, so we headed out the day before and stayed in a lovely hotel, The Woodenbridge Hotel in Avoca. 

Well somehow - most people made it and a great day was had by all. Here are the lovely couple.....

Elegance in motion...Aimee glides up the aisle as her dad beams proudly.....and scattered on the floor are pink rose petals.

Second from left is my nephew, Sam and third from left Danny his brother.

There is no doubt that we have beautiful brides here......

 

 

The VERY happy couple! Luke is wearing Willa's tie.

Below - in pink is the flowergirl, Aimee's sister and Luke holds the Ring Fairy! yes, this little one brought up the rings on her wand at the church.

Oh - and I don't have any pics yet but the church was amazingly decorated with ivy, baby's breath and hundreds of candles by my niece, celebrated Irish designer, Sally Sweetman, Luke's sister. Quite beautiful. I'll get some pics of it later. Very talented designer and decorator our Sally!

The beautiful wedding cake was decorated with handmade sugar roses and their initials by the bridesmaid. Just look at the fine details of this wonderful confection.
 

  

I love the cute little bird. This was the design on the invitations and the bridesmaid copied it for the cake. How talented are our bridesmaids! More of little birds later.

Here she is next to Aimee. The bridesmaids wore pewter coloured draping dresses made by a friend of the bride. How talented...etc.

GORGEOUS YOUNG IRISH MEN AVAILABLE (contact me for ph. no's  ---(at a price ;-))

We sure have handsome young men here in Ireland. Some of these are single and up for grabs!
 Come on over and grab yourself a bachelor! No, not the one in the middle - he is spoken for.

More handsome men....The groomsmen with auntie Angie, Daniel left and Sam on right. Brothers of the groom

Talking about handsome men ...here is Paul looking very dapper in his grey suit and, and, and...yes, his DrWho Scarf!

which is long enough for three it seems. Left is Angie and right is my sister and mother of the groom, Catherine.

Here is Paul again proving what I have always said...The sun shines out of ...... his shoulder?!

Pic also shows left to right. Ed, Angie's husband, Sam, brother of groom and Martin, father of groom.

Sistahs are doin' it for each other.

"Can you see to put in my earring?"  "No, I haven't got my glasses but I'll try"

"Oh wait a minute, she is going to foc-us...POSE!

 Mother of the groom with her sister (and mine) Angie.

(Hey girls - I can Photoshop yis for a price!) (oh, and you left your cup of vodka on the windowsill behind yis' :-)

...and as Nana puts her best foot forward in the ice and snow...Angie pretends to be carrying her walking stick but I know she is using it to keep her feet under her. And will ye' look at Dr Who? Helping Nana (by holding on to her zimmer frame) yeah, right.

 Along the journey I snapped some nice photos for you ...this is a fairytale type gatelodge house in Avoca.

and in Redcross village is this original 1920's shopfront.

As we were driving along I took this picture of the sunset declaring " Oh what a beautifully coloured sunset". ...to which Paul said dryly "You are taking that picture through a tinted window" Smirk, smirk.

Serves  me right for accusing him of scuttin' (hitching a lift) on an old lady's zimmerframe. LOL

 

 

Now for a strange tale.....As I told you we brought my mother, Nana, down a day early to the hotel. That evening we had a nice meal and were toasting our toes at a blazing fire and saying how Willa would be sorely missed at the wedding. At that we pulled up a spare seat for him and invited him to join us in spirit for a nightcap. We put his tie on the seat as you can see in the photo and chatted with him as if he was there.

 

Mam was saying how strange things had happened in her house that convinced her that he was around her at all times.

Now, I am the world's biggest sceptic ("Ooooh, I'm an athiest - thank God!") bieng my fav. quote) ...but jokingly l said to Willa " If you are at the wedding will ye' give us a sign?"

The next day as we waited at the same fire to go to the marquee for the meal Paul said "Will you just look at that! A robin"

And so there was... he hopped around the furniture as I tried to snap a photo.

 

 

Here is the last shot I got of him. I love this photo.
 

He seemed to disappear but we were told that he was now in the bar. Yeah, that was Willa all right. I wonder if he sneaked a sip of anyone's Guinness. I just had time to snap this picture before we had to leave for the meal. It shows the little robin singing in the bar.

Well, I hope you enjoyed your mini trip to county Wicklow. I sure did. See you soon...Pam



 

 

 

 

 

Keeping Busy in Amsterdam

Well after the awful loss of my little dog, Pretty, I had to find a way to keep myself busy and not be moping about. It was a bit fortunate that we were booked to go to visit our son, Jamie, in Amsterdam two days later. It did keep us occupied. Here are some of the photos I took on our trip.

This is Jamie with his lovely English girlfriend, Toni...a happy couple.

Below: Paul found a doggy friend to cuddle. This is Molly who belongs to the lovely Shalina (Jamie's boss) Shalina would not be photo'd but Molly did! Thanks so much Shalina for all your hospitality and help during our trip (and keeping an eye on my baby for me)

 

Smokey's Coffeeshop

Next is a photo of Jamie and Paul taken in one of those coffeeshops that sell dope and such and it's legal. I was gobsmacked! We had to see it for ourselves of course.

Then - much to Jay's embarrassment we insisted on doing a tour of the Red Light District. It was the fasted tour ever. I think we saw one lane of it. Jamie almost ran us through it. Also gobsmacking! I think Paul went crossyeyd!

 It was a bit sad seeing all those beautiful young women on display like shop mannaquins. I was too uncomfortable to take photos of them and anyway it is not allowed - not the done thing - and their minders are known to grab a camera and delete pictures.  The red lights you can see in the lane on left of picture each has a window with a woman for sale in it. Very strange thing to see.

Despite these things I have to say that Amsterdam felt like a very safe city to be out and about in on a weekend night. Full of buzz and good humour  and no sense of menace and danger that I feel in most big cities. Jamie says he has not seen one fistfight in the nine months he has been there.   The police are very polite but have a zero tolerance approach to troublemakers and will come down hard on any unruly behaviour (also they don't have to spend any time  dealing with dope dealers or prostitutes as most forces do)

 

Strange Buildings in Amsterdam...

Below is the hotel where Jamie works. It is the Liberty Hotel and is the building on the left with the green canopy. Next to it is the narrowest house in the world. Yes, the black door is the building - it is a door wide! The redbrick building is the building next door to it. A young couple live in it. Obviously NOT  claustraphobics!

 

 

...and Feeling Seasick on Land!

Now for more amazing buildings. I thought it was my eyes at first but no, a lot of the buildings are tilting at odd angles. Look at this hotel (on the right with the blue hotel sign)..would you like to stay in this?

 

Of course some of them tilt FORWARD which is also very alarming.

 

It seems they are built on sand and that's why they shift. I have not heard of any of them falling so I guess that's ok but it sure feels strange to see it. Jay says the builders never heard of  spirit levels!
 

I did go to a flea market but it was late in the day and most of the good stuff was gone but I did manage to find two lovely old tins and an old candle snuffer. Will post pics next time.

Since I came home I have set up my ETSY Shop (again keeping my mind busy) Click on the  link or the on the top of my sidebar on the right if you fancy a browse. Bye for now!

 

 

For Better or For Worse ...The Better Days and the Worst Days

This is not all a cheerful happy post so if you can't deal with it leave now.... if you can, or are so nosy you can't resist..... scroll down

 

 

Hi, glad you came down this far....are you  ready to join me in a good ol' snivel? Yes?

Scroll on down so.

No? then you had better not.

Still scrolling?


You've been warned!

.....scroll on down so.

 

 

This is a photo of my mam and dad on their wedding day taken in No. 72 Glentow Rd, Whitehall, Dublin 1952. (Her family home) 

I have just noticed that they have willow patten crockery on their table! I have it in my cottage. Gotta love willow pattern. I do -  and always have.

Anyway, this shows them on their wedding day in 1952, the photo shows that they had a wedding breakfast of  ..and I know ,'cos I asked her, sausages,black pudding and rashers and sliced bread. You can see them right in front of them as they are cutting the cake.

I love this photo. Here is a close up of their hands as they cut the cake and started on the journey that is  marriage.

 

the photo above is the "For Better" and the photo below is  "...or for worse"

Only scroll down if you can deal with it.

 

 

Here is a photo taken the day my lovely Da died.

 23rd Dec. 2008.

Yes, last Christmas.

So reminiscent of the photo above....

 

this photo was displayed on his coffin at his funeral the day after Christmas.

In Feb. of this year, while I was still grieving for me Da, my husband, and rock, was diagnosed with cancer of the thyroid.

He has just come through the treatment for his cancer. We are still a bit raw and reeling from it. His prognosis is good and we are so happy with that.

Here is a photo taken of us on our wedding day in 1979 in Raheny Church, Dublin. This is our "For Better" photo.

 

scroll down only if you can handle our "for worse" photo.....

 

 

 
 

 

 

Yes, I put it way down so you had to want to see it. 

Bear in mind he is over all of this and has a really good prognosis....

Scroll down if you want to share our  

".....for worse ......in sickness and in health"

Sure you want to see this?

Scroll down so.

 

Taken after the second of his three operations,

But it all has a happy ending, at least for us...'cos here we are on the day he was released from hospital.

No need for scrolling as this is a nice happy photo. 

 

'Nuff said.
 
 

 

I love the sound of SZZZZZZZZZZnoring.

Am I the only person in this world who LIKES the sound of snoring?

I am a chronic sufferer of insomnia. Wish I COULD snore a lot more.

The rest of my family sleep soundly and prove it by SNORING  loudly.

The hubby does it,

 ....the sons do it.

..... (they are SO  going to kill me for taking these pics but will have to actually READ my blog to find out Ha!)

 Even the shaggin' dogs do it!

 (The cat purrs...= feline version of snoring. Leave it to cats to be awkward)

But I love it all.

Yep,

I love it. The sound of snoring. I love it.

My darling husband snores in my ear.

AHHH, how jealous I am. His head hits the pillow ....like a finger hits a light switch, ...and off he goes (bad cess to 'im).....off to the Land of Nod.

I love the sound of him snoring away happily until.....he stops!...yeah, he stops both snoring and/or breathing! He has episodes of sleep apnea....

Wha's that? I hear you say...

Well, it is when people temporarily suspend snoring  and/or breathing for AGES  ....and give free heart attacks to the insomniacs in the bed beside them!

Then - just as you are about to give them the KISS of LIFE they take in a Big One and settle down again.

Is it any wonder I can't sleep?

Brings to mind the song: "Every breath you take - every move you make"...etc.

But I can sit downstairs wiith a cup of hot milk listening to them all snoring away in harmony and think to myself..."They are all home safe...at peace....sleeping like babies...All's well in my world"

A Message from HIMSELF! (The Quiet Man)

 

Above: Me and Pam this evening toasting the end of a long hard road with a glass of pink champagne. (Not the ALL CLEAR ...but the All Clear for a Year - and we'll take that)

Hi - Paul here.

To all of you readers and commenters of my wife, Pam's blog.

 Thanks from the bottom of my heart for all the love and support you gave us these last few months.

Any of you who've gone on this dark and dangerous journey will know what I mean. To have people think of you at this time and give you a little lift just when you need it means more than you can know. Thank you.

I was asked recently... if my way of thinking has changed any since all this happened? Well I wouldn't know where to begin as to how thinking and priorities change, but one thing I will say is .... I don't think I can ever think of weather the same way again. The feel of rain on my face or wind in my hair, (let's face it - this is Ireland and we get a lot of rain and wind) I can smile to myself and think, what a beautiful day. Every day is a beautiful day.

 Thinking of all of you and yours who are still on the journey. We light a candle every night for you and you are never out of our thoughts. You know who you are.

Grá mor go leir agus go raibh míle maith agaibh ....as mo chroí...Pól O' Fhlíonn.

= (Lots of love to you all and  a thousand thanks...from my heart...Paul Flynn)

 

Pam here .... (NOT  The Quiet Woman)....The wind in your hair???? Wha'  feckin' hair???!!! LOL!) Love yer' guts Flynner.

PS...regarding Irish weather...local lore has it that " If you can see Howth Head then it is going to rain. If you can't see Howth Head it's because it is raining!

 

 

Look what the stork dropped in.....in 1977

I was clearing ou a drawer and came across this gorgeous picture of my niece Margaret Flynn. She is now a mother herself and this was taken in the Rotunda Hospital in Dublin city centre, the day she was born in 1977. A beautiful baby. Gorgeous. My very first niece, so cute in her oversized hand knitted cardigan.

 

  

All her details recorded in this precious, now vintage folder.

 

What a lovely keepsake....

...I had my own babies in the same hospital some years later and I remember the photographer used to go around the wards and take these pics and mount them in these folder/frames for us proud new parents...how cute. What precious memories....

 

Whooop! Whoooop! Whooop! RED ALERT....RED ALERT ...RED ALERT...!!!!!!!!

.................Aaaaaahh no..... - WAIT A COTTON PICKIN' MINUTE! No..Hold on.....

Back up there! Rewind.....NO -no no....

......I'm sorry, .......take another look at that baby the stork is delivering.

.....No, I wont have it. Not good enough.

Surely the stork can do better than this after nine months of waiting and  nineteen hours of pain and panting.

 Not a chance.....Don't fob me off with one that looks like Buddha....Ah sufferin' heart!.....I want a refund! ....

..and while I'm at it the stork himself doesn't look too healthy (has probably been flying around for years trying every hospital in Dublin lookin' for a taker)

Did someone actually go to art school to learn to draw like this???? Did his/her parents put him/her through college? They deserve a refund!

NO, no no, I'm sorry, but the last time I saw arms and legs like that I had just bought a pound of sausages  - not delivered a baby.  'Nuff said.

The Perfect Evening.....with precious loved ones

 

Well, who would have thought that the Perfect Evening would start with this?

...A cake baked baked with GREEN SPRINKLY THINGS ON TOP?  Does not compute!!!!! Not as far as this domestic goddess is concernced!

Ah sufferin' heart!...who ever heard of such a thing? Let's face it. Green and cake do not GO - unless it is St Patrick's Day. ....which is in March and this is  September! In all fairness now!...

Admit it...it looks like a cake sprinkled with oregano (or is that Oregono? ...Ah no, sure everyone knows that Oregono is a part of the USA)

...but regarding the green stuff on cake .....you are SO wrong...

'cos it is...

...in fact ...a home baked...WAIT FOR IT...

Blueberry, Rasberry and LIME sponge cake!

Yeah, ...what looks a bit like parsley/mareejooaannah is in fact: finely shredded lime rind.  DELICIOUS! .... SCRUMPsheeTIshoUS....AND verry nice too!

 Poor Marie,  - the girl who baked it. She took some slaggin' from us saying "You can't put parsley on a cake - Get with the program!"

She baked it especially for us. Thanks Marie!

Marie?

"Who's dah?" I hear you ask.

Let me introduce y'all to Herself....

Marie. My Steve's lovely girlfriend

(Ah sufferin' heart Steve...dat girl can cook...marry 'er quick!)    (No pressure now son!) Would I Mimi?  ;-)

 

Above is the said Marie..... Marie Irwin..future Mrs Flynn...MMMMmmm. I like the sound of that.

 I was going to crop this pic but I realised it showed so much of our ordinary everyday life.........such as it is........good or bad.......impressive or not.......rich or poor. 

Without meaning to I had snapped a photo of a little corner of our lives and so I share it here with you.

 So,......what does this ordinary snapshot show of our ordinary lives in this ordinary but extraordinary photo?

In the above pic you will see:

....The lovely Marie...petting our much loved yorkie, Pretty.

To left of them is one of) Paul's guitars. He is a multi talented musician/singer/songwriter who owns 5-ish guitars.

... in bottom left hand corner you will see Paul's feet wearing the hand crafted slippers I made for him...Cosy toes.

...and just below the guitar you will see our beloved doggie, Holly (highly strung, hyperactive, wired to the moon Yorkie (ha!- you thought that was meself!).........(I wish I had her energy....  but stress is the only energy I have left!)

And there's more to show ye'

A snapshot of me/him/and yer man...ye' know...what's 'is name?...the one with the tattoos.

 

I LOVE ME DA!

 Paul, my soulmate, and my much loved middle son, Steve.

Steve is the only of our three sons who followed Paul into the world of music. Paul is a very talented singer/songwriter, as is Steve.  Paul is presently banned from using his singing voice for a year-(ish) due to his recent skirimish with throat cancer (thyroid) from which he is making a remarkable recovery.

MMMmmm ...it does not stop him from moaning at me in his sexy gravelly Tom Waits type tones! Moan all ye' want Flynner, I can take it.

Anyway...Steve and Marie called over tonight with the scrumptous freshly baked cake. We had a lovely evening talking about old times and simply chillin'

Lovely evening. Couldn't be better. Thanks guys.

Poor Steve is showing signs of his recent biking accident...he has road rash on right cheek and a black eye. Still as handsome as hell in my eyes though! Below: Big hug with Paul and Marie.

 

...and a bug hig with me!

 

Now, a cute pic of Pretty suckin' up to Marie...

 

Awwwwwhhhh!!!! Does God make dogs any cuter than this?

Ooooh, something just struck me...God spelt backwards is Dog

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........(and apparently - evil spelt backwards is live...as my son, Chris, just pointed out)...

Ah, feck off sirhC...this is MY Glob

Now that brings to mind a little exercise I use with my literacy students...this tends to  flummox them.

I love the English language and playing with words - indeed I have made a living playing with words for years. 

 So here is a little spelling exercise that I believe I am the ONLY  person in the whole world to have discovered! (Do I get copyright?...Ah feck, who cares!) feck is not a swear word by the way....not unless you misspell it  ;-)

This might do your head in, so be warned!...

Last time I did this, one student said in a lovely flat Dublin accent...(think of Colin Farrell here)..."Ah, Pammie, yur' doin' me feckin' buzz in!" 

(Just doin' me job son)

Well, what can I say? If I am doin' yer' buzz in ...well, so be it.

I'm not very religious at all but I am spiritual. Like or lump it. That's me.

Here we go....

God/Devil/ - Good/Evil

Take the work GOD...add the letter O and you have the word ...GOOD

Now...take the word DEVIL..Delete the letter D

...and you have the word...EVIL

Still not flummoxed?

Well, then... just put the two new letters together and you have the letters...D and O...= Do...

Do Good or Do Evil..... Suit yer'self.

Iz yer' buzz dun inn r do ah hav too carrie awn?

 

The Eagle Has Landed......

....back in the nest...and the frog is out of a job!

Paul has been let out of hospital for the weekend and as you can see he got a great welcome from the "Girls"

 

He has to go back on Tuesday next (Monday is a bank holiday) and if his calcium levels are stable he can stay out. We are going out to a local restaurant tonight to celebrate. Wheeee!!!!

UPDATE: Just back from pub/restaurant and got the waitress to take this happy snap.

 

Is it just me ....or does anyone else see a passing resemblance between Colleen's (Main Street Memories) Mr B and my Mr P? (apart from the fact that they are both recovering from an operation)

 

Mr B is above and Mr P is below

  

Grey is the new blonde

Took a few more to showcase my "new" grey hair...whatcha tink?

There is still quite a lot of blonde left after they stripped the dark colour and it left a residue of strawberry blonde. Soon though - I will be a silver fox ...of course, I might change my mind and go PINK!

 

 

Freddie the Teddy

Happiness is....puppy kisses! I am minding Freddie from next door for the weekend and as you can see we have got off  to a great start!

Bye for now from Bald Eagle, the Silver Fox and Freddie Teddy!