<?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-58133012720094437</id><updated>2012-01-17T07:31:33.526-08:00</updated><category term='My latest project'/><title type='text'>Knitting Paths of Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>484</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-4183195899472033826</id><published>2012-01-04T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T07:51:28.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIFTS I RECEIVED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bj994vExk8w/TwRzcadojqI/AAAAAAAAD7I/dTwq47-YJQY/s1600/gifts%2B2011%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693802760880295586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bj994vExk8w/TwRzcadojqI/AAAAAAAAD7I/dTwq47-YJQY/s400/gifts%2B2011%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tSDP6wbZZIQ/TwRzUTiNpXI/AAAAAAAAD68/Gf9_JlvDTR8/s1600/gifts%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My gift from George for Christmas this year, was a trip to Holland.  It was a great gift and we had a really good time.  While there, Heidi gave me gifts to bring home for Christmas.  She gave me this nutcracker from Germany from her collection.  The cute little snowlady and two sheep.  Everyone knows I love sheep and especially the wonderful wool they give me for knitting.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693802621581501810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tSDP6wbZZIQ/TwRzUTiNpXI/AAAAAAAAD68/Gf9_JlvDTR8/s400/gifts%2B2011%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The snowman ornament is also from Heidi and Jos.  The Sinterklaus is a gift from a friend here in the states.  He knows my connection to Holland and thought I would like this Sint from his collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tg5cSDjH2yY/TwRzMFFnZ7I/AAAAAAAAD6w/ppFRspylSl0/s1600/gifts%2B2011%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693802480264505266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tg5cSDjH2yY/TwRzMFFnZ7I/AAAAAAAAD6w/ppFRspylSl0/s400/gifts%2B2011%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Sint is from the Danbury mint and so well done.  The faces on everything are perfect.  The wooden shoes even have carrots for Sints white horse.  I will treasure this nice gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SygbGeACxWY/TwRzC0ldFOI/AAAAAAAAD6k/pv0CuQX1h6M/s1600/gifts%2B2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693802321215821026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SygbGeACxWY/TwRzC0ldFOI/AAAAAAAAD6k/pv0CuQX1h6M/s400/gifts%2B2011%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last year, Heidi made a heart like this and I loved it.  While we were there, she bought a heart and made one for me.  I think she thought I would put hers in my suitcase and she might be right.  Thanks you for the pretty heart now hanging in my living room, and for the wonderful stay we had at your house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/58133012720094437-4183195899472033826?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4183195899472033826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=4183195899472033826' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4183195899472033826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4183195899472033826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2012/01/gifts-i-received.html' title='GIFTS I RECEIVED'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bj994vExk8w/TwRzcadojqI/AAAAAAAAD7I/dTwq47-YJQY/s72-c/gifts%2B2011%2B004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-8655895049658672084</id><published>2011-12-31T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T16:34:19.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0QFWXk8mDc/Tv-psL4u-FI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/U5rsFcRVKgo/s1600/happy%2Bnew%2Byear%2B2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0QFWXk8mDc/Tv-psL4u-FI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/U5rsFcRVKgo/s400/happy%2Bnew%2Byear%2B2012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692455030589683794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish a very happy and prosperous 2012 for all of my family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-8655895049658672084?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8655895049658672084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=8655895049658672084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8655895049658672084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8655895049658672084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0QFWXk8mDc/Tv-psL4u-FI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/U5rsFcRVKgo/s72-c/happy%2Bnew%2Byear%2B2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-6104563404064854255</id><published>2011-12-26T10:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T10:16:27.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS WITH HELP FROM TWO SONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jeKr4NnkITI/Tvi4WZvZbTI/AAAAAAAAD6M/9mjSEf6Av0Y/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jeKr4NnkITI/Tvi4WZvZbTI/AAAAAAAAD6M/9mjSEf6Av0Y/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690500824188939570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One day, Eric came over and we made Pizelles.  It is very time consuming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tTtaAJq34D0/Tvi4EYhsnwI/AAAAAAAAD6A/EBPPLH8nI9M/s1600/Eric%2Bcooking%2BChristmas%2Bdinner%2Band%2Bmore%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tTtaAJq34D0/Tvi4EYhsnwI/AAAAAAAAD6A/EBPPLH8nI9M/s400/Eric%2Bcooking%2BChristmas%2Bdinner%2Band%2Bmore%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690500514625396482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On another day, it was Bill's turn.  These are his favorite cookies and he wants icing so it is his job to do them.  Eric helped with sprinkles then too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1wI1mVt3R0/Tvi3CUgzahI/AAAAAAAAD50/2WR31dFBhHA/s1600/Eric%2Bcooking%2BChristmas%2Bdinner%2Band%2Bmore%2B032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1wI1mVt3R0/Tvi3CUgzahI/AAAAAAAAD50/2WR31dFBhHA/s400/Eric%2Bcooking%2BChristmas%2Bdinner%2Band%2Bmore%2B032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690499379676539410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First thing in the morning on Christmas, Eric came and did dinner from beginning to end.  At this point, he decided her wanted noodles so he made (from scratch) our old fashion Pot Pie noodles.  It was a favorite of mine as a kid.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pw9YGdyGKDY/Tvi26bXOxTI/AAAAAAAAD5o/rx01RgCl7CM/s1600/Eric%2Bcooking%2BChristmas%2Bdinner%2Band%2Bmore%2B036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pw9YGdyGKDY/Tvi26bXOxTI/AAAAAAAAD5o/rx01RgCl7CM/s400/Eric%2Bcooking%2BChristmas%2Bdinner%2Band%2Bmore%2B036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690499244076483890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here he is putting them in the boiling broth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5t4mqnpicTs/Tvi2yMgmi8I/AAAAAAAAD5c/rJ5tE2p8QMw/s1600/Eric%2Bcooking%2BChristmas%2Bdinner%2Band%2Bmore%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5t4mqnpicTs/Tvi2yMgmi8I/AAAAAAAAD5c/rJ5tE2p8QMw/s400/Eric%2Bcooking%2BChristmas%2Bdinner%2Band%2Bmore%2B033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690499102650305474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is his masterpiece, stuffing and all.  It was a totally wonderful dinner, thank you Eric.  Even Heidi was with him in the kitchen.  We put the video cam on skype and she saw him working away.  Tonight we are going to eat the left overs when Bill gets home from work.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-6104563404064854255?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6104563404064854255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=6104563404064854255' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6104563404064854255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6104563404064854255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-with-help-from-two-sons.html' title='CHRISTMAS WITH HELP FROM TWO SONS'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jeKr4NnkITI/Tvi4WZvZbTI/AAAAAAAAD6M/9mjSEf6Av0Y/s72-c/Christmas%2B2011%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-2843004288342447003</id><published>2011-12-23T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T09:16:14.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE THIS IS FAWN'S SONG...FROM GRADESCHOOL.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JZidZOgRUZg?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-2843004288342447003?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2843004288342447003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=2843004288342447003' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2843004288342447003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2843004288342447003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/12/rare-78-rpm-little-toy-village-ernie.html' title='..MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE THIS IS FAWN&apos;S SONG...FROM GRADESCHOOL.........'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JZidZOgRUZg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-1632551336336300018</id><published>2011-11-23T05:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T05:55:06.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY THANKSGIVING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/sAIbwodgoU8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sAIbwodgoU8&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;source=uds"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sAIbwodgoU8&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks Eric for finding this.&lt;br /&gt; Have a great Thanksgiving everyone  REMEMBER OUR TROOPS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-1632551336336300018?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1632551336336300018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=1632551336336300018' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/1632551336336300018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/1632551336336300018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='HAPPY THANKSGIVING'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-3712835958951795842</id><published>2011-09-18T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T07:25:30.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MANDATORY TREE TRIMMING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--vP4qezV-H4/TnX9gxtc0TI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/pOoAifmxi7o/s1600/tree+cutters+and+brace+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--vP4qezV-H4/TnX9gxtc0TI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/pOoAifmxi7o/s320/tree+cutters+and+brace+007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our neighborhood had tree trimming by the township.&amp;nbsp; This is our neighbors tree after the trimming.&lt;br /&gt;I was a little paniced thinking this is what they were going to do to our tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kr5P_HSrHwA/TnX9qwfD96I/AAAAAAAAD4U/RK0T6a5A0hE/s1600/tree+cutters+and+brace+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kr5P_HSrHwA/TnX9qwfD96I/AAAAAAAAD4U/RK0T6a5A0hE/s320/tree+cutters+and+brace+006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is after our tree was trimmed, and as you can see, not bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bufukvptbpA/TnX9v0N6QTI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/aaXoLY48IrU/s1600/tree+cutters+and+brace+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bufukvptbpA/TnX9v0N6QTI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/aaXoLY48IrU/s320/tree+cutters+and+brace+005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The trees had to be taken out of the wires.&amp;nbsp; Ours was far enough that they said they didn't have to cut as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--c7hWYKQDWw/TnX94Owq4CI/AAAAAAAAD4c/m6VsgtThLA8/s1600/tree+cutters+and+brace+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--c7hWYKQDWw/TnX94Owq4CI/AAAAAAAAD4c/m6VsgtThLA8/s320/tree+cutters+and+brace+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was a before, and you can see it is not so much different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-59FWs9dF3N8/TnX98S3IHUI/AAAAAAAAD4g/Nw4bPbac2Gg/s1600/tree+cutters+and+brace+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-59FWs9dF3N8/TnX98S3IHUI/AAAAAAAAD4g/Nw4bPbac2Gg/s320/tree+cutters+and+brace+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here they are, getting started.&amp;nbsp; They cleaned it all up too.&amp;nbsp; We fared very well.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Heidi for changing my blog so now it works.&amp;nbsp; I could not get pictures to&lt;br /&gt;load at all.&amp;nbsp; Now though, I have to think different.&amp;nbsp; The pictures go on in different order.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-3712835958951795842?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3712835958951795842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=3712835958951795842' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3712835958951795842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3712835958951795842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/09/mandatory-tree-trimming.html' title='MANDATORY TREE TRIMMING'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--vP4qezV-H4/TnX9gxtc0TI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/pOoAifmxi7o/s72-c/tree+cutters+and+brace+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-3054722400803670457</id><published>2011-09-11T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T07:12:39.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER FORGET</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HV9Y_FQM8pI/TmzBsp_L_DI/AAAAAAAAD4M/B0lGjLo1DOU/s1600/9-11-september-11-2001-photo-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HV9Y_FQM8pI/TmzBsp_L_DI/AAAAAAAAD4M/B0lGjLo1DOU/s400/9-11-september-11-2001-photo-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651104605372415026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-3054722400803670457?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3054722400803670457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=3054722400803670457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3054722400803670457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3054722400803670457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/09/never-forget.html' title='NEVER FORGET'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HV9Y_FQM8pI/TmzBsp_L_DI/AAAAAAAAD4M/B0lGjLo1DOU/s72-c/9-11-september-11-2001-photo-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-9056636272907404576</id><published>2011-09-04T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T06:38:01.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xD3Kc0Ne2oM/TmN-9SDVb-I/AAAAAAAAD38/af5--0BHfTU/s1600/DSC02173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xD3Kc0Ne2oM/TmN-9SDVb-I/AAAAAAAAD38/af5--0BHfTU/s400/DSC02173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648497948935679970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Dutch Son-in law has a birthday today.  I hope you have a great day and I hope Heidi baked you a cake.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-9056636272907404576?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9056636272907404576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=9056636272907404576' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/9056636272907404576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/9056636272907404576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-to-jos.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JOS'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xD3Kc0Ne2oM/TmN-9SDVb-I/AAAAAAAAD38/af5--0BHfTU/s72-c/DSC02173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-2676611660654293826</id><published>2011-08-21T07:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T08:18:33.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HUNG UP ON THE LIBRARY NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CCUPX-T3SFM/TlEgXwW0tpI/AAAAAAAAD3U/gt4sEZY7MCc/s1600/library%2Bbooks%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CCUPX-T3SFM/TlEgXwW0tpI/AAAAAAAAD3U/gt4sEZY7MCc/s400/library%2Bbooks%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643327400561653394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After thinking I had sprained my ankle, I had to keep it elevated and ice on it.  So, I was reading books a mile a minute.  George said, why don't you go to the library since shopping is too hard and you can save money.  Well, now this is the fourth&lt;br /&gt;trip to the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J8oDXvXqC5E/TlEfVVi2DXI/AAAAAAAAD3M/pVATJWAuq70/s1600/library%2Bbooks%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J8oDXvXqC5E/TlEfVVi2DXI/AAAAAAAAD3M/pVATJWAuq70/s400/library%2Bbooks%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643326259492949362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With a now broken ankle and in a cast, my movement is limited before I wear out.  on the last trip, I asked for 14 books to be ordered for me.  I got an email saying one came in.  George took my return books in and was picking up the one book.  Well, he came out with all of these books that had come in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ss7j49tOOdc/TlEeSyCnDRI/AAAAAAAAD3E/KPe2-bhNXO0/s1600/library%2Bbooks%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ss7j49tOOdc/TlEeSyCnDRI/AAAAAAAAD3E/KPe2-bhNXO0/s400/library%2Bbooks%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643325116091141394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I normally take a tote in but sent him in just with the books.  He came out with this nice tote.  Thank you library, I really like the tote.  I just finished the one book with the gnomes on the front, a suggestion from Heidi.  First time for this author.  It was very good.  I am starting on the second book now, by Earlene Fowler.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-2676611660654293826?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2676611660654293826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=2676611660654293826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2676611660654293826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2676611660654293826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/08/hung-up-on-library-now.html' title='HUNG UP ON THE LIBRARY NOW'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CCUPX-T3SFM/TlEgXwW0tpI/AAAAAAAAD3U/gt4sEZY7MCc/s72-c/library%2Bbooks%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-350579997454668082</id><published>2011-08-13T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T07:41:21.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHARLIE IS OUT OF RETIREMENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yerf1lXvILE/TkcjC32jfnI/AAAAAAAAD28/iQ2C0Nv_ZEU/s1600/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yerf1lXvILE/TkcjC32jfnI/AAAAAAAAD28/iQ2C0Nv_ZEU/s400/scan0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640515590564314738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is my Mom, she was a tiny little lady and believe me, everyone loved her very much.  She has been gone for many years.  Okay Heidi, here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TUNkXpVZuhY/TkciDu0cppI/AAAAAAAAD20/8vOleO87JFM/s1600/Miff%2Band%2BCharlie%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TUNkXpVZuhY/TkciDu0cppI/AAAAAAAAD20/8vOleO87JFM/s400/Miff%2Band%2BCharlie%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640514505807799954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Since I broke my ankle in July, I had to have a cast and a walker.  Well, the cast has to stay on for three more weeks.  I told Heidi I was now using a cane.  She knew I had Charlie, my Mom's cane.  The name is still on it under the handle.&lt;br /&gt;Bill went to my attic tonight and recovered it.  He had to use steel wool to clean it up, but here it is, out of retirement.  My Mom is smiling down on me now since I&lt;br /&gt;have her Charlie back in use.  It is even the right height since I have lost inches.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mom, I will take good care of Charlie for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Both my Granddaughters called her Miff, they couldn't say Gramma Smith at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I added that after seeing that Mandie wrote Miff.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-350579997454668082?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/350579997454668082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=350579997454668082' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/350579997454668082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/350579997454668082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/08/charlie-is-out-of-retirement.html' title='CHARLIE IS OUT OF RETIREMENT'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yerf1lXvILE/TkcjC32jfnI/AAAAAAAAD28/iQ2C0Nv_ZEU/s72-c/scan0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-6717565395689623347</id><published>2011-08-01T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T09:10:05.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO YEARS NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xh6JxzygMAU/TjbO1EcPiQI/AAAAAAAAD2s/2lQl_wptRSs/s1600/knock-out.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 399px; height: 337px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xh6JxzygMAU/TjbO1EcPiQI/AAAAAAAAD2s/2lQl_wptRSs/s400/knock-out.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635919394821343490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First, thanks Heidi for the border.  You always manage to find what I want.  I just got my letter saying I am two years cancer free.  Hopefully soon, they will find a cure so no one else in my family has to have breast cancer, or any of my friends either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, I fell on July 20th and thought I sprained my ankle, well, no, I broke my ankle.  I walked around on it for 8 days then finally had it checked.  I am now in a red and white cast and looked like a candy cane, until they added a blue shoe.  Now I am the flag.  Leave to me to wait all these years to break a bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-6717565395689623347?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6717565395689623347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=6717565395689623347' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6717565395689623347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6717565395689623347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/08/two-years-now.html' title='TWO YEARS NOW'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xh6JxzygMAU/TjbO1EcPiQI/AAAAAAAAD2s/2lQl_wptRSs/s72-c/knock-out.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-7338613757518842572</id><published>2011-07-16T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T13:42:11.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biker Baby: Born to be Wild!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Aku1XE5wHMY?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-7338613757518842572?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7338613757518842572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=7338613757518842572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7338613757518842572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7338613757518842572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/07/biker-baby-born-to-be-wild.html' title='Biker Baby: Born to be Wild!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Aku1XE5wHMY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-1390422052315908766</id><published>2011-06-24T07:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T07:43:13.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY NEW GREAT GRANDDAUGHTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Tf0anBQx40/TgSh7CB6HsI/AAAAAAAAD1c/oZwcuhpflt4/s1600/Abigail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Tf0anBQx40/TgSh7CB6HsI/AAAAAAAAD1c/oZwcuhpflt4/s400/Abigail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621796270394449602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meet Abigail Lynn, born June 23rd weighing 9 pounds 3 ozs.  She is 22 inches long.  She is a beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kOrsMlvkiyI/TgSh0OlGffI/AAAAAAAAD1U/57kwhl3F9Pk/s1600/Handing%2BAbby%2Bto%2BZoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kOrsMlvkiyI/TgSh0OlGffI/AAAAAAAAD1U/57kwhl3F9Pk/s400/Handing%2BAbby%2Bto%2BZoe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621796153504202226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the proud Mom and Dad handing the baby to big sister, Zoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IHWqNmbp0Yk/TgShkYfim6I/AAAAAAAAD1M/hhhnp0atSQY/s1600/zoe%2Band%2Babby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IHWqNmbp0Yk/TgShkYfim6I/AAAAAAAAD1M/hhhnp0atSQY/s400/zoe%2Band%2Babby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621795881287326626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her she is, proudly holding her new sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-1390422052315908766?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1390422052315908766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=1390422052315908766' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/1390422052315908766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/1390422052315908766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-new-great-granddaughter.html' title='MY NEW GREAT GRANDDAUGHTER'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Tf0anBQx40/TgSh7CB6HsI/AAAAAAAAD1c/oZwcuhpflt4/s72-c/Abigail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-2303851836161112897</id><published>2011-06-20T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T09:10:57.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPSIDE DOWN GARDEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6AdgzfVis4/Tf9wLsd0WTI/AAAAAAAAD1E/5Dxox26ClKQ/s1600/dollhouse%2Bgarden%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6AdgzfVis4/Tf9wLsd0WTI/AAAAAAAAD1E/5Dxox26ClKQ/s400/dollhouse%2Bgarden%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620334206198765874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For George's birthday, he got this upside down garden from Becky and Eric.  We planted two tomato and two pepper plants in it.  They are doing great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xlHBVA2oEiw/Tf9vqlEYc3I/AAAAAAAAD00/Ilds7cP0Y7U/s1600/dollhouse%2Bgarden%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xlHBVA2oEiw/Tf9vqlEYc3I/AAAAAAAAD00/Ilds7cP0Y7U/s400/dollhouse%2Bgarden%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620333637277348722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One day, talking to Heidi she gave me the idea to make a little scene on the top of it.  I had dollhouse furniture I never used, and some gnomes in my collection, so this it what it turned out to be.  I took parts of two small plants, and put them in too.  A blogger gave Heidi the idea.  I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-2303851836161112897?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2303851836161112897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=2303851836161112897' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2303851836161112897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2303851836161112897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/06/upside-down-garden.html' title='UPSIDE DOWN GARDEN'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6AdgzfVis4/Tf9wLsd0WTI/AAAAAAAAD1E/5Dxox26ClKQ/s72-c/dollhouse%2Bgarden%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-7697922853314038334</id><published>2011-06-12T06:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T06:59:38.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABOUT HEIDI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i_pAagGV9Lg/TfTBVWVAvSI/AAAAAAAAD0k/SZoibzf24Yk/s1600/Woudzoom2front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i_pAagGV9Lg/TfTBVWVAvSI/AAAAAAAAD0k/SZoibzf24Yk/s400/Woudzoom2front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617327207752973602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By now, I am sure all of you know that my daughter Heidi lives in Holland.  This is her house.  It is a beautiful home, after many headaches and much work, (she and Jos both) want it perfect , it is getting there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-exqrtSpqfd0/TfTA5mm1_mI/AAAAAAAAD0U/8jRXqiXHlGk/s1600/Heidi%2527s%2Bshoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-exqrtSpqfd0/TfTA5mm1_mI/AAAAAAAAD0U/8jRXqiXHlGk/s400/Heidi%2527s%2Bshoes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617326731086397026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She is very creative and sentimental.  These are her shoes from when she was a tiny little girl.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MmRSxXRg2H0/TfTAwCndQWI/AAAAAAAAD0M/NvJSaiK4aOU/s1600/Abby%2527s%2Bafghan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MmRSxXRg2H0/TfTAwCndQWI/AAAAAAAAD0M/NvJSaiK4aOU/s400/Abby%2527s%2Bafghan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617326566806471010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recently, she taught herself to crochet.  This is an afghan she made for the new baby, Abigail, due to arrive on June 23rd in Arizona.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CPdW_Nd3JUo/TfTAre9yTXI/AAAAAAAAD0E/cLnS-S4f9nU/s1600/Heidi%2527s%2Bheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CPdW_Nd3JUo/TfTAre9yTXI/AAAAAAAAD0E/cLnS-S4f9nU/s400/Heidi%2527s%2Bheart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617326488516971890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a heart that she recently quilted the inside of.  You can see the metal heart in the next picture that I borrowed from Saskia, dutchgirlquilting.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you Saskia, you can click on her blog from my friends list.  I love this heart and the colors she chose to do it.  I told her it is in danger of jumping into my suitcase the next time I come over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UuNOBIkU028/TfTDpZaWQ4I/AAAAAAAAD0s/HFGy8BsJV1I/s1600/quilt%2Bnight%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UuNOBIkU028/TfTDpZaWQ4I/AAAAAAAAD0s/HFGy8BsJV1I/s400/quilt%2Bnight%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617329751201301378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These pictures were posted on Saskia's blog of quilt night at Heidi's.  She has this once a month in her beautiful quilt studio in her home.  I have been there many times and this is a fun group of ladies.  You can see the heart I showed you if you enlarge the picture.  This is before it was quilted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-7697922853314038334?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7697922853314038334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=7697922853314038334' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7697922853314038334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7697922853314038334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/06/about-heidi.html' title='ABOUT HEIDI'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i_pAagGV9Lg/TfTBVWVAvSI/AAAAAAAAD0k/SZoibzf24Yk/s72-c/Woudzoom2front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-3644172901716047732</id><published>2011-06-09T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T13:46:39.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A VISIT WITH ZOE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OTRve9vLrL4/TfEwWgzUd0I/AAAAAAAADz0/zSTcNJrE9W8/s1600/Zoe%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bfair%2Bgrounds%2Band%2Bpark%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OTRve9vLrL4/TfEwWgzUd0I/AAAAAAAADz0/zSTcNJrE9W8/s400/Zoe%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bfair%2Bgrounds%2Band%2Bpark%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616323373628159810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here she is, my Zoe Princess. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She just left to go back to Cleveland.  She is flying home on the 17th.  I will be missing her now very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l-k4Reh3Eak/TfEwOcTl2AI/AAAAAAAADzs/y8pJc7QQ5gc/s1600/Zoe%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bfair%2Bgrounds%2Band%2Bpark%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l-k4Reh3Eak/TfEwOcTl2AI/AAAAAAAADzs/y8pJc7QQ5gc/s400/Zoe%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bfair%2Bgrounds%2Band%2Bpark%2B018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616323234982385666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She was just having a ton of fun using my mini computer while she was here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-alp4mZYiFw0/TfEuLbK4CqI/AAAAAAAADzc/yLX0ECGG4CE/s1600/Zoe%2Bsewing%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-alp4mZYiFw0/TfEuLbK4CqI/AAAAAAAADzc/yLX0ECGG4CE/s400/Zoe%2Bsewing%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616320984114530978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  I made two doll dresses for her, and this one I made a skirt and she made the top and a scarf for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KjbV2Goh9No/TfEt_UmtssI/AAAAAAAADzU/yHD3KGBVykg/s1600/Zoe%2Bcleaning%2Bthe%2Bdollhouse%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KjbV2Goh9No/TfEt_UmtssI/AAAAAAAADzU/yHD3KGBVykg/s400/Zoe%2Bcleaning%2Bthe%2Bdollhouse%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616320776193815234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No one is ever allowed to get into my doll houses, but guess who did.   She cleaned them for me, and did a very good job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GFQvMSI0UQY/TfEtt0bMqQI/AAAAAAAADzM/-i6dwsUdpGo/s1600/Zoe%2Bcleaning%2Bthe%2Bdollhouse%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GFQvMSI0UQY/TfEtt0bMqQI/AAAAAAAADzM/-i6dwsUdpGo/s400/Zoe%2Bcleaning%2Bthe%2Bdollhouse%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616320475497801986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here she is cleaning the toy shop and apartment.  She was very careful, she even did my biggest one in my bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fbvphzqyMmI/TfEtg0nrWyI/AAAAAAAADzE/7My1PhKQXVM/s1600/train%2Band%2Bbirthday%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fbvphzqyMmI/TfEtg0nrWyI/AAAAAAAADzE/7My1PhKQXVM/s400/train%2Band%2Bbirthday%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616320252211845922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is when we were getting ready to board the train that leaves from Canton and goes to Akron.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were the only three passengers onboard on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rIvtvrn-ikY/TfEtY0E7nkI/AAAAAAAADy8/coP8reKs0p4/s1600/train%2Band%2Bbirthday%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rIvtvrn-ikY/TfEtY0E7nkI/AAAAAAAADy8/coP8reKs0p4/s400/train%2Band%2Bbirthday%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616320114627157570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-3644172901716047732?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3644172901716047732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=3644172901716047732' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3644172901716047732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3644172901716047732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/06/visit-with-zoe.html' title='A VISIT WITH ZOE'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OTRve9vLrL4/TfEwWgzUd0I/AAAAAAAADz0/zSTcNJrE9W8/s72-c/Zoe%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bfair%2Bgrounds%2Band%2Bpark%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-4810585794066317139</id><published>2011-05-28T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T08:52:35.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER OUR TROOPS PAST AND PRESENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TnkZMKF3Gf4/TeEZlj3SaTI/AAAAAAAADyw/KVHusdOupOU/s1600/memorial%2Bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TnkZMKF3Gf4/TeEZlj3SaTI/AAAAAAAADyw/KVHusdOupOU/s400/memorial%2Bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611794743753337138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We should honor our troops everyday, but please remember them especially this weekend.  They do so much for this country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lt2o0ELlsB8/TeEYQXMaXyI/AAAAAAAADyg/cN929dbzWsg/s1600/May%2Bflowers%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lt2o0ELlsB8/TeEYQXMaXyI/AAAAAAAADyg/cN929dbzWsg/s400/May%2Bflowers%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611793280063397666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I didn't plant these, but they come up each year for me to enjoy.  I know they are Iris, but I grew up calling them flags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AEhyjvNCKjk/TeEYIV2wKWI/AAAAAAAADyY/_22U211YVgI/s1600/May%2Bflowers%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AEhyjvNCKjk/TeEYIV2wKWI/AAAAAAAADyY/_22U211YVgI/s400/May%2Bflowers%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611793142265162082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I did plant these, and they also come up each year.  They do not last long however.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-4810585794066317139?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4810585794066317139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=4810585794066317139' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4810585794066317139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4810585794066317139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/05/remember-our-troops-past-and-present.html' title='REMEMBER OUR TROOPS PAST AND PRESENT'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TnkZMKF3Gf4/TeEZlj3SaTI/AAAAAAAADyw/KVHusdOupOU/s72-c/memorial%2Bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-3563346586486995596</id><published>2011-05-16T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T05:42:19.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ERIC MAKING SOMETHING NEW FROM SOMETHING OLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bl5Zo-kDAI4/TdFJv2njSMI/AAAAAAAADyQ/8KsNi-vvLcU/s1600/Heidi%2BQuilting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bl5Zo-kDAI4/TdFJv2njSMI/AAAAAAAADyQ/8KsNi-vvLcU/s400/Heidi%2BQuilting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607344097517062338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every Monday, Heidi puts on making something new from something old and tells the bloggers to also do it.  This is Heidi quilting but not from something old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5GzGIuCNE8/TdFJU0x8YmI/AAAAAAAADyA/Qye12mTRqb0/s1600/eric%2527s%2Btruck%2Bfrom%2Bblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5GzGIuCNE8/TdFJU0x8YmI/AAAAAAAADyA/Qye12mTRqb0/s400/eric%2527s%2Btruck%2Bfrom%2Bblog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607343633167311458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the semi that Eric drives.  Heidi sent him an email of a trucker quilting when he is sitting at truck stops.  Now, this guy has nothing on Eric.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;Way before this email, ---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rQc3pmHu0S0/TdFJOMr2W4I/AAAAAAAADx4/u8-6wIppgmw/s1600/Eric%2527s%2BQuilt%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rQc3pmHu0S0/TdFJOMr2W4I/AAAAAAAADx4/u8-6wIppgmw/s400/Eric%2527s%2BQuilt%2B004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607343519325117314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric wanted Heidi to make him a quilt.  She keeps putting him off, so guess what, he made his own.  I had civil war fabric wool scraps upstairs so I brought them down and here is what he made in only ten hours and with lots of M &amp;amp; M's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-plhHOV0RTJs/TdFHsksKi9I/AAAAAAAADxo/ye4Rn5yPeyA/s1600/more%2Beric%2527s%2Bquilt%2B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-plhHOV0RTJs/TdFHsksKi9I/AAAAAAAADxo/ye4Rn5yPeyA/s400/more%2Beric%2527s%2Bquilt%2B009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607341842141711314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the result, and he has it in his truck keeping him warm.  Great job Eric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cKjap5AWED8/TdFHkFW8O_I/AAAAAAAADxg/a5EqLlFrY0g/s1600/more%2Beric%2527s%2Bquilt%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cKjap5AWED8/TdFHkFW8O_I/AAAAAAAADxg/a5EqLlFrY0g/s400/more%2Beric%2527s%2Bquilt%2B008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607341696292240370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heidi says that all quilts need a label before they are finished.  This is Eric's.  Now you see why they both had to be on this post.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-3563346586486995596?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3563346586486995596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=3563346586486995596' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3563346586486995596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3563346586486995596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/05/eric-making-something-new-from.html' title='ERIC MAKING SOMETHING NEW FROM SOMETHING OLD'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bl5Zo-kDAI4/TdFJv2njSMI/AAAAAAAADyQ/8KsNi-vvLcU/s72-c/Heidi%2BQuilting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-4490643460211991447</id><published>2011-05-08T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T18:30:04.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOTHER'S DAY GIFTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqICPZQAePw/TcdCf0_LEBI/AAAAAAAADxY/E7Ycrr7-P6c/s1600/Mothers%2Bday%2Bgifts%2Band%2Bfront%2Btrees%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqICPZQAePw/TcdCf0_LEBI/AAAAAAAADxY/E7Ycrr7-P6c/s400/Mothers%2Bday%2Bgifts%2Band%2Bfront%2Btrees%2B026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604521375852859410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This cute card and a gift card came from Bill.  Thank you very much Bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ujwcF-b4R4k/TcdBOk42ULI/AAAAAAAADxI/2tPHCEIQ87Q/s1600/Flowers%2Bfrom%2BMandie%2Band%2BEric%2Band%2BBecky%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ujwcF-b4R4k/TcdBOk42ULI/AAAAAAAADxI/2tPHCEIQ87Q/s400/Flowers%2Bfrom%2BMandie%2Band%2BEric%2Band%2BBecky%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604519979961962674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I should have taken a new picture today, these flowers are even prettier now.  They have opened much more.  The card below came with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26lISpJmwcc/TcdAEeqZeoI/AAAAAAAADxA/FWda0X97oJs/s1600/Flowers%2Bfrom%2BMandie%2Band%2BEric%2Band%2BBecky%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26lISpJmwcc/TcdAEeqZeoI/AAAAAAAADxA/FWda0X97oJs/s400/Flowers%2Bfrom%2BMandie%2Band%2BEric%2Band%2BBecky%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604518706980420226" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Thank you so much Mandie, Manny, Zoe and baby to be Abby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQOKprK1Hmk/Tcc_rONh_HI/AAAAAAAADww/9gMCLdQbUE8/s1600/Mothers%2Bday%2Bgifts%2Band%2Bfront%2Btrees%2B023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQOKprK1Hmk/Tcc_rONh_HI/AAAAAAAADww/9gMCLdQbUE8/s400/Mothers%2Bday%2Bgifts%2Band%2Bfront%2Btrees%2B023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604518273067646066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These two pictures show one of my gifts from Eric and Becky that we took into the yard and Eric attached them to the tree.  I have never seen anything like this and it is certainly cute.  I love it.  Thanks you two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4eupJBJoB7c/Tcc_fanwdpI/AAAAAAAADwo/F8i3AMeBJMY/s1600/Mothers%2Bday%2Bgifts%2Band%2Bfront%2Btrees%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4eupJBJoB7c/Tcc_fanwdpI/AAAAAAAADwo/F8i3AMeBJMY/s400/Mothers%2Bday%2Bgifts%2Band%2Bfront%2Btrees%2B007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604518070240442002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l7xzr4ivSY8/Tcc_W-Vh1AI/AAAAAAAADwg/J3YB5uAZKgk/s1600/Mothers%2Bday%2Bgifts%2Band%2Bfront%2Btrees%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l7xzr4ivSY8/Tcc_W-Vh1AI/AAAAAAAADwg/J3YB5uAZKgk/s400/Mothers%2Bday%2Bgifts%2Band%2Bfront%2Btrees%2B014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604517925208839170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is also from them, a windchime.  They know I love anything USA.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The gnomes I had in my yard got broken or faded so they thought they needed replaced.  Now these two live out under my Bradford Pear tree.  We had a cookout, but ate in.  It was a fun day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5cIUNOgaTJI/Tcc_NdH7LpI/AAAAAAAADwY/Lk6sTpvyirY/s1600/Mothers%2Bday%2Bgifts%2Band%2Bfront%2Btrees%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5cIUNOgaTJI/Tcc_NdH7LpI/AAAAAAAADwY/Lk6sTpvyirY/s400/Mothers%2Bday%2Bgifts%2Band%2Bfront%2Btrees%2B015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604517761674587794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-4490643460211991447?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4490643460211991447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=4490643460211991447' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4490643460211991447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4490643460211991447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day-gifts.html' title='MOTHER&apos;S DAY GIFTS'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqICPZQAePw/TcdCf0_LEBI/AAAAAAAADxY/E7Ycrr7-P6c/s72-c/Mothers%2Bday%2Bgifts%2Band%2Bfront%2Btrees%2B026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-4513702406222335732</id><published>2011-05-01T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T08:02:22.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A SHOWER FOR ABIGAIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1CVjFH4uuKw/Tb10DpIiLtI/AAAAAAAADwA/7d7MkaNIevk/s1600/Hat%2Band%2Blily%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1CVjFH4uuKw/Tb10DpIiLtI/AAAAAAAADwA/7d7MkaNIevk/s400/Hat%2Band%2Blily%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601761117448842962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remember the yarn I showed you in a former blog entry, well this is what I made out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DnPZTrhJ3MQ/Tb1zwbgk7aI/AAAAAAAADv4/0Sh6W1d25S8/s1600/Abby%2Bsweater%2Bset%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DnPZTrhJ3MQ/Tb1zwbgk7aI/AAAAAAAADv4/0Sh6W1d25S8/s400/Abby%2Bsweater%2Bset%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601760787374075298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abilgail Lynn is due on July 1st, and yesterday Manny's Mom and Dad hosted a shower for her family.  This was a part of my gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sNOl7wVv9oo/Tb1ziYHym-I/AAAAAAAADvw/nLippg3yNrI/s1600/The%2Bshower%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sNOl7wVv9oo/Tb1ziYHym-I/AAAAAAAADvw/nLippg3yNrI/s400/The%2Bshower%2B014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601760545946639330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were all invited, Bill, Eric, Becky, Mandie, Manny and Zoe.  George didn't get in the picture.  Eric and Becky were leaving to go to Toledo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SZBhm9DpEEw/Tb1y4J2ioWI/AAAAAAAADvo/Fv-OoZB-TGc/s1600/The%2Bshower%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SZBhm9DpEEw/Tb1y4J2ioWI/AAAAAAAADvo/Fv-OoZB-TGc/s400/The%2Bshower%2B016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601759820561686882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had to pat my new Great Granddaughter of course.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-1kKrC0QZg/Tb1ytBvU-BI/AAAAAAAADvg/ziCJvVPvAcg/s1600/The%2Bshower%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-1kKrC0QZg/Tb1ytBvU-BI/AAAAAAAADvg/ziCJvVPvAcg/s400/The%2Bshower%2B018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601759629405386770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is the family, who will be flying back to Arizona this afternoon.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NLIszUCB5hg/Tb1yipBsjII/AAAAAAAADvY/Lab-W06Rwg4/s1600/The%2Bshower%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NLIszUCB5hg/Tb1yipBsjII/AAAAAAAADvY/Lab-W06Rwg4/s400/The%2Bshower%2B019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601759450972851330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here she is, my Zoe.  Needless to say, I love my Great Grandchildren, they are all three wonderful.  It was so nice to be with them yesterday and we sure missed our Hale family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-4513702406222335732?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4513702406222335732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=4513702406222335732' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4513702406222335732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4513702406222335732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/05/shower-for-abigail.html' title='A SHOWER FOR ABIGAIL'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1CVjFH4uuKw/Tb10DpIiLtI/AAAAAAAADwA/7d7MkaNIevk/s72-c/Hat%2Band%2Blily%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-7059202238112613859</id><published>2011-04-28T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T08:36:36.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TREES AND FLOWERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nzSPyspq7FI/TbmIAugSJXI/AAAAAAAADvQ/QUr-laPKfc4/s1600/spring%2Btree%2B2011%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nzSPyspq7FI/TbmIAugSJXI/AAAAAAAADvQ/QUr-laPKfc4/s400/spring%2Btree%2B2011%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600657157676737906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It might look lonely, but to me it is another sign of Spring.  Last night we had high winds and you could even see grass blowing.  Never noticed that before.  Garbage cans  were blowing down the street.  Bill's was only at the end of the driveway.  I captured it this morning.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-drpvr77pD80/TbmH1SgkrII/AAAAAAAADvI/NnKI-b2o83g/s1600/spring%2Btree%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-drpvr77pD80/TbmH1SgkrII/AAAAAAAADvI/NnKI-b2o83g/s400/spring%2Btree%2B2011%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600656961183198338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is my beautiful Bradford Pear tree that my cousin and I planted a couple years ago.  I am going to search my blog to see if I have a picture of it back then.  I cannot believe how much it has grown.  It was about my height when we planted it.  All the rain is good for the grass and trees.  We have had a record rain fall for April for Ohio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ykOeM_KTrl8/TbmHk5WN_RI/AAAAAAAADvA/HxuTOVMSqEk/s1600/Hat%2Band%2Blily%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ykOeM_KTrl8/TbmHk5WN_RI/AAAAAAAADvA/HxuTOVMSqEk/s400/Hat%2Band%2Blily%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600656679550975250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The plant Eric and Becky bought for me is now blooming.  Becky wanted it to bloom for Easter but it is so pretty now.  A second flower is also coming out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-7059202238112613859?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7059202238112613859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=7059202238112613859' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7059202238112613859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7059202238112613859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/04/trees-and-flowers.html' title='TREES AND FLOWERS'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nzSPyspq7FI/TbmIAugSJXI/AAAAAAAADvQ/QUr-laPKfc4/s72-c/spring%2Btree%2B2011%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-6354310679842040547</id><published>2011-04-24T18:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T18:30:59.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A FAMILY EASTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cXIxFKDK5g/TbTNqpbE4SI/AAAAAAAADug/jWTF4hkF8EM/s1600/Easter%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cXIxFKDK5g/TbTNqpbE4SI/AAAAAAAADug/jWTF4hkF8EM/s400/Easter%2B2011%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599326369285988642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even though much of my family is scattered over the world, we try to enjoy holidays together.   On Sat. Eric came over and helped me color the eggs.  I made little dish baskets for each of us for table favors.  Eric and Becky brought me a Lily plant.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gDjlhpPPOqQ/TbTNjOuHFQI/AAAAAAAADuY/vOyUn721sHc/s1600/Easter%2B2011%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gDjlhpPPOqQ/TbTNjOuHFQI/AAAAAAAADuY/vOyUn721sHc/s400/Easter%2B2011%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599326241858983170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This a close up of the goodies.  I bought plastic dishes with the lids sitting under, so they could reuse them.  None of us need baskets anymore.  I still try to keep the holidays fun. &lt;br /&gt;We had a good dinner and were together all afternoon just playing on laptops and enjoying each other.  We do miss everyone else though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-6354310679842040547?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6354310679842040547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=6354310679842040547' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6354310679842040547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6354310679842040547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/04/family-easter.html' title='A FAMILY EASTER'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cXIxFKDK5g/TbTNqpbE4SI/AAAAAAAADug/jWTF4hkF8EM/s72-c/Easter%2B2011%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-3262569487851162565</id><published>2011-04-22T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T07:53:00.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY EASTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VpcazsVfymg/TbGVGZgleQI/AAAAAAAADuQ/OL_pZEATP6s/s1600/happy_easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VpcazsVfymg/TbGVGZgleQI/AAAAAAAADuQ/OL_pZEATP6s/s400/happy_easter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598419748957550850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish all of you a blessed and Happy Easter.  Our weather is rainy and cold, but maybe someday Spring really will come to Ohio. &lt;br /&gt;I am cooking dinner for Bill, Eric and Becky and George and me.  I will color eggs, because for me, it isn't Easter without them.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, hope it is a great day for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-3262569487851162565?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3262569487851162565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=3262569487851162565' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3262569487851162565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3262569487851162565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter.html' title='HAPPY EASTER'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VpcazsVfymg/TbGVGZgleQI/AAAAAAAADuQ/OL_pZEATP6s/s72-c/happy_easter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-2365006123544497515</id><published>2011-04-11T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T06:57:04.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAYBE SPRING IS REALLY COMING TO OHIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FvYx1vvSh1w/TaMGoOImgfI/AAAAAAAADuI/asSxOvxVtbQ/s1600/Finally%2BSpring%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FvYx1vvSh1w/TaMGoOImgfI/AAAAAAAADuI/asSxOvxVtbQ/s400/Finally%2BSpring%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594322450182996466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In 1995, when Fawn died, Heidi and Jos brought bulbs over from Holland.  They, with Bill and Eric planted them in our yard.  Every year they come up and I do not do a thing to them.  This is one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9pctxAWcvYY/TaMGgJVZBAI/AAAAAAAADuA/MsL2--QJEeU/s1600/Finally%2BSpring%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9pctxAWcvYY/TaMGgJVZBAI/AAAAAAAADuA/MsL2--QJEeU/s400/Finally%2BSpring%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594322311455507458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is another one.   I cut a flower from this one, and two from the Daffy's, and brought them in to put in a vase.  They smell so good.  Every year it reminds me of Fawn and her brothers and sister.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N0hoY7-EM64/TaMGW1_y7OI/AAAAAAAADt4/JvU_jlyVxtQ/s1600/Finally%2BSpring%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N0hoY7-EM64/TaMGW1_y7OI/AAAAAAAADt4/JvU_jlyVxtQ/s400/Finally%2BSpring%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594322151645834466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is my latest book.  I just read a couple Fern Micheal's also.  Some of hers I  like better than others.  I am trying to get through one now that I am not crazy about.  This one is three stories and I finished the first one.  Debbie Macomber cannot be beat.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKwtZTCYNhA/TaMGOxO3-xI/AAAAAAAADtw/PTs_0myQ5g0/s1600/Finally%2BSpring%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKwtZTCYNhA/TaMGOxO3-xI/AAAAAAAADtw/PTs_0myQ5g0/s400/Finally%2BSpring%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594322012927949586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is my latest knitting project.  I won't talk about it now, but I bet you can guess what it is.  Something tiny and soft.   Hope you have spring where you are too.  It is going to go into the 70's here today but back to the 50's tomorrow.  At least now we have hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-2365006123544497515?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2365006123544497515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=2365006123544497515' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2365006123544497515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2365006123544497515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/04/maybe-spring-is-really-coming-to-ohio.html' title='MAYBE SPRING IS REALLY COMING TO OHIO'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FvYx1vvSh1w/TaMGoOImgfI/AAAAAAAADuI/asSxOvxVtbQ/s72-c/Finally%2BSpring%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-2350868195702096311</id><published>2011-03-30T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T15:20:42.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REALLY???? MARCH 30TH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7tSSl0ca2kE/TZOqtHyDJVI/AAAAAAAADto/XpTMlsMNSpc/s1600/Snow%2BMarch%2B30%252C%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7tSSl0ca2kE/TZOqtHyDJVI/AAAAAAAADto/XpTMlsMNSpc/s400/Snow%2BMarch%2B30%252C%2B2011%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589999254656722258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This started three hours ago, this is after only a half hour of coming down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUcibK0WMrc/TZOqlVqcVzI/AAAAAAAADtg/HVrsFWLBjnk/s1600/Snow%2BMarch%2B30%252C%2B2011%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUcibK0WMrc/TZOqlVqcVzI/AAAAAAAADtg/HVrsFWLBjnk/s400/Snow%2BMarch%2B30%252C%2B2011%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589999120943961906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is still coming down out there now. The house you barely see in the picture way up on the left is where the kid lives that hit our garage.  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.  No snow that night, not even rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ru2Fo2C77I4/TZOqeCuCfMI/AAAAAAAADtY/Ad-W49AkVe8/s1600/Snow%2BMarch%2B30%252C%2B2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ru2Fo2C77I4/TZOqeCuCfMI/AAAAAAAADtY/Ad-W49AkVe8/s400/Snow%2BMarch%2B30%252C%2B2011%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589998995599686850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think there is a ground hog hiding someplace in Pennsylvania.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3KBRsS85OT0/TZOqVTYbcBI/AAAAAAAADtQ/nyk3HbR7t9E/s1600/Snow%2BMarch%2B30%252C%2B2011%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3KBRsS85OT0/TZOqVTYbcBI/AAAAAAAADtQ/nyk3HbR7t9E/s400/Snow%2BMarch%2B30%252C%2B2011%2B005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589998845453627410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The saying is sure true since March did come in like a lamb this year. &lt;br /&gt;Update on my car, it is back in the garage, now, the key is damaged.  I have a key&lt;br /&gt;that retracts and there is a switch to open it.  Someone must have forced it open.  Yep, now I need a new key.  They told my husband, when he took the key in, there would be no charge to us.  He said you aren't kidding, there might be a bill for gas to this dealership.  Will it end now?????   I hope so.  The garage is still in the waiting stage to be repaired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-2350868195702096311?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2350868195702096311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=2350868195702096311' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2350868195702096311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2350868195702096311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/really-march-30th.html' title='REALLY???? MARCH 30TH'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7tSSl0ca2kE/TZOqtHyDJVI/AAAAAAAADto/XpTMlsMNSpc/s72-c/Snow%2BMarch%2B30%252C%2B2011%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-2263751454033989995</id><published>2011-03-23T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T10:05:43.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOME OF MY BIRTHDAY GIFTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l0AglqFdycs/TYomk3JJxTI/AAAAAAAADtA/jpXnWs595Ic/s1600/mY%2BBIRTHDAY%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l0AglqFdycs/TYomk3JJxTI/AAAAAAAADtA/jpXnWs595Ic/s400/mY%2BBIRTHDAY%2B005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587320702426006834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I received the biggest box of candy I have ever seen in my life.  This is from Eric and Becky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lK56wXB9_dg/TYomTgRQFII/AAAAAAAADs4/KPAMejv5l1U/s1600/mY%2BBIRTHDAY%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lK56wXB9_dg/TYomTgRQFII/AAAAAAAADs4/KPAMejv5l1U/s400/mY%2BBIRTHDAY%2B011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587320404228183170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is my present from Bill, it is perfect.  I can eat chocolate, read my book and listen to this CD I have been wanting forever.  It is as good as I thought it would be.  Thanks Bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BbXyw8f-dRw/TYomJJ5gYyI/AAAAAAAADsw/XG-lqdOusuI/s1600/mY%2BBIRTHDAY%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BbXyw8f-dRw/TYomJJ5gYyI/AAAAAAAADsw/XG-lqdOusuI/s400/mY%2BBIRTHDAY%2B009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587320226424316706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the gift from Eric and Becky, the flowers light up when you put batteries in the little case.   They said they are flowers that never die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XFNpIcWARTc/TYol_r2sSBI/AAAAAAAADso/n3vsuRFNuKI/s1600/mY%2BBIRTHDAY%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XFNpIcWARTc/TYol_r2sSBI/AAAAAAAADso/n3vsuRFNuKI/s400/mY%2BBIRTHDAY%2B012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587320063740626962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the inside of the box of candy and the cake they bought for me also.  Then, they took us out to lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4W5LSzM-84/TYol1bEtP4I/AAAAAAAADsg/-WjzusT6ZQo/s1600/mY%2BBIRTHDAY%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4W5LSzM-84/TYol1bEtP4I/AAAAAAAADsg/-WjzusT6ZQo/s400/mY%2BBIRTHDAY%2B016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587319887437315970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This gift is from Brenda, my niece who came over and had cake with us.  Thank you Brenda.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cxXdb3ymaY4/TYolovIRGwI/AAAAAAAADsY/POgbiNFm6ys/s1600/mY%2BBIRTHDAY%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cxXdb3ymaY4/TYolovIRGwI/AAAAAAAADsY/POgbiNFm6ys/s400/mY%2BBIRTHDAY%2B015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587319669482658562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brenda and me before I cut the cake.  Thanks everyone for giving my a fun birthday.  I also got money from George.  Marlene, my pen pal sent me a pretty perfume bottle too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-2263751454033989995?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2263751454033989995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=2263751454033989995' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2263751454033989995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2263751454033989995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/some-of-my-birthday-gifts.html' title='SOME OF MY BIRTHDAY GIFTS'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l0AglqFdycs/TYomk3JJxTI/AAAAAAAADtA/jpXnWs595Ic/s72-c/mY%2BBIRTHDAY%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-6648409347525791712</id><published>2011-03-20T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T09:43:36.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A PRESENT FOR MYSELF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izJr1_x9Whw/TYYtQy6OX9I/AAAAAAAADsI/F9lBfwvhYGQ/s1600/my%2Bnew%2Bcar%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izJr1_x9Whw/TYYtQy6OX9I/AAAAAAAADsI/F9lBfwvhYGQ/s400/my%2Bnew%2Bcar%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586202154366820306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I bought myself an early birthday present a little over a week ago.  My birthday was yesterday.  It is a Chevy Cruze.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They make this car in Ohio so I like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VsgkpRWY4qw/TYYsWbPuitI/AAAAAAAADsA/GjsFRT31Anc/s1600/my%2Bnew%2Bcar%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VsgkpRWY4qw/TYYsWbPuitI/AAAAAAAADsA/GjsFRT31Anc/s400/my%2Bnew%2Bcar%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586201151582145234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanted a sunroof, so I had to take leather seats too.  I prefer cloth but oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-htH98jXV2Jo/TYYsK71e8FI/AAAAAAAADr4/SBFnBub7URM/s1600/my%2Bnew%2Bcar%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-htH98jXV2Jo/TYYsK71e8FI/AAAAAAAADr4/SBFnBub7URM/s400/my%2Bnew%2Bcar%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586200954172010578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the car was less than one week old, our young neighbor ran into our garage.  My car was on the other side of this wall.  A shelving unit almost as tall as me, tipped over into the passenger side.   A pair of hedge clippers flew off and put a little dent in the trunk.  The only other thing we found is a little scratch above the back passenger window.  Lucky, he had Allstate insurance and they are paying.  So far we have not had an estimate on the garage repairs.  I hope this is NOT an omen.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-6648409347525791712?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6648409347525791712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=6648409347525791712' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6648409347525791712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6648409347525791712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/present-for-myself.html' title='A PRESENT FOR MYSELF'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izJr1_x9Whw/TYYtQy6OX9I/AAAAAAAADsI/F9lBfwvhYGQ/s72-c/my%2Bnew%2Bcar%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-8623671738888784286</id><published>2011-03-11T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T05:18:01.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IS IT EVER GOING TO STOP?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eignPg8JqK8/TXofMbk7e5I/AAAAAAAADro/akR45DnIJYw/s1600/March%2Bsnow%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eignPg8JqK8/TXofMbk7e5I/AAAAAAAADro/akR45DnIJYw/s400/March%2Bsnow%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582808986500692882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay, I went out very early this morning to take these pictures of what we woke up to.  It is very pretty, but I am sooooooooooo sick of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AtR7-njx6qw/TXofEUrzMDI/AAAAAAAADrg/05AYDfpts5k/s1600/March%2Bsnow%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AtR7-njx6qw/TXofEUrzMDI/AAAAAAAADrg/05AYDfpts5k/s400/March%2Bsnow%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582808847211507762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is heavy and wet and clinging to the trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-racxrJzJLd8/TXoe8Ifvy7I/AAAAAAAADrY/kXTVY2trZWk/s1600/March%2Bsnow%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-racxrJzJLd8/TXoe8Ifvy7I/AAAAAAAADrY/kXTVY2trZWk/s400/March%2Bsnow%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582808706500774834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;George just went out to use his snow blower on the driveway, he is supposed to go to Cleveland to pick someone up at the airport.  It might be canceled, we will see.&lt;br /&gt;The little house you can see in the background, is where the salesman lives who sold me my new car.  I was his second customer.  He is real young.  We didn't know him or where he worked.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will take a picture of my car when it is nicer out.  It is a Chevy Cruze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqSVPV68JRw/TXoeyj3k3NI/AAAAAAAADrQ/-Q6pvEVt2wo/s1600/March%2Bsnow%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqSVPV68JRw/TXoeyj3k3NI/AAAAAAAADrQ/-Q6pvEVt2wo/s400/March%2Bsnow%2B006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582808542049787090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the fence at the side of our house, and a the frame of my swing at the left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MkKw--xl8OA/TXoeqKQCk6I/AAAAAAAADrI/hAuggiIXxtU/s1600/March%2Bsnow%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MkKw--xl8OA/TXoeqKQCk6I/AAAAAAAADrI/hAuggiIXxtU/s400/March%2Bsnow%2B005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582808397734122402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My little wooden windmill is feeling very cold right now I bet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kfeUiuBiwTQ/TXoef-pLf1I/AAAAAAAADrA/3xH3XS89IlY/s1600/March%2Bsnow%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kfeUiuBiwTQ/TXoef-pLf1I/AAAAAAAADrA/3xH3XS89IlY/s400/March%2Bsnow%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582808222819647314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is my neighbors car across the street.  It is predicted to snow until midnight tonight, 6 to 10 inches.  Holy cow, does anybody think it is really March?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-8623671738888784286?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8623671738888784286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=8623671738888784286' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8623671738888784286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8623671738888784286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-it-ever-going-to-stop.html' title='IS IT EVER GOING TO STOP?'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eignPg8JqK8/TXofMbk7e5I/AAAAAAAADro/akR45DnIJYw/s72-c/March%2Bsnow%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-7644655102175821329</id><published>2011-03-01T09:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T09:10:09.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENOUGH IS ENOUGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qlvtiQaFbjM/TW0nZE4rqiI/AAAAAAAADqw/uEGlP_7fn3A/s1600/flood%2Bin%2Bhardware%2Bstore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qlvtiQaFbjM/TW0nZE4rqiI/AAAAAAAADqw/uEGlP_7fn3A/s400/flood%2Bin%2Bhardware%2Bstore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579158825143609890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a major attraction in our Amish area.  It is in Kidron, Ohio and they had to close due to flooding.  The store is partly under water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rh1p5eZ_rpw/TW0mt5S2vsI/AAAAAAAADqg/p3szkN24r50/s1600/Schreve%2BOhio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rh1p5eZ_rpw/TW0mt5S2vsI/AAAAAAAADqg/p3szkN24r50/s400/Schreve%2BOhio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579158083297787586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This picture was taken in Shreve, Ohio.  People just don't believe it when they read the signs that say high water.   So many are just attempting to go through it.&lt;br /&gt;They are searching for a woman who yesterday called 911 to say her VW bug went into the river.  As of last night, they did not find her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-twCf361gQjo/TW0mk6INjtI/AAAAAAAADqY/A7-wnbJfOnM/s1600/feb-flooding_46_20110228193339_640_480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-twCf361gQjo/TW0mk6INjtI/AAAAAAAADqY/A7-wnbJfOnM/s400/feb-flooding_46_20110228193339_640_480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579157928902758098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We have a creek running through our park system, and it is angry and running over the banks.  We have had tons of snow, then thunder and lightening and now the floods.   Come on Spring, Ohio is more that ready.  We do have sun today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-7644655102175821329?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7644655102175821329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=7644655102175821329' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7644655102175821329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7644655102175821329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/enough-is-enough.html' title='ENOUGH IS ENOUGH'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qlvtiQaFbjM/TW0nZE4rqiI/AAAAAAAADqw/uEGlP_7fn3A/s72-c/flood%2Bin%2Bhardware%2Bstore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-1079089241689001133</id><published>2011-02-20T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T06:34:16.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meyers Lake Park &amp; COMET roller coaster ~ Canton, Ohio</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/47BmnGVZiuo?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-1079089241689001133?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1079089241689001133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=1079089241689001133' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/1079089241689001133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/1079089241689001133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/02/meyers-lake-park-comet-roller-coaster.html' title='Meyers Lake Park &amp; COMET roller coaster ~ Canton, Ohio'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/47BmnGVZiuo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-9192805911445105741</id><published>2011-01-28T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T10:16:16.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY ABOUT MY NEWS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TUMGpuDJQII/AAAAAAAADqM/hYCWDfLMgOs/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TUMGpuDJQII/AAAAAAAADqM/hYCWDfLMgOs/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567300878165688450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess I am fighting like a girl Eric and Becky.  My mamogram came back clear again.  A year and a half behind me now.   Now, this T shirt is going with me on Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TUMGYauJGmI/AAAAAAAADqE/Flwv6KbbCcY/s1600/us%2Bairways%2Bplane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 117px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TUMGYauJGmI/AAAAAAAADqE/Flwv6KbbCcY/s400/us%2Bairways%2Bplane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567300580919548514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Off I go on US Airways from Canton Akron Airport tooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TUMGQPd8LKI/AAAAAAAADp8/UgmHHudPkDw/s1600/minnie%2Bmouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TUMGQPd8LKI/AAAAAAAADp8/UgmHHudPkDw/s400/minnie%2Bmouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567300440459848866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, not Disney World, but to ---------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TUMGF_jYwOI/AAAAAAAADp0/exLoAk1ld0I/s1600/florida%2Bsign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 111px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TUMGF_jYwOI/AAAAAAAADp0/exLoAk1ld0I/s400/florida%2Bsign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567300264389034210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My cousins house in St Petersburg, Florida.  I know the weather is not too great in Florida this year, but it has to beat all this snow.  No computer with me this trip.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-9192805911445105741?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9192805911445105741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=9192805911445105741' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/9192805911445105741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/9192805911445105741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-about-my-news.html' title='HAPPY ABOUT MY NEWS'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TUMGpuDJQII/AAAAAAAADqM/hYCWDfLMgOs/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-8339540714327159332</id><published>2011-01-21T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T09:19:45.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIPOLI AFRICA 1961</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTm8yqRA1sI/AAAAAAAADps/z3GfRr9iabo/s1600/plane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTm8yqRA1sI/AAAAAAAADps/z3GfRr9iabo/s400/plane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564686393118086850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 20 1961, Bill, Fawn and I boarded a plane just like this one to go to Wheelus Air Force Base in Tripoli, Libya, North Africa, to join their Dad who was stationed there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTm8o-QumqI/AAAAAAAADpk/EixV0xXBEIE/s1600/plane%2Bto%2Bafrica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTm8o-QumqI/AAAAAAAADpk/EixV0xXBEIE/s400/plane%2Bto%2Bafrica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564686226686909090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This flight was 24 hours of in the air time.  The military crew was wonderful.  At bedtime, they made the seats lay flat for the dependent children and it was quiet enough to hear a pin drop.  We stopped in Bermuda and the Azores and both times I had many GI's asking if I needed help with the kids.  Longest flight I ever had, and probably the best.  No one can beat the Military Men taking care of dependents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTm5c6tpLxI/AAAAAAAADpU/84ugP5ZBgoc/s1600/2029952310052688524fLhGbT_th.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTm5W4JuBmI/AAAAAAAADpM/bbhAnrvNqVs/s1600/2227801600052688524hbpsYV_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTm5W4JuBmI/AAAAAAAADpM/bbhAnrvNqVs/s400/2227801600052688524hbpsYV_ph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564682617274369634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a bread market along one of the streets.  Needless to say, we bought our bread at the commissary on base.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTm3xL7e4KI/AAAAAAAADpE/S3BIfIki4ho/s1600/108203988TFtPPN_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTm3xL7e4KI/AAAAAAAADpE/S3BIfIki4ho/s400/108203988TFtPPN_ph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564680870236709026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Santa came on a camel and I have pictures of Bill and Fawn on the camel he came to the base on.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTm3hqSV4ZI/AAAAAAAADo8/qUwj16_2SWE/s1600/108211896puDduz_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTm3hqSV4ZI/AAAAAAAADo8/qUwj16_2SWE/s400/108211896puDduz_ph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564680603507745170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a picture of the propeller of the Lady Be Good, a plane that went down in the area.  I have a picture of Fawn and Bill sitting in front of it at Easter all dressed up and Fawn covered with the remainder of the chicken pox.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTm2Z6s5EqI/AAAAAAAADo0/C3vhLsfMEto/s1600/2813031560052688524xNZjLp_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTm2Z6s5EqI/AAAAAAAADo0/C3vhLsfMEto/s400/2813031560052688524xNZjLp_ph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564679370963489442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a little Arab girl and again I have a picture of Fawn standing with one.  I do need to go hunt to pictures now so you can see us in this setting too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTmzd7d2nII/AAAAAAAADos/mXcj5VBCRJc/s1600/111723107hsLaAW_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTmzd7d2nII/AAAAAAAADos/mXcj5VBCRJc/s400/111723107hsLaAW_ph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564676141353442434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends and I took our kids to the beach and when our guys came to check on us on their lunch hour, they layed a thermometer on the sand.  It was 120 degrees.  They told us we better head home soon.  We did.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you might want to see some of what we saw when stationed at Wheelus.&lt;br /&gt;We, for the most part, stayed close to the base.  We went to town once in awhile, but only when our husbands were with us.  It was an experience, many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Bill started first grade there, and the bus (not a big yellow one)  was driven by an&lt;br /&gt;Arab.  I sure did not like that at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-8339540714327159332?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8339540714327159332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=8339540714327159332' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8339540714327159332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8339540714327159332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/01/tripoli-africa-1961.html' title='TRIPOLI AFRICA 1961'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTm8yqRA1sI/AAAAAAAADps/z3GfRr9iabo/s72-c/plane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-7674558788589906766</id><published>2011-01-19T07:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T08:03:48.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOES ANYONE LOVE ORANGES LIKE I DO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTcJI6sVeBI/AAAAAAAADok/_DHSxY7Ea4g/s1600/oranges%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTcJI6sVeBI/AAAAAAAADok/_DHSxY7Ea4g/s400/oranges%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563925913438353426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now of course, they have to be California Sunkist seedless oranges.  We lived in Florida for nine years, and I always made Bill buy me California oranges.  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;He thought I was nuts.  Well maybe!  I got this big bag for only $3.99.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTcIi_rU2sI/AAAAAAAADoU/nVZgmzdzSz8/s1600/oranges%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTcIi_rU2sI/AAAAAAAADoU/nVZgmzdzSz8/s400/oranges%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563925261941267138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Way back, before Heidi and Eric, when we lived in Africa, I worked at the base Education Center.  An Arab professor brought in oranges and asked if I wanted one.  I said no, they are too messy to peel.  Well, I got a lesson in orange peeling. &lt;br /&gt;First you cut off the top. Then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTcIbrhzbRI/AAAAAAAADoM/zFJo6SAoAAY/s1600/oranges%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTcIbrhzbRI/AAAAAAAADoM/zFJo6SAoAAY/s400/oranges%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563925136273534226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you score the sides into sixths.  You peel down the sides.   Boy, it is easy and no&lt;br /&gt;mess.    These are so yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTcIS2WT5yI/AAAAAAAADoE/QqLX0HggLDw/s1600/oranges%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTcIS2WT5yI/AAAAAAAADoE/QqLX0HggLDw/s400/oranges%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563924984559298338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, this blog entry was Heidi's idea after I told her I bought the oranges.  She said to show my Mom's method of cutting and eating oranges.  She and all of the kids just loved my Mom and what she said was right.  Cut in half then quarters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTcH9dd571I/AAAAAAAADn8/GP4QEqH3jCs/s1600/oranges%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTcGrMUv3GI/AAAAAAAADnc/swySPMzrdW4/s1600/oranges%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTcGrMUv3GI/AAAAAAAADnc/swySPMzrdW4/s400/oranges%2B005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563923203751926882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then again in half and you have loads of wonderful pieces of oranges to eat.  Too bad Heidi, George ate this one.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-7674558788589906766?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7674558788589906766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=7674558788589906766' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7674558788589906766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7674558788589906766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/01/does-anyone-love-oranges-like-i-do.html' title='DOES ANYONE LOVE ORANGES LIKE I DO?'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TTcJI6sVeBI/AAAAAAAADok/_DHSxY7Ea4g/s72-c/oranges%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-5920727719487535507</id><published>2011-01-12T06:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T08:19:25.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW 2011 IN CANTON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TS3Ch26U_JI/AAAAAAAADnU/WGuBy7e0Ptg/s1600/Snow%2B2011%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TS3Ch26U_JI/AAAAAAAADnU/WGuBy7e0Ptg/s400/Snow%2B2011%2B007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561315001804061842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a new toy for George.  He has one, but bought a better one.  This one is bigger.  He says it is heavier and harder really.  He says he does like it, just has to get used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TS3CZ2rPqmI/AAAAAAAADnM/D50soUbCvQU/s1600/Snow%2B2011%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TS3CZ2rPqmI/AAAAAAAADnM/D50soUbCvQU/s400/Snow%2B2011%2B008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561314864301845090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here he goes, first sweep, he might have done Bill's drive (he is always doing ours), but Bill was already out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TS3CR65wgOI/AAAAAAAADnE/16U2DmxcbVQ/s1600/Snow%2B2011%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TS3CR65wgOI/AAAAAAAADnE/16U2DmxcbVQ/s400/Snow%2B2011%2B005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561314727997505762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Middle of the night, 1am, he was out there doing his drive when he got home from work.  Needless to say, it snowed again during the night.  He has to go to work in an hour.  You can see Becky's truck is loaded.  Eric is on the road.  Today is Eric and Becky's anniversary.  Happy Anniversary guys.  I love you both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TS3CEFdumiI/AAAAAAAADm8/BIK7R3pHJ0k/s1600/Snow%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TS3CEFdumiI/AAAAAAAADm8/BIK7R3pHJ0k/s400/Snow%2B2011%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561314490314562082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Took this just to show how deep it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TS3B8F63giI/AAAAAAAADm0/WSfym_48JX0/s1600/Snow%2B2011%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TS3B8F63giI/AAAAAAAADm0/WSfym_48JX0/s400/Snow%2B2011%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561314352997827106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My bradford pear tree, and the neighbors pine.  That pine is huge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TS3Byc4HmHI/AAAAAAAADms/Xf90R4hHKeE/s1600/Snow%2B2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TS3Byc4HmHI/AAAAAAAADms/Xf90R4hHKeE/s400/Snow%2B2011%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561314187361622130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lots of snow on the garage roof too.   Right now it is sunny, so maybe we have hope.  No school today for the kids so they might be off to the movie and Bill might be busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:  I kept the project.  It is ongoing as we speak, don't cry now Heidi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-5920727719487535507?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5920727719487535507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=5920727719487535507' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5920727719487535507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5920727719487535507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow-2011-in-canton.html' title='SNOW 2011 IN CANTON'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TS3Ch26U_JI/AAAAAAAADnU/WGuBy7e0Ptg/s72-c/Snow%2B2011%2B007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-4320258789043772004</id><published>2011-01-09T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T09:18:34.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD THINGS DON'T HAVE TO COST ALOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSnr2-xwnPI/AAAAAAAADmk/q-mslrtHGjI/s1600/coffee%2Bpot%2Band%2Bmore%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSnr2-xwnPI/AAAAAAAADmk/q-mslrtHGjI/s400/coffee%2Bpot%2Band%2Bmore%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560234544762756338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bill bought this cute little one cup coffee maker for me for Christmas.  I love it.  It is great to make just one cup.  He found it in a drug store and proves you sure don't have to pay a fortune for nice things.  Thanks Bill.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So far, I used my Joann's gift card to buy three cookie sheets, badly needed, and a pattern book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My niece, Brenda, bought me the yummy smelling candle in a jar, which also smells like coffee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSnq1FoyGLI/AAAAAAAADmU/-S1uISopDTM/s1600/coffee%2Bpot%2Band%2Bmore%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSnq1FoyGLI/AAAAAAAADmU/-S1uISopDTM/s400/coffee%2Bpot%2Band%2Bmore%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560233412732786866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This beautiful basket was a gift from a lady George drives and does things for.  It is very beautiful and I hate to take it apart now.  I bought the poinsettia because it is a unique color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSnp19Jy-jI/AAAAAAAADl8/D6LcMgUY4fY/s1600/coffee%2Bpot%2Band%2Bmore%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSnp19Jy-jI/AAAAAAAADl8/D6LcMgUY4fY/s400/coffee%2Bpot%2Band%2Bmore%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560232328123578930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a book I just finished, on the left, and one I am just starting on the right.  The finished one was very good and I like the author of the second one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSnptrhASTI/AAAAAAAADl0/IQULgLFCpog/s1600/coffee%2Bpot%2Band%2Bmore%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSnptrhASTI/AAAAAAAADl0/IQULgLFCpog/s400/coffee%2Bpot%2Band%2Bmore%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560232185950128434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is about to be an abandon project.   It was to be a gift for Heidi.   Start over, I found I would be wayyyyyyyyy short of yarn for this and not sure I can get it again.&lt;br /&gt;Try again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-4320258789043772004?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4320258789043772004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=4320258789043772004' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4320258789043772004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4320258789043772004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/01/good-things-dont-have-to-cost-alot.html' title='GOOD THINGS DON&apos;T HAVE TO COST ALOT'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSnr2-xwnPI/AAAAAAAADmk/q-mslrtHGjI/s72-c/coffee%2Bpot%2Band%2Bmore%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-8097334483657588918</id><published>2011-01-04T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T06:50:35.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS FOR ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSMyGivFr0I/AAAAAAAADls/ud67ncJxePk/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSMyGivFr0I/AAAAAAAADls/ud67ncJxePk/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558341453090238274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All of my growing up years, my Dad gave my Mom a Whitman Sampler for Christmas.  Later in life, Eric took over and gave them to her.  This year, I guess I became my Mom, Eric and Becky gave one to me.  The first thing I go for, is the little Whitman Chocolate man.  Memories!  Thanks Eric and Becky.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSMx9LCgF3I/AAAAAAAADlk/zXFpgReDK48/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSMx9LCgF3I/AAAAAAAADlk/zXFpgReDK48/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558341292110387058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This shirt is also from them.  It says fight like a girl and has the breast cancer symbol with boxing gloves hanging from it.  Neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSMxypG0nsI/AAAAAAAADlc/C_ub5TZfo9s/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSMxypG0nsI/AAAAAAAADlc/C_ub5TZfo9s/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558341111203012290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still thinking pink, Becky bought this Ft. Myers Beach jacket for me while she was vacationing there.  I used to live in Ft. Myers.  Very nice.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bill gave me a one cup coffee maker with a thermal cup and a gift card for Joann's.&lt;br /&gt;George gave me money.  I think I did very well for Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-8097334483657588918?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8097334483657588918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=8097334483657588918' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8097334483657588918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8097334483657588918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-for-me.html' title='CHRISTMAS FOR ME'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TSMyGivFr0I/AAAAAAAADls/ud67ncJxePk/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-8936269258916620961</id><published>2010-12-31T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T09:49:02.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EARLY CHRISTMAS AT OUR HOUSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TR4Bsmi6wII/AAAAAAAADlU/1R-bIboZjew/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TR4Bsmi6wII/AAAAAAAADlU/1R-bIboZjew/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556880855994646658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric and Becky bought a green shirt for George and he was so surprised, because the one he had, he just ripped at the pocket and even took my sewing machine to a repair shop so I could fix it.  Not now George, you have a replacement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TR4Bh0TMlGI/AAAAAAAADlM/dt2iDeTf_Yo/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TR4Bh0TMlGI/AAAAAAAADlM/dt2iDeTf_Yo/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556880670708241506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bill is also opening a gift from Eric and Becky.  It is something a doctor uses for bad backs.  Eric would have to explain it but Bill was pleased with it.  They have  doctors in the truck stops who use them to help the drivers.  Bill is always putting his back out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TR4BWCH7WII/AAAAAAAADlE/gfziIhXs5WE/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TR4BWCH7WII/AAAAAAAADlE/gfziIhXs5WE/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556880468260640898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Becky is just starting to open. I think this one is a pair of jeans, can't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TR4BB0mXFAI/AAAAAAAADk8/O_NAHJRVa00/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TR4BB0mXFAI/AAAAAAAADk8/O_NAHJRVa00/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556880121032807426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this box is full of food items for Eric to take with him on his truck.  I wrapped every item so he had to do a lot of unwrapping.  He loved all of it though.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TR4A4HuhiYI/AAAAAAAADk0/-bXyAqBXdJc/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TR4A4HuhiYI/AAAAAAAADk0/-bXyAqBXdJc/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556879954368629122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is Sadie.  She is really getting big, but she is a very good puppy.  Very gentle.&lt;br /&gt;Eric and Becky's dog not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-8936269258916620961?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8936269258916620961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=8936269258916620961' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8936269258916620961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8936269258916620961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/12/early-christmas-at-our-house.html' title='EARLY CHRISTMAS AT OUR HOUSE'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TR4Bsmi6wII/AAAAAAAADlU/1R-bIboZjew/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-5217879319317452700</id><published>2010-12-19T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T17:31:33.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AN EARLY GIFT FOR ZOE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TQ6wxNjVK2I/AAAAAAAADkY/pgZTLybZCLk/s1600/almost%2Bopen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TQ6wxNjVK2I/AAAAAAAADkY/pgZTLybZCLk/s400/almost%2Bopen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552569750092327778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aunt Kristy played Santa for me in Arizona.  I asked her to get cowgirl boots for Zoe for Christmas.  Zoe is spending the week with her.  I said if they did anything she would need the boots to give them to her early.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TQ6wgFWzttI/AAAAAAAADkQ/3LgjVz9QVvU/s1600/boots%2Bfrom%2BGramma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TQ6wgFWzttI/AAAAAAAADkQ/3LgjVz9QVvU/s400/boots%2Bfrom%2BGramma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552569455834543826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think she likes them.  They look a lot like Haali's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TQ6wZeXd5iI/AAAAAAAADkI/OTMrmAJ-8ks/s1600/boots%2Byeahhhhhhhh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TQ6wZeXd5iI/AAAAAAAADkI/OTMrmAJ-8ks/s400/boots%2Byeahhhhhhhh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552569342289110562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think I got the pictures out of order.  Oh well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TQ6vHBAhBFI/AAAAAAAADj4/7HkXl-0yU1c/s1600/they%2Bfit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TQ6vHBAhBFI/AAAAAAAADj4/7HkXl-0yU1c/s400/they%2Bfit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552567925658944594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mitchell helped her try them on, and I missed that picture.  I can't win here.  Any way, she looks great and I think Aunt Kristy did a very good job.  Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-5217879319317452700?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5217879319317452700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=5217879319317452700' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5217879319317452700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5217879319317452700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/12/early-gift-for-zoe.html' title='AN EARLY GIFT FOR ZOE'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TQ6wxNjVK2I/AAAAAAAADkY/pgZTLybZCLk/s72-c/almost%2Bopen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-3852430263021856621</id><published>2010-12-04T11:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T11:26:53.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY SINTERKLAUS DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TPqVVZypuMI/AAAAAAAADjo/Xk8PfKXZssw/s1600/farmville%2Bat%2BChristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TPqVVZypuMI/AAAAAAAADjo/Xk8PfKXZssw/s400/farmville%2Bat%2BChristmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546910085993314498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My farm on Farmville has taken on the look of Christmas.  I have many Dutch neighbors on my farm.  Happy Sint Day to all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TPqUIIKaIgI/AAAAAAAADjg/QS7EzltVf5k/s1600/sinterklaas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TPqUIIKaIgI/AAAAAAAADjg/QS7EzltVf5k/s400/sinterklaas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546908758411190786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 5th is the day Sinterklaus gives gifts to the "children"  (Okay Heidi, I know you are only 6).  His helper is Piet and there are many of them running around Holland right now.   Sint comes from Spain in a boat then gets on his white house to ride through Holland.  Hope you were all good this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TPqSSbC5iNI/AAAAAAAADjY/OZxeIVuG_QA/s1600/DSC03052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TPqSSbC5iNI/AAAAAAAADjY/OZxeIVuG_QA/s400/DSC03052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546906736255404242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were out shopping and along came a Piet band.  Heidi got two Piets to stop to take a picture with me.  They have little cookies in the bags and hand them out to the children wherever they go.   They all look like they are having fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-3852430263021856621?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3852430263021856621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=3852430263021856621' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3852430263021856621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3852430263021856621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-sinterklaus-day.html' title='HAPPY SINTERKLAUS DAY'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TPqVVZypuMI/AAAAAAAADjo/Xk8PfKXZssw/s72-c/farmville%2Bat%2BChristmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-7408009747210873916</id><published>2010-11-24T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T23:46:40.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More of Holland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TO18OjHDoNI/AAAAAAAADio/O7jpifl2Jcs/s1600/DSC02987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TO18OjHDoNI/AAAAAAAADio/O7jpifl2Jcs/s400/DSC02987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543223305747800274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heidi and me heading to downtown Amersfoort.  This was last week, since then, we went to Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TO177xU8GsI/AAAAAAAADig/GoDdwZkNb9c/s1600/DSC02990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TO177xU8GsI/AAAAAAAADig/GoDdwZkNb9c/s400/DSC02990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543222983146609346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is an old walled city.  Notice the cobblestones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TO17XZiITXI/AAAAAAAADiQ/QF3cSWbpkL8/s1600/DSC02983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TO17XZiITXI/AAAAAAAADiQ/QF3cSWbpkL8/s400/DSC02983.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543222358284193138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This building is made of containers from ships.   They are apartments now.  Want to find your bicycle.   This is nothing, you should see them at the train station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TO17GrB6dBI/AAAAAAAADiI/8FoyTlIcgkY/s1600/DSC02981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TO17GrB6dBI/AAAAAAAADiI/8FoyTlIcgkY/s400/DSC02981.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543222070923129874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a closer view of the container apartments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-7408009747210873916?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7408009747210873916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=7408009747210873916' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7408009747210873916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7408009747210873916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/n.html' title='More of Holland'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TO18OjHDoNI/AAAAAAAADio/O7jpifl2Jcs/s72-c/DSC02987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-912311080703302531</id><published>2010-11-13T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T11:26:57.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SINTERKLAUS AND PIET ARRIVED IN HOLLAND TODAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TN7g0bYE6hI/AAAAAAAADiA/VwnLg_ZxQHQ/s1600/DSC02991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TN7g0bYE6hI/AAAAAAAADiA/VwnLg_ZxQHQ/s400/DSC02991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539111783018850834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, we went in to the city center and shopped for awhile and had lunch.  These buildings became famous in an Anton Pieck painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TN7giFIiDcI/AAAAAAAADh4/g5HGUERI9k4/s1600/DSC02992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TN7giFIiDcI/AAAAAAAADh4/g5HGUERI9k4/s400/DSC02992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539111467810426306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I bought a little Sint gift for Heidi and she was checking it out on the down escalator.  We  had lunch in this store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TN7gPIy_KXI/AAAAAAAADhw/_jH6nKtautk/s1600/DSC02985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TN7gPIy_KXI/AAAAAAAADhw/_jH6nKtautk/s400/DSC02985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539111142376286578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As we were getting ready to leave the city, we heard that Sint was coming.  No, not by train, but by boat on the canal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TN7flAWOzxI/AAAAAAAADho/arIXFqqX2nA/s1600/DSC03005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TN7flAWOzxI/AAAAAAAADho/arIXFqqX2nA/s400/DSC03005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539110418553687826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Piet comes on a few boats leading the one with Sint on it.  Sint comes from Spain&lt;br /&gt;and rides his white horse when he leaves the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TN7fNdJQ-gI/AAAAAAAADhg/v-wZTPA3I2Y/s1600/DSC03001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TN7fNdJQ-gI/AAAAAAAADhg/v-wZTPA3I2Y/s400/DSC03001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539110013967071746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is said if the children are bad, they will get the roe (like an old style broom) and put into a sack and taken to spain if you are really bad.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TN7e5QKMjSI/AAAAAAAADhY/94PGZDImlpU/s1600/DSC03004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TN7e5QKMjSI/AAAAAAAADhY/94PGZDImlpU/s400/DSC03004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539109666883931426" border="0" /&gt;This Piet was hanging from the rigging on the way in.  The Piets all run around give the children little ginger cookies called Peppernoten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-912311080703302531?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/912311080703302531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=912311080703302531' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/912311080703302531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/912311080703302531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/siner.html' title='SINTERKLAUS AND PIET ARRIVED IN HOLLAND TODAY'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TN7g0bYE6hI/AAAAAAAADiA/VwnLg_ZxQHQ/s72-c/DSC02991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-4208962220127030691</id><published>2010-11-03T05:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T06:04:13.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OFF TO VISIT HEIDI AND JOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TNFbyiV-ulI/AAAAAAAADhQ/IAo0QsvSCUU/s1600/UNITED-AIRLINES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TNFbyiV-ulI/AAAAAAAADhQ/IAo0QsvSCUU/s400/UNITED-AIRLINES.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535306340785633874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On Friday, I will be traveling to Holland via Washington DC on United Airlines.  I hope the flight is as good as it sounds.   My travel time is not bad at all.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I arrive very early Sat. morning which will be right after midnight for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TNFbrsXh0LI/AAAAAAAADhI/ZhqypHxGBRE/s1600/heidi%27s+front+door.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TNFbrsXh0LI/AAAAAAAADhI/ZhqypHxGBRE/s400/heidi%27s+front+door.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535306223217397938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It says welcome in front of the new front door they added to their new house.  You can visit Heidi's blog to see all the trials they have gone through.  She posted on her Cranberry Cronicle.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can click on it from my friends list.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TNFbi4USL7I/AAAAAAAADhA/Ze9JVndz6t0/s1600/Woudzoom2front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TNFbi4USL7I/AAAAAAAADhA/Ze9JVndz6t0/s400/Woudzoom2front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535306071806193586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the front of the house.  They have a beautiful backyard area and Heidi has&lt;br /&gt;a wall of windows and a door leading out to it from her quilt studio.  The light will be great to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TNFba9UhEkI/AAAAAAAADg4/ZPd2_cZwPkI/s1600/dagi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TNFba9UhEkI/AAAAAAAADg4/ZPd2_cZwPkI/s400/dagi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535305935710392898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is my little Grandkitty who is missing his (my) bed to relax on.  It has already been moved to the other house.  At least he still has Heidi and Jos's bed&lt;br /&gt;to sleep on while they are off working, and boy have they ever been working.  I look&lt;br /&gt;forward to seeing the new home.  My suitcase, and yes only one plus a carry on is zipped and ready.  See you soon Heidi, Jos and Dagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-4208962220127030691?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4208962220127030691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=4208962220127030691' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4208962220127030691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4208962220127030691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/off-to-visit-heidi-and-jos.html' title='OFF TO VISIT HEIDI AND JOS'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TNFbyiV-ulI/AAAAAAAADhQ/IAo0QsvSCUU/s72-c/UNITED-AIRLINES.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-441165862593541473</id><published>2010-10-24T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T10:22:45.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WAITING PATIENTLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TMRp2u7ZDzI/AAAAAAAADgw/_9-j_OMimXA/s1600/Haali+getting+the+horse+ready.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TMRp2u7ZDzI/AAAAAAAADgw/_9-j_OMimXA/s400/Haali+getting+the+horse+ready.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531662631348801330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yep, Zoe is waiting, and that is Haali back there getting her horse ready to ride.  Haali volunteers are the stable on post, and got permission for Zoe to ride the trail without her parent along.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TMRoPQcxNwI/AAAAAAAADgo/MT7jE1z5krY/s1600/Zoe+ready+to+ride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TMRoPQcxNwI/AAAAAAAADgo/MT7jE1z5krY/s400/Zoe+ready+to+ride.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531660853640771330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ready to go Haali and thank you.   Zoe reallllllllllllly loves Haali and Mitchell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TMRoHJGgi-I/AAAAAAAADgg/LmTMyd5bMBI/s1600/Zoe+riding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TMRoHJGgi-I/AAAAAAAADgg/LmTMyd5bMBI/s400/Zoe+riding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531660714229402594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haali leads the way, and off we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TMRn9eNOusI/AAAAAAAADgY/miqZCIzYKlA/s1600/On+the+trail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TMRn9eNOusI/AAAAAAAADgY/miqZCIzYKlA/s400/On+the+trail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531660548096047810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On another trail ride, the Hale family is going out.  Needless to say, Kristy is taking the pictures so can't see her.  Your new boots look nice Haali.  Bet you had fun with the Haunted Trail Ride yesterday too.  Hope you took pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-441165862593541473?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/441165862593541473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=441165862593541473' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/441165862593541473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/441165862593541473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/10/waiting-patiently.html' title='WAITING PATIENTLY'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TMRp2u7ZDzI/AAAAAAAADgw/_9-j_OMimXA/s72-c/Haali+getting+the+horse+ready.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-641444557621751362</id><published>2010-10-17T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T08:03:29.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FALL IN OHIO AND MORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TLsOlP8KrlI/AAAAAAAADgA/Fgxh57PrRnw/s1600/zoe+at+aunt+kristys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TLsOlP8KrlI/AAAAAAAADgA/Fgxh57PrRnw/s400/zoe+at+aunt+kristys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529029000624254546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zoe just got to spend the week at her Aunt Kristy's house.  The pumpkins behind her are the ones they bought for each of the kids to carve.  It looked like they had fun.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TLsOdoLmfrI/AAAAAAAADf4/K0pa1M1nRBw/s1600/fall_colors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TLsOdoLmfrI/AAAAAAAADf4/K0pa1M1nRBw/s400/fall_colors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529028869692489394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ohio is putting on her beautiful show of color right now.  I didn't take this one though.  I love looking at the trees right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TLsOJFrQZwI/AAAAAAAADfw/ZhCmJbKrxSE/s1600/Ohio+hayfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TLsOJFrQZwI/AAAAAAAADfw/ZhCmJbKrxSE/s400/Ohio+hayfield.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529028516832634626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Amish work their farms with horses, not tractors.  This is the way they put the corn in the fields as they harvest it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TLsOAVe_3rI/AAAAAAAADfo/mRGmQKVlZfg/s1600/amish+horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TLsOAVe_3rI/AAAAAAAADfo/mRGmQKVlZfg/s400/amish+horse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529028366457364146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They have all different types of wagons they use in the farm chores.  Sometimes they have four to six horses on one wagon.  They are great to see.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love their quiet way of life.  They work very hard and earn much respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-641444557621751362?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/641444557621751362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=641444557621751362' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/641444557621751362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/641444557621751362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-in-ohio-and-more.html' title='FALL IN OHIO AND MORE'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TLsOlP8KrlI/AAAAAAAADgA/Fgxh57PrRnw/s72-c/zoe+at+aunt+kristys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-1133084879316967395</id><published>2010-10-09T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T12:04:00.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN FROM MY FARM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TLC8BvAzrvI/AAAAAAAADfg/pV1t9xYLrUM/s1600/Farmville+Happy+Halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TLC8BvAzrvI/AAAAAAAADfg/pV1t9xYLrUM/s400/Farmville+Happy+Halloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526123480769343218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Farmville, we just got to build a Haunted House.  We are going to receive a basket or Pumpkin, to save candy in.  The candy then lets us buy things.  We get&lt;br /&gt;Gnomes for different occasions on the farm, so I have them coming to the house for treats, or maybe not, whooooooooooooo knows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-1133084879316967395?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1133084879316967395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=1133084879316967395' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/1133084879316967395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/1133084879316967395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween-from-my-farm.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN FROM MY FARM'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TLC8BvAzrvI/AAAAAAAADfg/pV1t9xYLrUM/s72-c/Farmville+Happy+Halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-6862675786930536651</id><published>2010-09-18T07:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T07:59:32.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A WONDERFUL TRIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TJTSFRRIbBI/AAAAAAAADfY/ZROz1vf3R6s/s1600/tomb-okcorral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TJTSFRRIbBI/AAAAAAAADfY/ZROz1vf3R6s/s400/tomb-okcorral.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518266431412136978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bill, Eric, Becky and I went to Arizona to visit my Grandchildren at Ft. Huachuca Army Post.  We had a great week and Kristy, who is a photographer, took our family pictures with a mountain background.  Four generations. &lt;br /&gt;This is the OK Corral in Tombstone.  I love that town.  They still have the wooden sidewalks.  I never get tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TJTR-DWnOnI/AAAAAAAADfQ/byPEOTW-lDI/s1600/tomb-lestermoore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 389px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TJTR-DWnOnI/AAAAAAAADfQ/byPEOTW-lDI/s400/tomb-lestermoore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518266307417946738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is one of the tombstones in the Boothill Cemetary.  There is a ton of history here and also at the Army Museum on Post.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TJTR4sutClI/AAAAAAAADfI/66IxQjPIWmQ/s1600/tomb-stage-at.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TJTR4sutClI/AAAAAAAADfI/66IxQjPIWmQ/s400/tomb-stage-at.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518266215445629522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More of Tombstone.  You can get rides on the stage.  They don't let cars on this road now, so this must have been taken awhile ago.  We ate lunch at Big Nose Kates.  Eric used to go there with Fawn, so it was memory time for him. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Kristy and Mitch for a fun week.  That is what memories are made of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-6862675786930536651?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6862675786930536651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=6862675786930536651' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6862675786930536651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6862675786930536651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/09/wonderful-trip.html' title='A WONDERFUL TRIP'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TJTSFRRIbBI/AAAAAAAADfY/ZROz1vf3R6s/s72-c/tomb-okcorral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-6450602280027568564</id><published>2010-09-01T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T15:59:30.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TH7YAUbGjUI/AAAAAAAADe4/oh2xuduBiOk/s1600/DSC02173-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TH7YAUbGjUI/AAAAAAAADe4/oh2xuduBiOk/s400/DSC02173-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512080493942050114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am a couple days early with these birthday wishes, but since Heidi and Jos go to the cottage on weekends, I wanted to wish him an early Happy Birthday.  He never&lt;br /&gt;wants his picture on the computer, and since he won't play (or let Heidi play) Farmville with us, he just has to show off the real cows he found.&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful birthday on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you played Farmville, you could have several cow barns and store many cows.  "Won't you be our neighbor"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-6450602280027568564?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6450602280027568564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=6450602280027568564' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6450602280027568564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6450602280027568564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-jos.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOS'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TH7YAUbGjUI/AAAAAAAADe4/oh2xuduBiOk/s72-c/DSC02173-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-7946147214628402643</id><published>2010-08-27T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T11:48:22.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEET MY SQUAW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/THgH9PxvFoI/AAAAAAAADeg/WKvvZDw7JmI/s1600/Squaw+complete+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/THgH9PxvFoI/AAAAAAAADeg/WKvvZDw7JmI/s400/Squaw+complete+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510162892876355202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay, here she is, complete.  Now, I have to decide just what I want to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;In the book, she is on the top of a basket.  I think I am going to see if I can find a  round frame.  I am excited she is finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-7946147214628402643?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7946147214628402643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=7946147214628402643' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7946147214628402643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7946147214628402643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/08/meet-my-squaw.html' title='MEET MY SQUAW'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/THgH9PxvFoI/AAAAAAAADeg/WKvvZDw7JmI/s72-c/Squaw+complete+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-8051217276613068003</id><published>2010-08-22T08:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T09:09:49.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEWING, READING AND STITCHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/THFKNnzxpVI/AAAAAAAADeY/iJ8X7jANSeo/s1600/blogging+pic+of+Indian+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/THFKNnzxpVI/AAAAAAAADeY/iJ8X7jANSeo/s400/blogging+pic+of+Indian+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508265417135727954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Indian Squaw is coming along now.  I am doing the border around her.  If I spent more time stitching it would be finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/THFKFVfOfkI/AAAAAAAADeQ/5ZRTgjY2phk/s1600/blogging+pic+of+Indian+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/THFKFVfOfkI/AAAAAAAADeQ/5ZRTgjY2phk/s400/blogging+pic+of+Indian+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508265274778746434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is one reason I am not stitching, I am addicted to reading.  This is the latest book I bought, but I just finished two others and I am half way through one now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/THFJ9UhtkDI/AAAAAAAADeI/KyFOLiTu80k/s1600/blogging+pic+of+Indian+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/THFJ9UhtkDI/AAAAAAAADeI/KyFOLiTu80k/s400/blogging+pic+of+Indian+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508265137081782322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am also now back to sewing.  I have this project to do, then I will be finished.  This is a shirt forrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/THFJwFFq9FI/AAAAAAAADeA/aTUEDRk0yIM/s1600/.Zoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/THFJwFFq9FI/AAAAAAAADeA/aTUEDRk0yIM/s400/.Zoe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508264909599339602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yep, Zoe.  Her birthday was this month, and I sent a card telling her we would have an Ohio birthday party for her when we get there.  Her Uncle Bill, Uncle Eric,&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Becky and I will be flying to Arizona the beginning of September.  She turned eight and I can't wait to hug her.  I finished one skirt and a pair of capri pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-8051217276613068003?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8051217276613068003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=8051217276613068003' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8051217276613068003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8051217276613068003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/08/sewing-reading-and-stitching.html' title='SEWING, READING AND STITCHING'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/THFKNnzxpVI/AAAAAAAADeY/iJ8X7jANSeo/s72-c/blogging+pic+of+Indian+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-5267940861041676253</id><published>2010-08-15T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T08:14:30.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN IN KENTUCKY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TGgBbDdM4xI/AAAAAAAADdw/YADQlPWgQeo/s1600/holidayhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TGgBbDdM4xI/AAAAAAAADdw/YADQlPWgQeo/s400/holidayhouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505652108756312850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The highlight of my visit to Kentucky, was a trip to the Rosemary Clooney house in&lt;br /&gt;Maysville.  I called Eric while I was inside and said "Guess where I am"?   When I told him, he said "hey, without me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TGgBVvYjt-I/AAAAAAAADdo/Iuu4l0JFLRQ/s1600/rosemaryonlosers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TGgBVvYjt-I/AAAAAAAADdo/Iuu4l0JFLRQ/s400/rosemaryonlosers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505652017468782562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I bought him a top hits CD.  My son loves the old artist that he grew up listening to.&lt;br /&gt;My kids all knew the words and music to the old songs, and still do.  They usually know who they are listening to without the announcer telling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TGgBO6e8JBI/AAAAAAAADdg/TfxCt66KSoo/s1600/wcbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TGgBO6e8JBI/AAAAAAAADdg/TfxCt66KSoo/s400/wcbook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505651900189254674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These dresses were in the museum.  You could buy this DVD, but it was $20.  I think I could buy it anyplace cheaper.  I could have the CD too, but it helps the upkeep on the house.&lt;br /&gt;The Stephen Foster show was very good, but I have never been so hot and sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;It was almost 100 degrees and it started at 8:30PM.  The costumes were very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;The Days Inn we stayed at left much to be desired, and I wrote to them to tell them.  The pool was green, and the hot tub was empty and all black.  I know Days&lt;br /&gt;Inn is not the top of the line, but the standards are better than this one in Bardstown.  At least, the rooms were clean.  The owner lived in the unit next to ours and they had a full size stove in the room. They left the door open a lot and you could see right into the not very clean room.   Not exactly what you would expect in the center of a Motel unit.  Our friends booked it right through the Motel, so you&lt;br /&gt;could not cancel without paying $25 per room.  This also is not the Days Inn policy.  Hope they check it out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-5267940861041676253?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5267940861041676253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=5267940861041676253' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5267940861041676253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5267940861041676253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/08/fun-in-kentucky.html' title='FUN IN KENTUCKY'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TGgBbDdM4xI/AAAAAAAADdw/YADQlPWgQeo/s72-c/holidayhouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-7791343443022729477</id><published>2010-08-11T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T15:53:26.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOING TO KENTUCKY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TGMnjHzGZMI/AAAAAAAADdI/OGK70LfnX2U/s1600/2010Composite-musicalPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TGMnjHzGZMI/AAAAAAAADdI/OGK70LfnX2U/s400/2010Composite-musicalPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504286653919159490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are going for a three day trip to Kentucky to see a production of Stephen Foster Music.  It is performed outside if the weather permits.  It should be a fun&lt;br /&gt;time with our friends and George's brother is going also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="height: 100%;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 729px; height: 100%; background: url(&amp;quot;images/b_tall.jpg&amp;quot;) repeat-y scroll left center transparent;"&gt;&lt;table style="height: 100%; background: url(&amp;quot;images/b_top.jpg&amp;quot;) no-repeat scroll left top transparent;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 100%; height: 100%; background: url(&amp;quot;images/b_bottom.jpg&amp;quot;) no-repeat scroll left bottom transparent;"&gt;&lt;table style="height: 100%;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 644px; height: 100%;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;div class="about_frame"&gt;       &lt;v:edit id="3"&gt;&lt;span class="price_txt"&gt;Stephen Collins Foster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Natives of Kentucky as well as visitors to the Bluegrass State share  a common twinge of pride when they hear those first notes signaling the  playing of "My Old Kentucky Home." Stephen Collins Foster wrote the  song that has become Kentucky's anthem more than 100 years ago,  capturing the spirit of hospitality that is the trademark of the South.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Born July 4, 1826 in Pittsburgh, Foster wrote more than 200 songs,  from spirited minstrel show numbers to beautiful ballads. The ninth  child of William Barcley and Eliza Tomlinson Foster, he began writing  songs at an early age. He attended Jefferson College in Canonsburg, Pa.,  briefly, but left because of home sickness. Because the career of a  songwriter was not all together acceptable in Foster's day, his parents  encouraged him to enter business. Foster worked as a bookkeeper for his  brother, Dunning, in Cincinnati for a time, and possibly gained  inspiration at the Cincinnati waterfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Oh Susanna," which became the theme song of the Forty-Niners bound  for the California gold fields, was published in 1848. Foster returned  to Pittsburgh in 1850, and embarked on a prolific, but stormy, career as  a songwriter. A cousin of the Rowan family of Bardstown, it is said  that Foster was inspired to write "My Old Kentucky Home" when visiting  Federal Hill, the Rowan plantation, in 1852.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Although he lived most of his life in Pittsburgh, Foster wrote  lovingly and knowingly about the South. It is documented that Foster  visited New Orleans in 1852. He is the only songwriter to have two of  his works chosen as state songs. In addition to "My Old Kentucky Home,"  Foster's "Old Folks At Home" is the state song of Florida. Incidentally,  he wrote the song about life on the Suwannee River without ever having  seen that river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The years from 1850 to 1855 marked the most successful period in  Foster's life. During this time, he produced some of his most famous  works and enjoyed worldwide recognition. Foster is buried in the  Allegheny Cemetery at Pittsburgh, where his grave is frequently visited  by lovers of his songs. There is also a Stephen Foster Memorial at the  University of Pittsburgh.&lt;/v:edit&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table ve="5" border="0" cellpadding="10" cellspacing="0" width="400"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td background="images/boxBG-top.jpg"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td background="images/boxBG.jpg"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="txt3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stephenfoster.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Stephen Foster Story 52nd Season&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.O. Box 546, Bardstown, KY 40004,&lt;span class="skype_pnh_print_container"&gt;(502) 348-5971&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" class="skype_pnh_container"&gt;&lt;span class="skype_pnh_mark"&gt; begin_of_the_skype_highlighting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" title="Call this phone number in United States of America with Skype: +15023485971" class="skype_pnh_highlighting_inactive_common"&gt;&lt;span skypeaction="skype_dropdown" class="skype_pnh_left_span"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span skypeaction="skype_dropdown" title="Skype actions" class="skype_pnh_dropart_span"&gt;&lt;span skypeaction="skype_dropdown" style="background-position: -4499px 1px ! important;" class="skype_pnh_dropart_flag_span"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="skype_pnh_textarea_span"&gt;&lt;span class="skype_pnh_text_span"&gt;  (502) 348-5971&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="skype_pnh_right_span"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="skype_pnh_mark"&gt;end_of_the_skype_highlighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;span class="skype_pnh_print_container"&gt;1-800-626-1563&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" class="skype_pnh_container"&gt;&lt;span class="skype_pnh_mark"&gt; begin_of_the_skype_highlighting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" title="Call this phone number in United States of America with Skype: +18006261563" class="skype_pnh_highlighting_inactive_common"&gt;&lt;span skypeaction="skype_dropdown" class="skype_pnh_left_span"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span skypeaction="skype_dropdown" title="Skype actions" class="skype_pnh_dropart_span"&gt;&lt;span skypeaction="skype_dropdown" style="background-position: -4499px 1px ! important;" class="skype_pnh_dropart_flag_span"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="skype_pnh_textarea_span"&gt;&lt;span class="skype_pnh_text_span"&gt;  1-800-626-1563&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="skype_pnh_right_span"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="skype_pnh_mark"&gt;end_of_the_skype_highlighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stephenfoster.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Stephen Foster - The Musical" src="http://www.visitbardstown.com/tourism/images/attractions/sf-july4th.jpg" align="right" vspace="5" width="150" height="179" hspace="5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Go  back in time to the 1850's with The Stephen Foster Story. Nestled in My  Old Kentucky Home State Park, where music fills the air and lights  shimmer from the trees, you will enjoy songs like Oh! Susanna, Camptown  Races, Beautiful Dreamer, and My Old Kentucky Home. The Stephen Foster  Story will delight the whole family with spectacular period costumes,  lively choreography, and more than 50 heartwarming melodies of Stephen  Collins Foster, America's first great composer. Come and experience an  evening under a blanket of starlight in our new State-of-the-Art  amphitheatre with The Stephen Foster Story! &lt;a href="http://www.stephenfoster.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.stephenfoster.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td background="images/boxBG-bottom.jpg" height="28"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td background="images/boxBG-top.jpg"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td background="images/boxBG.jpg"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="txt3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stephenfoster.com/july4.htm" target="_blank"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stephenfoster.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td background="images/boxBG-bottom.jpg" height="28"&gt; 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&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td background="images/boxBG-bottom.jpg" height="28"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="txt3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;               &lt;!-- InstanceEndEditable --&gt;&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;             &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;            &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td style="width: auto; height: 100%;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.visitbardstown.com/tourism/images/spacer.gif" alt="" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;       &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;      &lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td style="width: auto; height: 100%;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.visitbardstown.com/tourism/images/spacer.gif" alt="" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span class="footer"&gt;    &lt;v:edit id="f1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.visitbardstown.com/tourism/index.html"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/v:edit&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-7791343443022729477?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7791343443022729477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=7791343443022729477' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7791343443022729477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7791343443022729477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/08/going-to-kentucky.html' title='GOING TO KENTUCKY'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TGMnjHzGZMI/AAAAAAAADdI/OGK70LfnX2U/s72-c/2010Composite-musicalPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-426476408192530438</id><published>2010-08-07T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T08:41:36.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I JUST CANNOT STOP READING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TF19EZ06U4I/AAAAAAAADdA/7PBzpRlj5yc/s1600/books+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TF19EZ06U4I/AAAAAAAADdA/7PBzpRlj5yc/s400/books+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502691834322375554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a new author for me.  My niece gave me these books to read, and one more I already gave back.  I will be getting more, she writes like Debbie Macomber.  Easy to read, and very good stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TF18572WyZI/AAAAAAAADc4/r7q_UXemZjs/s1600/books+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TF18572WyZI/AAAAAAAADc4/r7q_UXemZjs/s400/books+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502691654476679570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two more from Debbie and both oh so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TF18wmZguaI/AAAAAAAADcw/7kV5blBeHjs/s1600/books+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TF18wmZguaI/AAAAAAAADcw/7kV5blBeHjs/s400/books+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502691494099728802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look Heidi, another one of our series.  I wish I could remember where I put all of the other ones I have for you.  Hummmmmmmmmmmm.  Maybe it is a mystery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TF18l8BiRrI/AAAAAAAADco/J94C24ehAEY/s1600/books+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TF18l8BiRrI/AAAAAAAADco/J94C24ehAEY/s400/books+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502691310926186162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is one I am reading now, I have read everyone in this series.  This is also Nora Roberts.  I have many more books waiting for me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes Heidi, I am still working on my Indian Lady also.  I do that when I am watching TV.  Not to often.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-426476408192530438?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/426476408192530438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=426476408192530438' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/426476408192530438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/426476408192530438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-just-cannot-stop-reading.html' title='I JUST CANNOT STOP READING'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TF19EZ06U4I/AAAAAAAADdA/7PBzpRlj5yc/s72-c/books+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-4796705935194264367</id><published>2010-08-04T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T09:31:32.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UP UP AND AWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmUbsUheUI/AAAAAAAADcg/gufnkhT7UCg/s1600/Balloons+2010+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmUbsUheUI/AAAAAAAADcg/gufnkhT7UCg/s400/Balloons+2010+030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501591623284390210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actually, this Lady Bug  is thinking about landing, he already had his flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmURgUkKBI/AAAAAAAADcY/zMvp6OZcdks/s1600/Balloons+2010+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmURgUkKBI/AAAAAAAADcY/zMvp6OZcdks/s400/Balloons+2010+018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501591448264648722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This clown just would not turn around to have his picture taken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmUIqDaihI/AAAAAAAADcQ/2G7wxZ3dM8c/s1600/Balloons+2010+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmUIqDaihI/AAAAAAAADcQ/2G7wxZ3dM8c/s400/Balloons+2010+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501591296258247186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This little piggy went to market, well maybe not, just flew away instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmT-8CouTI/AAAAAAAADcI/qidCvLwUjIo/s1600/Balloons+2010+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmT-8CouTI/AAAAAAAADcI/qidCvLwUjIo/s400/Balloons+2010+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501591129288128818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birtday 50th, to Stark College.  Bill had his first college degree from there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmTwF36iAI/AAAAAAAADcA/1pmDnO5xNyo/s1600/Balloons+2010+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmTwF36iAI/AAAAAAAADcA/1pmDnO5xNyo/s400/Balloons+2010+048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501590874229475330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We lucked out, on the way to breakfast and found the launch sight.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmTkPxToVI/AAAAAAAADb4/W2M19Xg3qUg/s1600/Balloons+2010+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmTkPxToVI/AAAAAAAADb4/W2M19Xg3qUg/s400/Balloons+2010+036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501590670727684434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, this is really up close and personal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmTWuqJgxI/AAAAAAAADbw/1U1DsyEkPCg/s1600/Balloons+2010+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmTWuqJgxI/AAAAAAAADbw/1U1DsyEkPCg/s400/Balloons+2010+037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501590438500991762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, it did not fall over, just getting ready to launch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmTN22OFpI/AAAAAAAADbo/ykW0gVsCwUQ/s1600/Balloons+2010+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmTN22OFpI/AAAAAAAADbo/ykW0gVsCwUQ/s400/Balloons+2010+054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501590286080284306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here they go, this year the weather was great and they launched all five times.  This is my favorite part of the Hall of Fame fun.  It is still going on full force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-4796705935194264367?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4796705935194264367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=4796705935194264367' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4796705935194264367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4796705935194264367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/08/up-up-and-away.html' title='UP UP AND AWAY'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFmUbsUheUI/AAAAAAAADcg/gufnkhT7UCg/s72-c/Balloons+2010+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-1010526845283399418</id><published>2010-07-30T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T06:48:33.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HALL OF FAME TIME AGAIN IN CANTON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFLWfrxcbLI/AAAAAAAADbg/QxTsOlCVVRQ/s1600/HOF_Prep_700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFLWfrxcbLI/AAAAAAAADbg/QxTsOlCVVRQ/s400/HOF_Prep_700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499693934787194034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It  is so hard to believe another year has gone by, and it is Hall of Fame time again.&lt;br /&gt;Our city gets very busy this time of year and all the hotel rooms are filled.  It seems every year at this time there is road work being done.  I think this is the best it has been for many years.  This is it, The Pro Football Hall of Fame.  I was never in it until they did a Senior day and we got in free.   I am not very into football.  We pass it everyday.  We live very close by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFLWY_p3VMI/AAAAAAAADbY/PpCN4X52Iv0/s1600/800px-Hall_Fame_Air.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFLWY_p3VMI/AAAAAAAADbY/PpCN4X52Iv0/s400/800px-Hall_Fame_Air.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499693819865027778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the stadium where the game is played every year and televised everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;My kid's Dad played here when he was in High School.   All of the High School games for the city schools are played here.  It is a really nice stadium. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFLWQsXajAI/AAAAAAAADbQ/pSsoGaQV-Mw/s1600/Rice_Notes_Quotes_630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFLWQsXajAI/AAAAAAAADbQ/pSsoGaQV-Mw/s400/Rice_Notes_Quotes_630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499693677248416770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These are two of the 2010 inductees.  You might recognize them from Dancing With the Stars.  Jerry Rice and Emmett Smith.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFLWKmBp6dI/AAAAAAAADbI/4E0MOg_QlaI/s1600/Smith_Emmitt_Notes_Quotes-630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFLWKmBp6dI/AAAAAAAADbI/4E0MOg_QlaI/s400/Smith_Emmitt_Notes_Quotes-630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499693572467321298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This morning we saw the first balloon lift off.  I forgot my camera.  They go again tonight, tomorrow twice and Sunday morning weather permitting.  Maybe tonight I will remember my camera.  The weather does not sound good for tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-1010526845283399418?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1010526845283399418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=1010526845283399418' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/1010526845283399418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/1010526845283399418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/hall-of-fame-time-again-in-canton.html' title='HALL OF FAME TIME AGAIN IN CANTON'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TFLWfrxcbLI/AAAAAAAADbg/QxTsOlCVVRQ/s72-c/HOF_Prep_700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-3210667468268572929</id><published>2010-07-20T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T07:22:56.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOKS ARE FUN AND MAKING PROGRESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TEWwMXEsvQI/AAAAAAAADbA/INyB6ov0ydU/s1600/Indian+and+book+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TEWwMXEsvQI/AAAAAAAADbA/INyB6ov0ydU/s400/Indian+and+book+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495992646674201858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the third book I am reading this month.  I finished two stories in a book of three, and the number 14 of Janet Evonovich books.  They are so funny.  Stephanie Plum, the character is always in trouble.  They really do make you laugh.  Every one gets better.  I buy all Catherine Coulter books as soon as they are out in paperback.  Love the characters in her books also.    I'm about half way through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TEWwE3hP0EI/AAAAAAAADa4/nqpNV_KrRDU/s1600/Indian+and+book+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TEWwE3hP0EI/AAAAAAAADa4/nqpNV_KrRDU/s400/Indian+and+book+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495992517944922178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My squaw is coming right along.  It seems way easier to follow than the Warrior was.  Not sure why that is.  Happy stitching and reading to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;Today is Mamogram day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-3210667468268572929?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3210667468268572929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=3210667468268572929' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3210667468268572929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3210667468268572929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/books-are-fun-and-making-progress.html' title='BOOKS ARE FUN AND MAKING PROGRESS'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TEWwMXEsvQI/AAAAAAAADbA/INyB6ov0ydU/s72-c/Indian+and+book+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-7820250545949249956</id><published>2010-07-14T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T09:29:37.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A FINISH AND A START</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TD3j5mFEO3I/AAAAAAAADaw/kbsbHpu48Is/s1600/a+house+and+an+indian+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TD3j5mFEO3I/AAAAAAAADaw/kbsbHpu48Is/s400/a+house+and+an+indian+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493797699075718002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, Heidi received her package with this picture in it so I will post it now.  She has it framed already, so she will be showing that I think, on her blog.  This is a free design from Gazette 94.  You can click on her blog from my friends list.  I thank her for sharing her design.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The way I took the picture, it looks like a crooked tree, it is straight, I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TD3jwYiD_PI/AAAAAAAADao/yDBZZE79Suw/s1600/a+house+and+an+indian+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TD3jwYiD_PI/AAAAAAAADao/yDBZZE79Suw/s400/a+house+and+an+indian+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493797540820417778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When looking through the book I bought on Indians, I found this one.  How I missed it at first, I don't know.  They use it on top of a basket, padded.  It looks really nice that way.  I put it on big enough cloth to do that if I want to.  I still plan to make the lady standing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TD3jmjFU05I/AAAAAAAADag/YLBE5i95-ro/s1600/a+house+and+an+indian+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TD3jmjFU05I/AAAAAAAADag/YLBE5i95-ro/s400/a+house+and+an+indian+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493797371853984658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is how far I got so far.  I love doing these Indian blankets.  They are fun.  Hope you are having fun stitching too.  My Daughter in Law, Becky is going to town.  She is on her fourth picture now, this time it is Horses.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-7820250545949249956?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7820250545949249956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=7820250545949249956' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7820250545949249956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7820250545949249956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/finish-and-start.html' title='A FINISH AND A START'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TD3j5mFEO3I/AAAAAAAADaw/kbsbHpu48Is/s72-c/a+house+and+an+indian+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-166903490651412395</id><published>2010-07-05T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T07:34:08.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TALL SHIPS IN LOCK 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TDKIZuQqMII/AAAAAAAADZw/DTIAyLBFFV0/s1600/tall+ships+2010+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TDKIZuQqMII/AAAAAAAADZw/DTIAyLBFFV0/s400/tall+ships+2010+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490600871214067842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are at Lock 7, one of our favorite places.  The tall ships left Toronto today on the way to Cleveland, Ohio.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TDKIKAXoIXI/AAAAAAAADZg/UN5GirTATKc/s1600/tall+ships+2010+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TDKIKAXoIXI/AAAAAAAADZg/UN5GirTATKc/s400/tall+ships+2010+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490600601197224306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the past, we have gone to Cleveland to see the tall ships, but this view from the balcony really cannot be beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TDKIDRoWSlI/AAAAAAAADZY/lzzIBCa9WUk/s1600/tall+ships+2010+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TDKIDRoWSlI/AAAAAAAADZY/lzzIBCa9WUk/s400/tall+ships+2010+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490600485571676754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This one is just entering the lock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TDKH7qRmsHI/AAAAAAAADZQ/sgTBakK0d2Y/s1600/tall+ships+2010+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TDKH7qRmsHI/AAAAAAAADZQ/sgTBakK0d2Y/s400/tall+ships+2010+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490600354748215410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was 90 degrees today, but we just went on the balcony when they were up and ready to exit the lock.  This one was flying the Dutch flag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TDKH09yK2BI/AAAAAAAADZI/bTkeMlGyZGA/s1600/tall+ships+2010+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TDKH09yK2BI/AAAAAAAADZI/bTkeMlGyZGA/s400/tall+ships+2010+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490600239725991954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The one looked oriental, but it was the Pride of Baltimore.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TDKHun69CdI/AAAAAAAADZA/m-Ap53kS-tE/s1600/tall+ships+2010+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TDKHun69CdI/AAAAAAAADZA/m-Ap53kS-tE/s400/tall+ships+2010+023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490600130778040786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The lock is now back to normal and even as I write this, there is a commercial in the lock waiting to be raised.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks George for taking the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for finding what I wanted for my new header Heidi.  I was looking for Anna Maria from  Tom Kitten, never saw this one before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-166903490651412395?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/166903490651412395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=166903490651412395' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/166903490651412395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/166903490651412395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/tall-ships-in-lock-7.html' title='TALL SHIPS IN LOCK 7'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TDKIZuQqMII/AAAAAAAADZw/DTIAyLBFFV0/s72-c/tall+ships+2010+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-2170190613443530393</id><published>2010-07-03T10:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T10:17:38.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TC9wPygLskI/AAAAAAAADY4/SgAZEEmucko/s1600/Lady+Liberty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TC9wPygLskI/AAAAAAAADY4/SgAZEEmucko/s400/Lady+Liberty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489729887345029698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Fourth of  July to all my American Blogging friends.  I am certainly proud to be an American.  Lee Greenwood says it all in his famous song.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks Kristy for the photo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-2170190613443530393?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2170190613443530393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=2170190613443530393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2170190613443530393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2170190613443530393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-america.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TC9wPygLskI/AAAAAAAADY4/SgAZEEmucko/s72-c/Lady+Liberty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-9134924623288252235</id><published>2010-06-29T06:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T06:24:03.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY PROJECT AND NEW CHAIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCnyxMyyMxI/AAAAAAAADYg/bgn_EuJAmQM/s1600/project+and+chair+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCnyxMyyMxI/AAAAAAAADYg/bgn_EuJAmQM/s400/project+and+chair+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488184547989402386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have to post an update for Heidi of the cross stitch I am doing for her.  It is coming along now.  I am doing the lettering which I changed to all one color.  Each word was different and that didn't seem like Heidi to me.  I have to do the border after that. &lt;br /&gt;I taught my Daughter in Law, Becky to cross stitch and gave her three patterns and boy she went to town.  She is already on the third one.   She spent the afternoon with me yesterday and we stitched and chatted.  It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCnyo2oBewI/AAAAAAAADYY/Ra-sP0ULLVg/s1600/project+and+chair+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCnyo2oBewI/AAAAAAAADYY/Ra-sP0ULLVg/s400/project+and+chair+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488184404599732994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have been wanting to get a recliner again.  My niece was downsizing and had this one in storage.  I bought it from her.  I love it.  I gave her more than she asked for it.  It is so compfy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-9134924623288252235?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9134924623288252235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=9134924623288252235' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/9134924623288252235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/9134924623288252235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-project-and-new-chair.html' title='MY PROJECT AND NEW CHAIR'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCnyxMyyMxI/AAAAAAAADYg/bgn_EuJAmQM/s72-c/project+and+chair+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-8537428008138930207</id><published>2010-06-23T11:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T11:45:06.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ERIC AND BECKY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCJUnUyOh9I/AAAAAAAADYQ/8oNwsKgGyK8/s1600/11655_100232940003124_100000492543760_3880_7131749_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCJUnUyOh9I/AAAAAAAADYQ/8oNwsKgGyK8/s400/11655_100232940003124_100000492543760_3880_7131749_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486040330661693394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is Eric's truck.  He is an owner and likes it that way, in spite of repairs he has to do.  This one was taken out west.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCJUhIGNC9I/AAAAAAAADYI/VgWu_20cZOs/s1600/13559_100244093335342_100000492543760_4271_3835561_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCJUhIGNC9I/AAAAAAAADYI/VgWu_20cZOs/s400/13559_100244093335342_100000492543760_4271_3835561_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486040224176606162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Becky was with him here, and snapped the picture as they were traveling down the road.  I would say highway, but Eric really likes the mountain roads when he can have them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCJUaFt4IJI/AAAAAAAADYA/Z2KjQOBqldY/s1600/28699_131842100176261_100000514143812_289712_4574030_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCJUaFt4IJI/AAAAAAAADYA/Z2KjQOBqldY/s400/28699_131842100176261_100000514143812_289712_4574030_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486040103278616722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Someone asked me to put their wedding pictures on, but there aren't any.  They didn't have a big wedding.  This is them hiking in Ohio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCJUTGXqCWI/AAAAAAAADX4/eLEoLJb6Y4U/s1600/31247_131016906924727_100000492543760_284193_7725972_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCJUTGXqCWI/AAAAAAAADX4/eLEoLJb6Y4U/s400/31247_131016906924727_100000492543760_284193_7725972_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486039983194769762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am very happy I didn't see them sitting in this spot,  Oh my, I would have had a heart attack.  GET OFF  THAT HIGH DROP PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCJUJzfSV6I/AAAAAAAADXw/uuHdX__2xH8/s1600/31247_131016910258060_100000492543760_284194_3059264_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCJUJzfSV6I/AAAAAAAADXw/uuHdX__2xH8/s400/31247_131016910258060_100000492543760_284194_3059264_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486039823507675042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now this is Eric at his happiest.  Holding his new Grandbaby.  This is Becky's son and daughter in law's baby.  She is a cute little bundle of joy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love these two so much and can't wait to see the new little one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-8537428008138930207?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8537428008138930207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=8537428008138930207' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8537428008138930207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8537428008138930207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/06/eric-and-becky.html' title='ERIC AND BECKY'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TCJUnUyOh9I/AAAAAAAADYQ/8oNwsKgGyK8/s72-c/11655_100232940003124_100000492543760_3880_7131749_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-7023673012236232608</id><published>2010-06-20T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T05:07:27.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A SPECIAL WEEK FOR HAALI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TB4DMP4SBLI/AAAAAAAADXo/lycZqN_b8Wk/s1600/haali+grad+collage+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TB4DMP4SBLI/AAAAAAAADXo/lycZqN_b8Wk/s400/haali+grad+collage+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484824905139750066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a very special week for my Great Granddaughter, Haali.  She is only 16 but is graduating with honors from High School on Friday.  She is in National Honor Society, and has a year of college in already.  Needless to say, she is one smart girl.  The best thing about her is, she is NOT  a smart alec.  She is a very nice girl.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last night her parents hosted a big party for her with her friends.  Her family party is next Sunday.  I will once again be on Amtrak for a trip to New York.  Her Mom took her pictures.  She has Hale Photography and is really good.  I love you guys and look forward to being with you for this special occasion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-7023673012236232608?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7023673012236232608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=7023673012236232608' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7023673012236232608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7023673012236232608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/06/special-week-for-haali.html' title='A SPECIAL WEEK FOR HAALI'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TB4DMP4SBLI/AAAAAAAADXo/lycZqN_b8Wk/s72-c/haali+grad+collage+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-7574610753763496845</id><published>2010-06-13T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T06:05:24.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A MAKEOVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TBTVzeGaTbI/AAAAAAAADXg/hgBW7RJWli0/s1600/army+gramma+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TBTVzeGaTbI/AAAAAAAADXg/hgBW7RJWli0/s400/army+gramma+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482241726646734258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When we were in New York, Mitch (my Grandson), took us around where he works and to a museum on post.  In the gift shop, George bought me this&lt;br /&gt;name patch like they wear on the uniforms.  The sold purses there to put them on, but I told Mitch I would rather make one from his uniform.  They are getting new ones.  I made this from a shirt/jacket that he wore in Iraq.  It means so much more to me now.  I used his pockets and sleeves, etc.  Inside I put a cell phone pocket from a cuff and a key holder with velcro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TBTVsGtLZHI/AAAAAAAADXY/rL41qtcR1vw/s1600/army+gramma+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TBTVsGtLZHI/AAAAAAAADXY/rL41qtcR1vw/s400/army+gramma+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482241600107799666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Since I am going to New York for Haali's graduation from High School on the 24th, I will be seeing Mitch's parents and Kristy's other Gramma.  I made them and Kristy book covers.  Hope they will like them.  That shirt went a long way.  I made myself a book cover too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The one for his Mom is a curve in the sleeve, not a mistake or crooked sewing.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-7574610753763496845?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7574610753763496845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=7574610753763496845' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7574610753763496845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7574610753763496845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/06/makeover.html' title='A MAKEOVER'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TBTVzeGaTbI/AAAAAAAADXg/hgBW7RJWli0/s72-c/army+gramma+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-3463144844404948648</id><published>2010-06-06T10:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T10:24:12.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHARING A COUPLE PICTURES</title><content type='html'>.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAvYasDN3-I/AAAAAAAADXI/7kZGgFCqypM/s1600/6+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAvYasDN3-I/AAAAAAAADXI/7kZGgFCqypM/s400/6+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479711324639191010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;George and I just celebrated our 15th Wedding Anniversary on June 4th.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAvYJd8cz5I/AAAAAAAADXA/rO66IFz4XMs/s1600/17+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAvYJd8cz5I/AAAAAAAADXA/rO66IFz4XMs/s400/17+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479711028794937234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Granddaughter, Kristy, has a business she named Hale P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hotography.  When we were last in New York visiting, she took us in the park and took pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAvX0dAsq_I/AAAAAAAADW4/ytjn8PAPBLE/s1600/9+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAvX0dAsq_I/AAAAAAAADW4/ytjn8PAPBLE/s400/9+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479710667767065586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She is very good at finding cute ways to take pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAvXc_KPoKI/AAAAAAAADWw/SlvzQ28pqgY/s1600/20+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAvXc_KPoKI/AAAAAAAADWw/SlvzQ28pqgY/s400/20+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479710264617050274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She does this a lot, and I told  her I liked it, so she said, walk down the path.&lt;br /&gt;We did and this is the picture.  Love you Kristy, you do great work.  This is&lt;br /&gt;only four of the twenty we had to choose from.  She took over 400.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-3463144844404948648?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3463144844404948648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=3463144844404948648' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3463144844404948648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3463144844404948648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/06/sharing-couple-pictures.html' title='SHARING A COUPLE PICTURES'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAvYasDN3-I/AAAAAAAADXI/7kZGgFCqypM/s72-c/6+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-455472689610633639</id><published>2010-05-30T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T18:54:29.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PROUD OF MY FAMILY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAMUHoKye9I/AAAAAAAADWo/F_gm9LuUrsE/s1600/soldier%2520and%2520flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAMUHoKye9I/AAAAAAAADWo/F_gm9LuUrsE/s400/soldier%2520and%2520flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477243693086964690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We  have a very military family background.  On this Memorial Day, I hope everyone in America will take the time to pray for a member of our Armed Forces serving at home and abroad.  Say thank you if you see a person in uniform anywhere.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAMUCX5zVqI/AAAAAAAADWg/6VESivNK-aw/s1600/my+dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAMUCX5zVqI/AAAAAAAADWg/6VESivNK-aw/s400/my+dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477243602821404322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is my Dad who served in World War One and started it all for me.  He was very special and I loved him bunches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAMT8WhS7ZI/AAAAAAAADWY/Eh5KdlpmAi0/s1600/bill+in+uniform.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAMT8WhS7ZI/AAAAAAAADWY/Eh5KdlpmAi0/s400/bill+in+uniform.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477243499370966418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is Bill, my kid's Dad who served in the Marines and Air Force for a total of 23 years.  We were all proud of him and lost him to cancer in 1992.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAMT2EY3q7I/AAAAAAAADWQ/zmNCImAPyLE/s1600/bill+in+navy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAMT2EY3q7I/AAAAAAAADWQ/zmNCImAPyLE/s400/bill+in+navy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477243391424572338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bill served in the Navy.  He joined right out of High School.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAMTvpmbIKI/AAAAAAAADWI/MyjVVK02NOE/s1600/eric+in+navy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAMTvpmbIKI/AAAAAAAADWI/MyjVVK02NOE/s400/eric+in+navy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477243281154449570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric was a Navy Corpsman.  The guys on the ship called him Doc and he still has that nickname to his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAMTnqyPxAI/AAAAAAAADWA/LurWiS3QUzI/s1600/military+file+mitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAMTnqyPxAI/AAAAAAAADWA/LurWiS3QUzI/s400/military+file+mitch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477243144033518594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is not a current picture, since Mitch is now a Captain in the Army.  He served in Iraq and is now at Ft Drum, NY.  He is going to his next duty station soon to be an instructor.  I am so proud of you Mitch and thank you for serving right now.&lt;br /&gt;Now you can see why I am Proud of my Family.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say to also know that the families of the men and women also need our prayers.  Having been  a military wife, and now Kristen is, the family has to hold the fort for the deployed military member. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-455472689610633639?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/455472689610633639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=455472689610633639' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/455472689610633639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/455472689610633639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/05/proud-of-my-family.html' title='PROUD OF MY FAMILY'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/TAMUHoKye9I/AAAAAAAADWo/F_gm9LuUrsE/s72-c/soldier%2520and%2520flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-8005601849591783892</id><published>2010-05-28T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T07:10:33.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY GIFTS FOR ERIC AND A NEW BIKE FOR BILL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S__NeB_h3qI/AAAAAAAADVg/9syutiFgE48/s1600/eric+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S__NeB_h3qI/AAAAAAAADVg/9syutiFgE48/s400/eric+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476321587720478370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were late celebrating Eric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'s birthday, since he was on the road.  Here he is, holding his stash from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S__NWh0ruCI/AAAAAAAADVY/mg3bROkbNrA/s1600/eric+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S__NWh0ruCI/AAAAAAAADVY/mg3bROkbNrA/s400/eric+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476321458825967650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This picture was taken in Seattle by my Granddaughter, Kristen.  She has&lt;br /&gt;Hale Photography.  She can put any verse you want on her pictures.  I wanted it to be the very first book of the Bible for Eric.  Eric was in the Navy, so it also suited him.  He loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S__NOelVUvI/AAAAAAAADVQ/kCwQZQGPeV0/s1600/eric+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S__NOelVUvI/AAAAAAAADVQ/kCwQZQGPeV0/s400/eric+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476321320517325554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanted Kristy to be able to see how I framed it.  I carried it home on the train unframed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S__M_EWkxxI/AAAAAAAADVI/oys_9ql1ulI/s1600/Bill+on+his+bike+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S__M_EWkxxI/AAAAAAAADVI/oys_9ql1ulI/s400/Bill+on+his+bike+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476321055778064146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This photographer, ME, didn't do a very good job on this picture, but this is Bill's new bike.  Ride safe Bill and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-8005601849591783892?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8005601849591783892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=8005601849591783892' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8005601849591783892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8005601849591783892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/05/birthday-gifts-for-eric-and-new-bike.html' title='BIRTHDAY GIFTS FOR ERIC AND A NEW BIKE FOR BILL'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S__NeB_h3qI/AAAAAAAADVg/9syutiFgE48/s72-c/eric+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-2014943947135938077</id><published>2010-05-25T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T08:50:36.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A PROJECT FOR HEIDI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S_vwrrn0t3I/AAAAAAAADU4/CQGSxobFhpc/s1600/heidi%27s+cross+stitch+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S_vwrrn0t3I/AAAAAAAADU4/CQGSxobFhpc/s400/heidi%27s+cross+stitch+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475234405233768306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Since Heidi and Jos bought a new house, she requested that I stitch this for a housewarming gift.  It is Jane Austen's house.  It is a free pattern she found on a blog.  The blog is Gazette 94, which you can click on from my side bar if you are interested.  After stitching my Warrior, this is a super easy thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S_vwkPBcdeI/AAAAAAAADUw/iF6h5OPeioQ/s1600/heidi%27s+cross+stitch+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S_vwkPBcdeI/AAAAAAAADUw/iF6h5OPeioQ/s400/heidi%27s+cross+stitch+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475234277297518050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I asked Heidi if she wanted to follow my progress and she said since it is not a Christmas present, yes she did.  Here it is so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S_vwYnKHzSI/AAAAAAAADUo/5FIQ1L17a9U/s1600/heidi%27s+cross+stitch+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S_vwYnKHzSI/AAAAAAAADUo/5FIQ1L17a9U/s400/heidi%27s+cross+stitch+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475234077617933602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday, I went to Walmart, and of course, I hadddddd to check out the books.  Look what I found.  One of my favorite authors.  There is also another Debbie Macomber I am going to buy next.  Can not resist.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-2014943947135938077?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2014943947135938077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=2014943947135938077' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2014943947135938077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2014943947135938077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/05/project-for-heidi.html' title='A PROJECT FOR HEIDI'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S_vwrrn0t3I/AAAAAAAADU4/CQGSxobFhpc/s72-c/heidi%27s+cross+stitch+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-3132997354843646680</id><published>2010-05-22T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T17:25:12.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S_h0W-alMnI/AAAAAAAADUg/8YoZ-vGhEHs/s1600/happy_birthday_cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S_h0W-alMnI/AAAAAAAADUg/8YoZ-vGhEHs/s400/happy_birthday_cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474253285129269874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomorrow, May 23rd, is my youngest Son's birthday.  He is out on the road in his semi, and his gift is waiting here in my living room.   No birthday cake for him right now.  He is in Texas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S_hz8qrrIQI/AAAAAAAADUY/THFTkRE0w6g/s1600/dresses+and+snowmen+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S_hz8qrrIQI/AAAAAAAADUY/THFTkRE0w6g/s400/dresses+and+snowmen+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474252833155653890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This was from a past post, when we tried to build a snowman.  It was a hershey kiss snowman.  LOL  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S_hztujHIyI/AAAAAAAADUQ/vIcRUQrUYHc/s1600/eric+cooking+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S_hztujHIyI/AAAAAAAADUQ/vIcRUQrUYHc/s400/eric+cooking+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474252576495444770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric likes to cook, and here he was helping me in the kitchen with the turkey.  Love you Eric and hope your birthday is good.  Of course, I can still remember the day you were born, with your Dad in Viet Nam at the time.&lt;br /&gt;Eric and his wife, Becky, are also on my sideboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric and Bill are both Navy Vets  too, so Happy Memorial Day to both of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-3132997354843646680?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3132997354843646680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=3132997354843646680' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3132997354843646680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3132997354843646680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-eric.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERIC'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S_h0W-alMnI/AAAAAAAADUg/8YoZ-vGhEHs/s72-c/happy_birthday_cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-4683430190915480929</id><published>2010-05-15T09:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T09:26:50.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'VE BEEN FRAMED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-7J57TgZ6I/AAAAAAAADUI/4hMFKeBKs_E/s1600/Warrior+finished+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-7J57TgZ6I/AAAAAAAADUI/4hMFKeBKs_E/s400/Warrior+finished+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471532594310965154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most of you know, this warrior went into hiding for the year I was making all the ponchos and scarves and hats for the craft show.  Well, at last, he is in his frame and ready to go to Bill's apartment to live now.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-7JyqxxkuI/AAAAAAAADUA/I0ttXrsZh94/s1600/Warrior+finished+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-7JyqxxkuI/AAAAAAAADUA/I0ttXrsZh94/s400/Warrior+finished+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471532469615432418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I found the frame at Joann Fabrics, and yes Heidi, I know, if I would have left the glass out, there would not be a glare.  Oh well, I left it in.  I just pressed it this morning and thought  I was finished and no, I found more backstitching to do.    I am going to miss him now but after a couple other projects, I will do the Squaw.   The mat is green and the frame is black.  It doesn't show too well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-4683430190915480929?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4683430190915480929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=4683430190915480929' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4683430190915480929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4683430190915480929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-been-framed.html' title='I&apos;VE BEEN FRAMED'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-7J57TgZ6I/AAAAAAAADUI/4hMFKeBKs_E/s72-c/Warrior+finished+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-8299525063392218552</id><published>2010-05-11T06:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T06:34:10.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE TO READ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-lawkhTb_I/AAAAAAAADT4/t2n2lyoOPJM/s1600/IMAG0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-lawkhTb_I/AAAAAAAADT4/t2n2lyoOPJM/s400/IMAG0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470003012901761010" border="0" /&gt;First let me say, my pictures are blurry.  I just have not mastered my new camera.  It is a very dark, cold, rainy day in Ohio and it would be a perfect day to read.  I am sitting here with a blanket over me.  This book is the only one of this group I have not read yet.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I used to read Amanda Quick all the time, but haven't in awhile.  She is also Jayne Ann Krentz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-lajuY3wSI/AAAAAAAADTw/dY4whHxl-s4/s1600/IMAG0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-lajuY3wSI/AAAAAAAADTw/dY4whHxl-s4/s400/IMAG0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470002792212447522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have read books one two and three now of this series, and cannot wait for four to come out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-laXJisjlI/AAAAAAAADTo/mF3WUs-6e04/s1600/IMAG0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-laXJisjlI/AAAAAAAADTo/mF3WUs-6e04/s400/IMAG0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470002576163114578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is one of my favorites, J.D. Robb she  is also Nora Roberts.  Love her books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-laKmPHiwI/AAAAAAAADTg/_yPyE8wUffw/s1600/IMAG0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-laKmPHiwI/AAAAAAAADTg/_yPyE8wUffw/s400/IMAG0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470002360527325954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In addition to finishing this one, I also read Summer on Blossom Street.  Wonderful books.  I am going to look for Hannahs List next.&lt;br /&gt;Now, am I reading, NO.  I am doing the back stitching and feathers on my&lt;br /&gt;Warrior.  Today I am going to look for the mats and frame.    I said I was&lt;br /&gt;going to start the squaw, well, now I have other patterns waiting for me also.  Thanks Heidi, or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-8299525063392218552?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8299525063392218552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=8299525063392218552' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8299525063392218552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8299525063392218552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-love-to-read.html' title='I LOVE TO READ'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-lawkhTb_I/AAAAAAAADT4/t2n2lyoOPJM/s72-c/IMAG0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-5188687923932374283</id><published>2010-05-08T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T08:01:04.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY REASON FOR MOTHER'S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-V7YM-OyHI/AAAAAAAADTQ/rSxuZCCEToQ/s1600/MY+KIDS+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-V7YM-OyHI/AAAAAAAADTQ/rSxuZCCEToQ/s400/MY+KIDS+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468912978240653426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These four are my reason for being happy on Mother's Day, and everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Bill, Fawn, Heidi and Eric.  You can see them as they are  now on my sidebar.  Of course, I now add a Son-in Law, Jos, a Daughter-in-Law, Becky and my wonderful Granddaughters and their families. I am so glad for everyone of you.  You make my life so very happy to be sure.  I love you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-5188687923932374283?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5188687923932374283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=5188687923932374283' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5188687923932374283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5188687923932374283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-reason-for-mothers-day.html' title='MY REASON FOR MOTHER&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S-V7YM-OyHI/AAAAAAAADTQ/rSxuZCCEToQ/s72-c/MY+KIDS+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-1493774893214878930</id><published>2010-05-02T13:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T13:14:04.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAUDER VILLAGE MUSEUM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S93b2MUp8HI/AAAAAAAADSY/EPlzZ87GTag/s1600/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S93b2MUp8HI/AAAAAAAADSY/EPlzZ87GTag/s400/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466767246764929138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This might seem like a strange picture to take, but when I was little, my Gramma lived part of the year with us, and she had a wheel chair just like the middle one.  It brought back many memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S93bkeu-gII/AAAAAAAADSQ/X48HsTgZY9A/s1600/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S93bkeu-gII/AAAAAAAADSQ/X48HsTgZY9A/s400/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466766942469521538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was a little doll or baby quilt in a case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S93bSjTOsEI/AAAAAAAADSI/BPKVD2_rkNY/s1600/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S93bSjTOsEI/AAAAAAAADSI/BPKVD2_rkNY/s400/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466766634457673794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wouldn't it be fun to ride in this beautiful sled in the winter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S93bCkdnBGI/AAAAAAAADSA/Um43bMuJa0c/s1600/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S93bCkdnBGI/AAAAAAAADSA/Um43bMuJa0c/s400/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466766359891739746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mail would have really been slow delivered in this wagon.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S93a0fyE1xI/AAAAAAAADR4/rEPlLAEBEsE/s1600/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S93a0fyE1xI/AAAAAAAADR4/rEPlLAEBEsE/s400/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466766118117234450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay Jos, this is for you,  a coffee grinder.  My son- in- law loves his coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S93aj3YkVII/AAAAAAAADRw/QxLfXr0yf9s/s1600/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S93aj3YkVII/AAAAAAAADRw/QxLfXr0yf9s/s400/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466765832394921090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were several carriages to see.  I took more, but it was taking too long to download them.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy walking through the museum with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-1493774893214878930?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1493774893214878930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=1493774893214878930' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/1493774893214878930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/1493774893214878930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/05/sauder-village-museum.html' title='SAUDER VILLAGE MUSEUM'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S93b2MUp8HI/AAAAAAAADSY/EPlzZ87GTag/s72-c/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-3627267658532716016</id><published>2010-04-28T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T06:48:59.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUILT SHOW AT SAUDER VILLAGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g6e76JJVI/AAAAAAAADRo/e_YtvpM0xQs/s1600/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g6e76JJVI/AAAAAAAADRo/e_YtvpM0xQs/s400/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465182450966144338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First, let me say, I should have taken my old camera.  I do not know how to change the settings on my new one.  Sorry for the quality. We went on a one day bus trip to Sauder Village in Archibold, Ohio.   Heidi asked me to take pictures of the quilts in the quilt show there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g6Q_LTYvI/AAAAAAAADRg/ec52ntsYCBY/s1600/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g6Q_LTYvI/AAAAAAAADRg/ec52ntsYCBY/s400/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465182211325256434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There were 400 quilts in this show.  I took very few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g58ATW7cI/AAAAAAAADRY/oH06-AY-qGI/s1600/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g58ATW7cI/AAAAAAAADRY/oH06-AY-qGI/s400/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465181850850225602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I actually found myself comparing them to Heidi's quilts and those of the ladies in her quilt group.  Hummmmmmmmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g5sCMWXuI/AAAAAAAADRQ/LXLQ3qiIPUE/s1600/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g5sCMWXuI/AAAAAAAADRQ/LXLQ3qiIPUE/s400/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465181576479792866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The one on the left was all fairies and cute.  The right, I liked the design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g5a5mqpvI/AAAAAAAADRI/qxdraA1vDj4/s1600/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g5a5mqpvI/AAAAAAAADRI/qxdraA1vDj4/s400/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465181282116478706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am not a quilter, so just know what I like, not really the patterns.  I only know a few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g2-OaFrpI/AAAAAAAADRA/Lc3C9GLxd6Q/s1600/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g2-OaFrpI/AAAAAAAADRA/Lc3C9GLxd6Q/s400/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465178590461406866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of course, I like anything patriotic.  Had to take this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g2vHKtNII/AAAAAAAADQ4/dy9LVYBNl0Q/s1600/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g2vHKtNII/AAAAAAAADQ4/dy9LVYBNl0Q/s400/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465178330819802242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This one was a blue ribbon winner and one of the first you saw when you walked in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g2fZ-Uf1I/AAAAAAAADQw/OQC_0ywhMcI/s1600/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g2fZ-Uf1I/AAAAAAAADQw/OQC_0ywhMcI/s400/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465178060990218066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This one was really big.  At least queen sized.  I took pictures inside the museum too and will share them on my next post.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-3627267658532716016?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3627267658532716016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=3627267658532716016' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3627267658532716016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3627267658532716016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/04/quilt-show-at-sauder-village.html' title='QUILT SHOW AT SAUDER VILLAGE'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9g6e76JJVI/AAAAAAAADRo/e_YtvpM0xQs/s72-c/Sauder+Village+and+Quilt+show+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-6829755109231743609</id><published>2010-04-25T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T10:49:35.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COMING RIGHT ALONG NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9RTzScBQgI/AAAAAAAADQo/P5CLOdaos_8/s1600/warrior+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9RTzScBQgI/AAAAAAAADQo/P5CLOdaos_8/s400/warrior+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464084388495049218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My warrior is really coming along now.  I have his feet and the rest of his pant leg and that seems like nothing now.  I loved doing the blanket and now the leg seems bland, but has to be done.  I cannot wait to start on the squaw.  I feel like I am seeing light at the end of the tunnel now.&lt;br /&gt;Today I am a little sad, remembering Fawn, my daughter who died.  She would be 51 today and would be so proud of her beautiful daughters and grandchildren. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fawn died in 1995, so we have missed her for way too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-6829755109231743609?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6829755109231743609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=6829755109231743609' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6829755109231743609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6829755109231743609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/04/coming-right-along-now.html' title='COMING RIGHT ALONG NOW'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S9RTzScBQgI/AAAAAAAADQo/P5CLOdaos_8/s72-c/warrior+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-1956854262885788935</id><published>2010-04-20T10:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T10:41:55.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY TREES AND MY WIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S83lOqJcTYI/AAAAAAAADQY/FxatDEP1MqI/s1600/my+git+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S83lOqJcTYI/AAAAAAAADQY/FxatDEP1MqI/s400/my+git+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462273963065101698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two years ago, my cousin and I planted the tree you see blooming in the back.  I am so proud of it.  It is a Flowering Crabapple.  We also planted a Flowering Bradford Pear in the back yard, but the blooms are almost gone from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S83lG-7SD-I/AAAAAAAADQQ/9o1nCsT7aIE/s1600/my+git+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S83lG-7SD-I/AAAAAAAADQQ/9o1nCsT7aIE/s400/my+git+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462273831203901410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Lilac bush in the front was only a twig when I planted it at the same time.  The Cherry tree was here when we bought the house, but George just cut it way back.  We didn't think it would bloom this year.  Now, if you knew me well, you would know I NEVER work in the yard.  It is amazing these things grew.  I would have to say thanks to Louise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S83k_BocXOI/AAAAAAAADQI/H8qJKq8-pK4/s1600/my+git+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S83k_BocXOI/AAAAAAAADQI/H8qJKq8-pK4/s400/my+git+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462273694491237602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I got home today, this package was waiting for me.  It is a blog giveaway I won from Carolien, who lives in Holland.  Her blog is listed on my friends list, in case you would like to visit her.  She makes the best apple pie and just invited me to her house when I get to Holland to share her pie again.  Yummy and I will be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S83k3LfHILI/AAAAAAAADQA/KSK2yroYFbc/s1600/my+git+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S83k3LfHILI/AAAAAAAADQA/KSK2yroYFbc/s400/my+git+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462273559697498290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the kit I won and it is just so nice.  I have to take it out and look at it closer, but oh my, it is very nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S83kunc1-rI/AAAAAAAADP4/3iie3bRg_T8/s1600/my+git+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S83kunc1-rI/AAAAAAAADP4/3iie3bRg_T8/s400/my+git+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462273412585355954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, I feel sooooo bad that she went and bought all the thread to go with this kit.  I know from Heidi that DMC thread is very expensive in Holland.  I would have bought the thread and still felt very lucky.  How can I thank you enough.  I am just not sure yet, but I bet I will think of something when I next visit Holland.  It is a wonderful gift and I do thank you very much Carolien.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-1956854262885788935?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1956854262885788935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=1956854262885788935' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/1956854262885788935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/1956854262885788935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-trees-and-my-win.html' title='MY TREES AND MY WIN'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S83lOqJcTYI/AAAAAAAADQY/FxatDEP1MqI/s72-c/my+git+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-328811383257171738</id><published>2010-04-18T10:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T10:36:16.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A VISIT TO MY FAVORITE AMISH COUNTRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8tAVtavEII/AAAAAAAADPo/q8G2g1IeB4c/s1600/amish+buggy+in+spring.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8tAVtavEII/AAAAAAAADPo/q8G2g1IeB4c/s400/amish+buggy+in+spring.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461529714830020738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First, let me say I did not take these pictures.  Eric and Becky were going to Amish Country yesterday, so Bill and I went along.  It was a beautiful day.  Today is cold and back to coats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8tAPKWNzRI/AAAAAAAADPg/z6VUpaUNKPk/s1600/amish+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8tAPKWNzRI/AAAAAAAADPg/z6VUpaUNKPk/s400/amish+boys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461529602336607506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All of my family loves to get on the back roads to see what we can find.  Yesterday, Eric found a little Amish store, like a General Store.  It was neat after he convinced us to go in.  This is a typical picture on a nice day there.  I didn't take my camera, but Eric and Becky did.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8tAHgB5XQI/AAAAAAAADPY/kfzns8CC7lA/s1600/amish+plowing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8tAHgB5XQI/AAAAAAAADPY/kfzns8CC7lA/s400/amish+plowing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461529470718008578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a scene we did see.  This is the way they plow their fields.  No tractors for them.  They use good old fashion horse power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8tAA4aeffI/AAAAAAAADPQ/7hdIciGXydk/s1600/quilting+in+berlin.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8tAA4aeffI/AAAAAAAADPQ/7hdIciGXydk/s400/quilting+in+berlin.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461529357004471794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This picture is taken (again, not by me) in the Helping Hands Quilt Shop in Berlin.  You can see ladies working when you go in to shop.  They welcome you watching.  People can bring quilts in to have hand quilted, but there is a long waiting list.  They do sell quilts here too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8s_7GLkUNI/AAAAAAAADPI/17uO9pcI3lk/s1600/Quilt_Barn_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8s_7GLkUNI/AAAAAAAADPI/17uO9pcI3lk/s400/Quilt_Barn_Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461529257620820178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This quilt barn was featured in a book, one of the Daughter of Holmes County series.  This one was the Quilters Daughter.  The books were written by Wanda&lt;br /&gt;Brunstetter.  I hope I spelled that right, if not, sorry.  I never get tired of visiting this area, and we are lucky to be so close to it. &lt;br /&gt;The food just cannot be beat in my opinion.  It is just plain good cooking.  It has become commercial, but still a wonderful place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-328811383257171738?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/328811383257171738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=328811383257171738' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/328811383257171738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/328811383257171738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/04/visit-to-my-favorite-amish-country.html' title='A VISIT TO MY FAVORITE AMISH COUNTRY'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8tAVtavEII/AAAAAAAADPo/q8G2g1IeB4c/s72-c/amish+buggy+in+spring.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-3430430366472226696</id><published>2010-04-13T08:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T08:19:48.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR TRIP TO WASHINGTON DC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8SJ6IwzEzI/AAAAAAAADO4/4fxSN77gczM/s1600/Washington+DC+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8SJ6IwzEzI/AAAAAAAADO4/4fxSN77gczM/s400/Washington+DC+048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459640280157459250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is from one of the sites we visited, the Franklin Roosevelt memorial.  this is Franklin and his dog.  The cape was worn to cover the wheelchair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8SJknEeOMI/AAAAAAAADOw/7T6tGe9sFZw/s1600/Washington+DC+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8SJknEeOMI/AAAAAAAADOw/7T6tGe9sFZw/s400/Washington+DC+046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459639910335920322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These statues represent the bread line.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8SJTz4_-II/AAAAAAAADOo/b5O4DGorHaA/s1600/Washington+DC+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8SJTz4_-II/AAAAAAAADOo/b5O4DGorHaA/s400/Washington+DC+049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459639621719685250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is Elenore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8SJDjSGzoI/AAAAAAAADOg/wCZcZ2PHVk0/s1600/Washington+DC+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8SJDjSGzoI/AAAAAAAADOg/wCZcZ2PHVk0/s400/Washington+DC+075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459639342383681154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the changing of the guard at Arlington.  I had to hold the camera up over heads and hope I got a picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8SIubPUMJI/AAAAAAAADOY/EtAinDa25aM/s1600/Washington+DC+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8SIubPUMJI/AAAAAAAADOY/EtAinDa25aM/s400/Washington+DC+077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459638979447238802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This was my favorite statue.  Iwo Jima.  It is really impressive and very large.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8SIaQ2jxkI/AAAAAAAADOQ/tbltSaYwtuM/s1600/Washington+DC+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8SIaQ2jxkI/AAAAAAAADOQ/tbltSaYwtuM/s400/Washington+DC+084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459638633061664322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They had this picture hanging in the American building at the Smithsonian and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it brings back memories.  In about my eighth grade, we wore dog tags over our very thick topped bobby socks.  Why???  who knows, but we did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-3430430366472226696?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3430430366472226696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=3430430366472226696' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3430430366472226696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3430430366472226696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-trip-to-washington-dc.html' title='OUR TRIP TO WASHINGTON DC'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S8SJ6IwzEzI/AAAAAAAADO4/4fxSN77gczM/s72-c/Washington+DC+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-3365396721626335204</id><published>2010-04-05T09:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T09:15:53.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PLANNING A TRIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S7oJzjcdGmI/AAAAAAAADOI/kT4989nyh6o/s1600/washington-dc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S7oJzjcdGmI/AAAAAAAADOI/kT4989nyh6o/s400/washington-dc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456684679805344354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I didn't take these pictures, but on Friday, we are going on a bus trip to Washington, DC.  We used to live in Maryland, and visited the Capital many times,  but I don't think you ever see it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S7oJt5ts0EI/AAAAAAAADOA/YNuPOK8PVi8/s1600/washingtondc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S7oJt5ts0EI/AAAAAAAADOA/YNuPOK8PVi8/s400/washingtondc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456684582704042050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is Cherry Blossom time now, so I hope the weather is good and the blossoms are out in full.  Hopefully, I will be able to get some pictures while I am there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:  Thanks Heidi for the new sides on my blog.  LOL    I can manage the picture on top, but not the background.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-3365396721626335204?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3365396721626335204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=3365396721626335204' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3365396721626335204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3365396721626335204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/04/planning-trip.html' title='PLANNING A TRIP'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S7oJzjcdGmI/AAAAAAAADOI/kT4989nyh6o/s72-c/washington-dc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-4228647328130024484</id><published>2010-04-01T10:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T10:18:10.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALMOST EASTER AND MAYBE SPRING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S7TT7VZWaYI/AAAAAAAADNY/T_UjEp253r4/s1600/spring+is+on+the+way+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S7TT7VZWaYI/AAAAAAAADNY/T_UjEp253r4/s400/spring+is+on+the+way+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455218064961726850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After telling George about the pretty flowers at our local grocery store, he took the hint and bought some for me.   I love the smell of hyacinths.  They just opened today.  I colored our eggs this morning and of course had to have some jelly beans.   A dozen of the eggs will make their way to Bill, and Eric and Becky's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S7TTyJXWLHI/AAAAAAAADNQ/aalh0VS4TE0/s1600/spring+is+on+the+way+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S7TTyJXWLHI/AAAAAAAADNQ/aalh0VS4TE0/s400/spring+is+on+the+way+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455217907113274482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every year, these pop up beside our air conditioner.  They are always first to appear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S7TTqixtjmI/AAAAAAAADNI/mZYkjZlUpR8/s1600/spring+is+on+the+way+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S7TTqixtjmI/AAAAAAAADNI/mZYkjZlUpR8/s400/spring+is+on+the+way+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455217776495791714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A few entries ago I showed you these trying to get up out of the ground.  Sorry about my head in there in shadow, didn't notice it until now.  Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you have a Happy Easter and I hope this weather last and spring is actually here.  It is sunny and warm today.  Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-4228647328130024484?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4228647328130024484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=4228647328130024484' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4228647328130024484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4228647328130024484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/04/almost-easter-and-maybe-spring.html' title='ALMOST EASTER AND MAYBE SPRING'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S7TT7VZWaYI/AAAAAAAADNY/T_UjEp253r4/s72-c/spring+is+on+the+way+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-3356755581333627671</id><published>2010-03-28T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T06:48:10.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY FARMVILLE FARM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S69cghyxR4I/AAAAAAAADNA/SXRytTSve5Y/s1600/my+farm+w+windmill+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S69cghyxR4I/AAAAAAAADNA/SXRytTSve5Y/s400/my+farm+w+windmill+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453679387665844098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorry, the quality is so bad, but I wanted my Dutch family and friends to see I now have a working, yes working, windmill on my farm.  To get it, I had to collect 150 Easter eggs.  You then redeem the eggs for a windmill.  Soooo cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S69cYZZQ0iI/AAAAAAAADM4/Q_8U-s9App4/s1600/my+farm+w+windmill+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S69cYZZQ0iI/AAAAAAAADM4/Q_8U-s9App4/s400/my+farm+w+windmill+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453679247972422178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had to delete some crops to be sure it would sit down.  I then planted red tulips around it.  They take a day to come up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S69cE6s4SlI/AAAAAAAADMw/UTmTWQT1hM0/s1600/my+farm+w+windmill+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S69cE6s4SlI/AAAAAAAADMw/UTmTWQT1hM0/s400/my+farm+w+windmill+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453678913315686994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At St Patricks day, we collected gold.  From the gold, we were able to get castles.&lt;br /&gt;The ground is all level, but my smart Bill knew how to make it look built up with fencing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S69b6wLprUI/AAAAAAAADMo/cBxdf81v5iQ/s1600/my+farm+2+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S69b6wLprUI/AAAAAAAADMo/cBxdf81v5iQ/s400/my+farm+2+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453678738693270850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The little french houses start as a wood frame.  Neighbors send you building supplies and when you get the last piece, like magic you have a house.  This is really fun to play. Hope you are able to see it well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-3356755581333627671?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3356755581333627671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=3356755581333627671' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3356755581333627671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3356755581333627671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-farmville-farm.html' title='MY FARMVILLE FARM'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S69cghyxR4I/AAAAAAAADNA/SXRytTSve5Y/s72-c/my+farm+w+windmill+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-6934063102766001194</id><published>2010-03-26T07:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T07:51:56.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6zIZcj8O9I/AAAAAAAADMg/HDu66UAY1uQ/s1600/march+snow+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6zIZcj8O9I/AAAAAAAADMg/HDu66UAY1uQ/s400/march+snow+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452953588328053714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is it March?  Really?  This is what we woke up to this morning.  It started about 8PM last night as rain then turned to snow.  George had to drive to Cleveland Airport last night late and said the roads were terrible.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6zINBBWLwI/AAAAAAAADMY/1wj3vQFOVwg/s1600/march+snow+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6zINBBWLwI/AAAAAAAADMY/1wj3vQFOVwg/s400/march+snow+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452953374776766210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is Bill and Eric and Becky's  duplex, behind our house.  Bill's Jeep was cleaned off because he had to work very late last night.  Eric is out on his semi, so their truck was out.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stay safe Eric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6zIGSKUpiI/AAAAAAAADMQ/OYB1wmTswnI/s1600/march+snow+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6zIGSKUpiI/AAAAAAAADMQ/OYB1wmTswnI/s400/march+snow+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452953259118732834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is on the way to breakfast this morning, needless to say, from the car window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6zH-oiHUAI/AAAAAAAADMI/qR5e663nxC0/s1600/march+snow+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6zH-oiHUAI/AAAAAAAADMI/qR5e663nxC0/s400/march+snow+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452953127685148674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another view going down the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6zGtPFPrwI/AAAAAAAADMA/tqZ8l1qBkDU/s1600/march+snow+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6zGtPFPrwI/AAAAAAAADMA/tqZ8l1qBkDU/s400/march+snow+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452951729283772162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The weather report said 1/2 inch, but it was more like two inches.  This is at George's son's house.  Can it be Spring now?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-6934063102766001194?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6934063102766001194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=6934063102766001194' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6934063102766001194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6934063102766001194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-again.html' title='NOT AGAIN'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6zIZcj8O9I/AAAAAAAADMg/HDu66UAY1uQ/s72-c/march+snow+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-4818725780456387854</id><published>2010-03-23T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T07:45:59.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOK WHO IS BACK OUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6jSY6kI0fI/AAAAAAAADL4/CdJjuD2nlqc/s1600-h/Warrior+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6jSY6kI0fI/AAAAAAAADL4/CdJjuD2nlqc/s400/Warrior+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451838674411508210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A lot of you have been asking what happened to my Warrior, well here he is back out of the bag.  I did not do any cross stitching during the year while I was knitting all those ponchos for the craft show.  I finally got it back out.  I am working on his leg now.  I want to make the Squaw, so I have to get it finished.  I don't start more than one at a time.  It would drive me crazy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6jSMuTQ4TI/AAAAAAAADLw/swKB27IC594/s1600-h/spring+flowers+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6jSMuTQ4TI/AAAAAAAADLw/swKB27IC594/s400/spring+flowers+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451838464961077554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, about this little guy!  I am sure you remember Heidi bugging me to stitch Button Up.  She gave me the pattern, there are 8 of these little guys.  Well, this one I stitched for her, and it is winging it's way to Holland and should really be there today or tomorrow.  I don't know what she will do with it, but never mind.  He is coming to visit Heidi, so get ready.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer patterns in color, and I like doing people.  Button up is black and white, but small patterns so okay, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-4818725780456387854?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4818725780456387854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=4818725780456387854' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4818725780456387854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4818725780456387854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/03/look-who-is-back-out.html' title='LOOK WHO IS BACK OUT'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6jSY6kI0fI/AAAAAAAADL4/CdJjuD2nlqc/s72-c/Warrior+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-4307743635706327783</id><published>2010-03-19T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T18:50:45.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A NICE FAMILY DAY FOR ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6Qbni-PhoI/AAAAAAAADLo/-rqOg0-fPMk/s1600-h/Birthday+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6Qbni-PhoI/AAAAAAAADLo/-rqOg0-fPMk/s400/Birthday+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450511815241860738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today was my birthday and I had a very nice day.  Bill and Eric and I after dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6Qbe34Z_kI/AAAAAAAADLg/L3NLnXIqAJA/s1600-h/Birthday+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6Qbe34Z_kI/AAAAAAAADLg/L3NLnXIqAJA/s400/Birthday+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450511666235702850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Becky is wearing the shirt I bought her in Florida, oh Eric was too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6QbTf2i6QI/AAAAAAAADLY/cwvwN2q9-AI/s1600-h/Birthday+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6QbTf2i6QI/AAAAAAAADLY/cwvwN2q9-AI/s400/Birthday+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450511470806886658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flowers from Mandie and Zoe, and an Ice Cream Cake from Eric and Becky.  Bill took us to dinner.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6QbJqTd8yI/AAAAAAAADLQ/iiADjzN458k/s1600-h/Birthday+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6QbJqTd8yI/AAAAAAAADLQ/iiADjzN458k/s400/Birthday+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450511301813859106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is my yummy cake.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6Qa_HBq5-I/AAAAAAAADLI/E7May0SBMWA/s1600-h/flowers+from+Mandie+and+Zoe+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6Qa_HBq5-I/AAAAAAAADLI/E7May0SBMWA/s400/flowers+from+Mandie+and+Zoe+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450511120545277922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An afternoon knock on the door, and a man delivered flowers from Mandie and Zoe.  Thanks kids for the nice day.   Mandie and Zoe, I love my beautiful flowers, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-4307743635706327783?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4307743635706327783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=4307743635706327783' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4307743635706327783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4307743635706327783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/03/nice-family-day-for-me.html' title='A NICE FAMILY DAY FOR ME'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6Qbni-PhoI/AAAAAAAADLo/-rqOg0-fPMk/s72-c/Birthday+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-7212995885069969197</id><published>2010-03-18T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T12:41:04.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOES THIS MEAN THERE IS HOPE????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6J54TR5R0I/AAAAAAAADKw/6SAaU_PQVno/s1600-h/spring+flowers+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6J54TR5R0I/AAAAAAAADKw/6SAaU_PQVno/s400/spring+flowers+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450052507226687298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look at what I found at the corner of our flower bed under a bunch of dried leaves.  There are a few others popping up also.  Maybe there is hope for Spring to arrive.  Our forecast, however, says we are going to get snow again on Sunday.  No way, we dooooooooo nottttttttt want any.   Today is beautiful and sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When Fawn died, Heidi and Jos brought some flower bulbs from Holland.  They, along with Bill and Eric, planted them in our back flower bed.  I do nothing to them and they come back up every year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-7212995885069969197?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7212995885069969197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=7212995885069969197' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7212995885069969197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7212995885069969197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/03/does-this-mean-there-is-hope.html' title='DOES THIS MEAN THERE IS HOPE????'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S6J54TR5R0I/AAAAAAAADKw/6SAaU_PQVno/s72-c/spring+flowers+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-6770618225124388186</id><published>2010-03-15T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T10:20:15.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER THIS?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S55rodjZl-I/AAAAAAAADKo/Eha_VIFDo0w/s1600-h/Heidi+new+do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S55rodjZl-I/AAAAAAAADKo/Eha_VIFDo0w/s400/Heidi+new+do.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448910942036924386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remember when I asked Heidi for a picture so I could see her hair.  Well, this was what she sent.   But nowwwwwwwwwwwwwww:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S55rizLPTUI/AAAAAAAADKg/z7H_QkbY1FQ/s1600-h/DSC01525%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S55rizLPTUI/AAAAAAAADKg/z7H_QkbY1FQ/s400/DSC01525%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448910844761951554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She got her new glasses while I was in Florida and sent me a picture to see them.  Ha Ha, Miss Pickles, gotcha.  I do like the glasses and love the girl wearing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-6770618225124388186?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6770618225124388186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=6770618225124388186' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6770618225124388186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6770618225124388186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/03/remember-this.html' title='REMEMBER THIS?????'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S55rodjZl-I/AAAAAAAADKo/Eha_VIFDo0w/s72-c/Heidi+new+do.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-5486337399892490375</id><published>2010-03-11T18:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T12:09:05.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK HOME AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S5mtqsfjuEI/AAAAAAAADKY/EPyw03oZfSQ/s1600-h/tampa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S5mtqsfjuEI/AAAAAAAADKY/EPyw03oZfSQ/s400/tampa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447576173290960962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today I flew home from Tampa and the flight was about two hours late.  It was a non stop flight, but the weather in Northern Florida was not good and the flights were having trouble.  The flight I left on was late from Atlanta.  A lady getting off said "I hope you are not afraid to fly".  She said it was the worst flight she was ever on.  When the flight attendants were serving, it was so ruff, the pilot told them to lay down on the floor until it smoothed out.  We had to sit on the runway over a half hour to be cleared to take off.  All flights going North were delayed.  It was only ruff about 10 minutes when we got in the air, then fine the rest of the way. I have never been afraid to fly so it didn't bother me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S5mtktyhdQI/AAAAAAAADKQ/Yk2xkDh_JEw/s1600-h/800px-Tarpon_Springs_FL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S5mtktyhdQI/AAAAAAAADKQ/Yk2xkDh_JEw/s400/800px-Tarpon_Springs_FL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447576070559724802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I didn't take my camera, but this is a view at Tarpon Springs.  We visit there every time I go.  It is a neat Greek town.  They go out to collect sponges.  The shops are neat to go through.  The weather was very cool until the day before I left for home.&lt;br /&gt;It was in the 50s and 60s.  When I got to Ohio it was 68 degrees today.  Thank God our snow is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S5mtebu2F4I/AAAAAAAADKI/LNhpYH63Ra8/s1600-h/johnspass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S5mtebu2F4I/AAAAAAAADKI/LNhpYH63Ra8/s400/johnspass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447575962633246594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I could not find a good picture on Google, but this is the board walk at John's Pass.  My cousin loves going to this little spot.  We went twice.  The shops are just very neat to go through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S5mtXwtlUWI/AAAAAAAADKA/m10AIauPD1A/s1600-h/Rummikub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S5mtXwtlUWI/AAAAAAAADKA/m10AIauPD1A/s400/Rummikub.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447575848006013282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every evening, we were back at her house and playing this very addicting game.  It is lots of fun and easy to play.  You can buy it at Walmart or other stores for $10.00.  I am trying to catch up on blogs, but it will take me awile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-5486337399892490375?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5486337399892490375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=5486337399892490375' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5486337399892490375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5486337399892490375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-home-again.html' title='BACK HOME AGAIN'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S5mtqsfjuEI/AAAAAAAADKY/EPyw03oZfSQ/s72-c/tampa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-6140920957818871340</id><published>2010-02-26T07:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T07:19:39.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWAY I GO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S4fkbHH6MKI/AAAAAAAADJ4/qgCW3H9wNIo/s1600-h/snow+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S4fkbHH6MKI/AAAAAAAADJ4/qgCW3H9wNIo/s400/snow+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442569829120356514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the view out my front door.  I am soooooo tired of this snow.  We have a weather warning again till 10 PM tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S4fkMME7HpI/AAAAAAAADJw/21syYCmrKy4/s1600-h/air-tran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S4fkMME7HpI/AAAAAAAADJw/21syYCmrKy4/s400/air-tran.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442569572751974034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok, tomorrow, Air Tran is going to take me away from this to sunny (I hope) Florida.  After a trial of getting a compression sleeve to wear on the flight to keep my arm from getting swelled with Lymphoma from my surgery.  They said I might (didn't like the word might) be okay just going to Florida, but not on long flights.&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I need it later, I thought just get it now and be safe.  I also was going to run&lt;br /&gt;out of the pill I take for five years so had to wait for a vacation override.  Long story short, I booked yesterday to go tomorrow.  I have no trouble packing fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S4fkGdbNfxI/AAAAAAAADJo/nc1FG0RQ-9A/s1600-h/1472675-View_of_St_Petersburg_Florida_from_Pier-Saint_Petersburg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S4fkGdbNfxI/AAAAAAAADJo/nc1FG0RQ-9A/s400/1472675-View_of_St_Petersburg_Florida_from_Pier-Saint_Petersburg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442569474329640722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will be in St Petersburg, Florida with my cousin again.  She just had to put her doggie down and is sad and said she needs company.  We have fun together, so I just put it together and off I go.  I asked George to go, but he didn't want to. &lt;br /&gt;I will not be blogging for a couple weeks.  Everyone stay well and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-6140920957818871340?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6140920957818871340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=6140920957818871340' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6140920957818871340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6140920957818871340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/away-i-go.html' title='AWAY I GO'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S4fkbHH6MKI/AAAAAAAADJ4/qgCW3H9wNIo/s72-c/snow+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-5295749810053185290</id><published>2010-02-23T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T08:09:00.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY FINISHED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S4P8b2wJPNI/AAAAAAAADJg/zNAvloFokow/s1600-h/doll+and+sweater+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S4P8b2wJPNI/AAAAAAAADJg/zNAvloFokow/s400/doll+and+sweater+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441470330277805266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Many of you know how my little Great Granddaughter, Zoe, has me wrapped around her finger.  She wears a school uniform now and this is one of the colors she can wear.  I have been working on her sweater and kept putting it aside to work on other things.    Finally it is finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S4P8TRwsBqI/AAAAAAAADJY/DO1L90D_c-s/s1600-h/doll+and+sweater+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S4P8TRwsBqI/AAAAAAAADJY/DO1L90D_c-s/s400/doll+and+sweater+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441470182909019810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I was talking to her on the phone on the weekend, she mentioned that she wanted this Barbie doll.  She told me she wanted it for her birthday, but of course I went out to buy it.  It was on clearance, so probably a good thing I didn't wait.  I will be mailing it on Thursday probably.   Her birthday is not until August.   Now on to the next project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-5295749810053185290?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5295749810053185290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=5295749810053185290' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5295749810053185290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5295749810053185290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/finally-finished.html' title='FINALLY FINISHED'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S4P8b2wJPNI/AAAAAAAADJg/zNAvloFokow/s72-c/doll+and+sweater+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-4315613067114502636</id><published>2010-02-20T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T08:02:45.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRESIDENT HARDING, ANOTHER OHIO MAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S4AHaZUpg9I/AAAAAAAADJI/dbi287__tWc/s1600-h/255px-Warren_G_Harding-Harris_%26_Ewing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 347px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S4AHaZUpg9I/AAAAAAAADJI/dbi287__tWc/s400/255px-Warren_G_Harding-Harris_%26_Ewing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440356499919045586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warren Gamaliel Harding&lt;/b&gt; (November 2, 1865 – August 2, 1923) was the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Presidents_of_the_United_States" title="List of Presidents of the United States"&gt;29th&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/President_of_the_United_States" title="President of the United States"&gt;President of the United States&lt;/a&gt;, serving from 1921 until his death from a heart attack in 1923. A &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Republican_Party_%28United_States%29" title="Republican Party (United States)"&gt;Republican&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ohio" title="Ohio"&gt;Ohio&lt;/a&gt;, Harding was an influential &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Newspaper" title="Newspaper"&gt;newspaper&lt;/a&gt; publisher. He served in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ohio_Senate" title="Ohio Senate"&gt;Ohio Senate&lt;/a&gt; (1899–1903) and later as the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lieutenant_Governor_of_Ohio" title="Lieutenant Governor of Ohio"&gt;28th Lieutenant Governor of Ohio&lt;/a&gt; (1903–1905) and as a U.S. Senator (1915–1921).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;His &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_conservatives" title="American conservatives" class="mw-redirect"&gt;conservative&lt;/a&gt; stance on issues such as taxes, affable manner, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Campaign_manager" title="Campaign manager"&gt;campaign manager&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_M._Daugherty" title="Harry M. Daugherty"&gt;Harry Daugherty&lt;/a&gt;'s 'make no enemies' strategy enabled Harding to become the compromise choice at the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1920_Republican_National_Convention" title="1920 Republican National Convention"&gt;1920 Republican National Convention&lt;/a&gt;. During his presidential campaign, in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aftermath_of_World_War_I" title="Aftermath of World War I"&gt;aftermath of World War I&lt;/a&gt;, he promised a return to "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Normalcy" title="Normalcy"&gt;normalcy&lt;/a&gt;". In the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_presidential_election,_1920" title="United States presidential election, 1920"&gt;1920 election&lt;/a&gt;, he and his running-mate, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Calvin_Coolidge" title="Calvin Coolidge"&gt;Calvin Coolidge&lt;/a&gt;, defeated &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_the_United_States_Democratic_Party" title="History of the United States Democratic Party" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Democrat&lt;/a&gt; and fellow Ohioan &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_M._Cox" title="James M. Cox"&gt;James M. Cox&lt;/a&gt;, in what was then the largest presidential popular vote landslide in American history since the popular vote tally began to be recorded in 1824: 60.36% to 34.19%.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Harding headed a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_Cabinet" title="United States Cabinet"&gt;cabinet&lt;/a&gt; of notable men such as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Evans_Hughes" title="Charles Evans Hughes"&gt;Charles Evans Hughes&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andrew_Mellon" title="Andrew Mellon" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Andrew Mellon&lt;/a&gt;, future president &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Herbert_Hoover" title="Herbert Hoover"&gt;Herbert Hoover&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_Secretary_of_the_Interior" title="United States Secretary of the Interior"&gt;Secretary of the Interior&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Albert_B._Fall" title="Albert B. Fall"&gt;Albert B. Fall&lt;/a&gt;, who was jailed for his involvement in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teapot_Dome_scandal" title="Teapot Dome scandal"&gt;Teapot Dome scandal&lt;/a&gt;. In foreign affairs, Harding signed peace treaties that built on the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Treaty_of_Versailles" title="Treaty of Versailles"&gt;Treaty of Versailles&lt;/a&gt; (which formally ended &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_War_I" title="World War I"&gt;World War I&lt;/a&gt;). He also led the way to world &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Navy" title="Navy"&gt;Naval&lt;/a&gt; disarmament at the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Washington_Naval_Conference" title="Washington Naval Conference"&gt;Washington Naval Conference&lt;/a&gt; of 1921–22.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Because of the Teapot Dome scandal and other scandals in his administration, polls of historians and scholars consistently rank Harding as one of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Historical_rankings_of_United_States_Presidents" title="Historical rankings of United States Presidents" class="mw-redirect"&gt;worst Presidents&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-4315613067114502636?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4315613067114502636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=4315613067114502636' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4315613067114502636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/4315613067114502636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/president-harding-another-ohio-man.html' title='PRESIDENT HARDING, ANOTHER OHIO MAN'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S4AHaZUpg9I/AAAAAAAADJI/dbi287__tWc/s72-c/255px-Warren_G_Harding-Harris_%26_Ewing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-7867910509525616880</id><published>2010-02-17T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T07:30:36.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT BETTER WAY TO PASS THE TIME?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3wJEB_hEjI/AAAAAAAADJA/OEhEc7WOfqg/s1600-h/new+books+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3wJEB_hEjI/AAAAAAAADJA/OEhEc7WOfqg/s400/new+books+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439232414815687218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most of you know, I love books.  I just finished the Debbie Macomber book that I got for Christmas from Kristen and her family.  My neice bought me the center book.  It is Luanne Rice, Sandcastles.  The right one is one I bought, we love these books.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3wI9NLVX0I/AAAAAAAADI4/uYX3-bDZPas/s1600-h/new+books+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3wI9NLVX0I/AAAAAAAADI4/uYX3-bDZPas/s400/new+books+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439232297558957890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the weekend, I went to the near by flea market with Eric and Becky.  I found a book stall there.  The books are new and boy are they good prices.  There is a series of these books.  I read one that I bought before and when I saw these, I had to buy them.  I read Maryland before.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3wI1vtYB8I/AAAAAAAADIw/T-3vD3dXzus/s1600-h/new+books+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3wI1vtYB8I/AAAAAAAADIw/T-3vD3dXzus/s400/new+books+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439232169389590466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I bought the top five books all for $10.00.  What a deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3wIuf3rqzI/AAAAAAAADIo/OL1l4FY5riA/s1600-h/new+books+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3wIuf3rqzI/AAAAAAAADIo/OL1l4FY5riA/s400/new+books+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439232044878768946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now here is a real deal.  These were only $4.00 each.  I would say I will be reading for a long time.  Of course, I HAVE to find time to stitch of Heidi is going to come through the computer after me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-7867910509525616880?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7867910509525616880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=7867910509525616880' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7867910509525616880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7867910509525616880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-better-way-to-pass-time.html' title='WHAT BETTER WAY TO PASS THE TIME?'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3wJEB_hEjI/AAAAAAAADJA/OEhEc7WOfqg/s72-c/new+books+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-2732251020468163000</id><published>2010-02-15T14:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T14:47:45.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HERE WE GO AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3nNzgFh_6I/AAAAAAAADIg/MoVtxPggpjA/s1600-h/800px-North_Central_Ohio_snow_storm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3nNzgFh_6I/AAAAAAAADIg/MoVtxPggpjA/s400/800px-North_Central_Ohio_snow_storm.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438604309696741282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I didn't take these pictures, but we just came in from the store and oh boy is it ever getting bad out.  It is very slippery on the side roads.  I worry about Eric out in the truck and Bill coming home from work soon.  The weather forecast says we will get an inch an hour.  These pictures are just what we are seeing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The salt trucks are out, but it is coming down very fast.  We are supposed to get about eight inches overnight.  Holy cow, is it ever going to end?????&lt;br /&gt;I am so ready for spring.  It is also very cold here in Ohio.  In the teens most of the time right now.  Hope you are all having better luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3nNtnH-b2I/AAAAAAAADIY/4SMSHtwy_Nc/s1600-h/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3nNtnH-b2I/AAAAAAAADIY/4SMSHtwy_Nc/s400/snow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438604208506826594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-2732251020468163000?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2732251020468163000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=2732251020468163000' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2732251020468163000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2732251020468163000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/here-we-go-again.html' title='HERE WE GO AGAIN'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3nNzgFh_6I/AAAAAAAADIg/MoVtxPggpjA/s72-c/800px-North_Central_Ohio_snow_storm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-9146527993627288066</id><published>2010-02-13T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T14:50:55.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO MY BLOGGING FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3csdnsNcjI/AAAAAAAADIQ/W5e9bmKPMJI/s1600-h/10427%7EMy-Valentine-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3csdnsNcjI/AAAAAAAADIQ/W5e9bmKPMJI/s400/10427%7EMy-Valentine-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437863962455405106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope all of you are getting out from under the snow now and have a wonderful, restful Valentine Sunday tomorrow.    I appreciate all of you and love the comments you leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-9146527993627288066?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9146527993627288066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=9146527993627288066' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/9146527993627288066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/9146527993627288066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day-to-my-blogging.html' title='HAPPY VALENTINE&apos;S DAY TO MY BLOGGING FRIENDS'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3csdnsNcjI/AAAAAAAADIQ/W5e9bmKPMJI/s72-c/10427%7EMy-Valentine-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-3831609120962590453</id><published>2010-02-11T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T18:05:14.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3S1NLV-bTI/AAAAAAAADII/rUOPgEIfpJ0/s1600-h/heidi+doll+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3S1NLV-bTI/AAAAAAAADII/rUOPgEIfpJ0/s400/heidi+doll+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437169888130919730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little Miss Heidi is on this picture as a very little girl.  Now, Heidi says she is still a little girl.  She says on Feb. 12th, tomorrow, she is going to be 6.  Maybe we need to put a number in front of that number??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3S1HlduelI/AAAAAAAADIA/NeMbj8bAk3w/s1600-h/Heidi+in+scarf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3S1HlduelI/AAAAAAAADIA/NeMbj8bAk3w/s400/Heidi+in+scarf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437169792063535698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unless I am with her holding a camera, it is very hard to get a picture of this girl.  She agreed to take this one so we could see her in the scarf  made for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3SzW3LzkVI/AAAAAAAADH4/fMLK6v8kS9U/s1600-h/Heidi+new+do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3SzW3LzkVI/AAAAAAAADH4/fMLK6v8kS9U/s400/Heidi+new+do.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437167855494992210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, she got her hair cut and I was bugging her to take a picture so I could see it.  Okay Miss Pickles, I see the hair do and it is very cute.   What a nut.  I hope you have a great birthday and that the package I mailed early might get there.  I know as of today it didn't come. Ahhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3SzRQ9ohjI/AAAAAAAADHw/iQ-rTiF3qj4/s1600-h/245px-Abraham_Lincoln_head_on_shoulders_photo_portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3SzRQ9ohjI/AAAAAAAADHw/iQ-rTiF3qj4/s400/245px-Abraham_Lincoln_head_on_shoulders_photo_portrait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437167759335654962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay, here is another person who had a birthday also.  Happy Birthday Abe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-3831609120962590453?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3831609120962590453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=3831609120962590453' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3831609120962590453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/3831609120962590453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/birthday.html' title='A BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3S1NLV-bTI/AAAAAAAADII/rUOPgEIfpJ0/s72-c/heidi+doll+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-8137962706070765259</id><published>2010-02-09T10:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T10:18:44.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRESIDENT GARFIELD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3GmjnEB54I/AAAAAAAADHY/8mdXI8I-og8/s1600-h/getimage.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S3GmjnEB54I/AAAAAAAADHY/8mdXI8I-og8/s400/getimage.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436309355924416386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;table class="gamebox" width="100%" cellpadding="10" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;&lt;td height="58"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;James A. Garfield Facts and Trivia &lt;/h1&gt;                   &lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Birthday: November 19, 1831 &lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;                                        &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Birthplace: Orange, OH &lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;College or University: Williams &lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Religion: Disciples of Christ &lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Occupation or Profession: Lawyer &lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Military Rank:                      (2 Star) Major General of  Volunteers&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Married:                      Lucretia Rudolph Garfield&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Children: Eliza Arbella Garfield, Harry Augustus Garfield, James Rudolph Garfield, Mary Garfield, Irvin M. Garfield, Adram Garfield, Edward Garfield&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;President number: 20th &lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Political Party: Republican &lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Runner Up: Winfield S. Hancock &lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Vice President: Chester A. Arthur &lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Age at Inauguration: 49 &lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Served: 1881 &lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Number of terms: Less than 1 &lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Other Offices or Commissions:                      U.S. House of Representatives&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Died: September 19, 1881 &lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Age at Death: 49 &lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td class="printables" valign="top"&gt;Place of Burial: Cleveland, OH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was assinated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                     &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;       &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td colspan="5" bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.apples4theteacher.com/images/shim.gif" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.apples4theteacher.com/images/shim.gif" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.apples4theteacher.com/images/shim.gif" width="6" height="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.apples4theteacher.com/images/shim.gif" width="6" height="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S24OgN3CdfI/AAAAAAAADHQ/PBWqA1i84_I/s400/Kristy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435297746921879026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S24Nq9RSM0I/AAAAAAAADHI/CMk_k7ACtwQ/s1600-h/mjs-haiti2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S24Nq9RSM0I/AAAAAAAADHI/CMk_k7ACtwQ/s400/mjs-haiti2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435296831935492930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kristen, my Granddaughter, held a craft auction and crock pot cook off today at her church. I packed a suitcase with crafts and also one with clothes of course and got on the train.   The proceeds will all go to Haiti. New Hope Baptist Church is located in Watertown, New York.  She put this together in only a week.  The missionary group will be leaving soon for Haiti. &lt;br /&gt;$1200.00 was raised.  It was a big success.&lt;br /&gt;One of our blogging friends, My Hidden Stash, lives across the border in Canada.  I told her I would be here for this event and said it would be fun if she could come.&lt;br /&gt;It was great to meet and spend some time with her.  It is nice to put a face to a person we blog with.  Thanks for coming today Janet.  I also got to  hold your traveling sock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-2533684260903515263?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2533684260903515263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=2533684260903515263' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2533684260903515263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/2533684260903515263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/wonderful-girl-doing-wonderful-deed.html' title='A WONDERFUL GIRL DOING A WONDERFUL DEED'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S24OgN3CdfI/AAAAAAAADHQ/PBWqA1i84_I/s72-c/Kristy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-5216086412549883369</id><published>2010-02-04T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:44:28.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCITING TRAIN RIDE</title><content type='html'>This is not the train I came to New York on yesterday.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QenN5DVuLtw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QenN5DVuLtw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-5216086412549883369?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5216086412549883369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=5216086412549883369' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5216086412549883369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5216086412549883369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/exciting-train-ride.html' title='EXCITING TRAIN RIDE'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-8310685067650598763</id><published>2010-02-02T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T14:04:19.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNIE OAKLEY, AN OHIO GIRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S2ihFEbI7GI/AAAAAAAADG4/r0n-33oQu54/s1600-h/210px-Annie_Oakley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S2ihFEbI7GI/AAAAAAAADG4/r0n-33oQu54/s400/210px-Annie_Oakley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433770058881494114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAME: Phoebe Ann Oakley Mozee. She was named Phoebe Ann by her mother, but called Annie by her sisters. Annie promoted the Mozee spelling of the family name. While it has been variously recorded as Mauzy and Moses, Mosey is the version most commonly found in family sources. She took the stage name Oakley, reportedly after Oakley, Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTH DATE: Aug. 13, 1860.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHPLACE: Patterson Township, Darke County, Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDUCATION: Annie did not attend school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY BACKGROUND: Quaker parents Jacob and Susan were originally from Pennsylvania. After a tavern fire ended their livelihood as innkeepers, they moved to a rented farm in Ohio. Father, who had fought in the War of 1812, died in 1866 from pneumonia and overexposure in freezing weather. Annie was the fifth of seven children. Her mother remarried, had another child and was widowed a second time. During this time Annie was put in the care of the superintendent of the county poor farm, where she learned to embroider and sew. She spent some time in near servitude for a local family where she met with mental and physical abuse. When she reunited with her family, her mother had married a third time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESCRIPTION OF ACCOMPLISHMENTS: Whether it be a pistol, rifle, or shotgun, the legendary markswoman Annie Oakley was masterful with them all. Dubbed "Little Sure Shot" by Chief Sitting Bull (she was 5 feet tall), her sharp shooting in Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show won her many awards and captivated audiences far and wide. Her name remains synonymous with firearms and entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in a log cabin on the Ohio frontier, Annie Oakley began shooting game at age nine to support her widowed mother and siblings. She quickly proved to be a dead shot and word spread so much that at age sixteen, Annie went to Cincinnati to enter a shooting contest with Frank E. Butler (1850-1926), an accomplished marksman who performed in vaudeville. Annie won the match by one point and she won Frank Butler's heart as well. Some time later they were married and she became his assistant in his traveling shooting act. Frank recognized that Annie was far more talented and relinquished the limelight to her, becoming her assistant and personal manager. In 1885 they joined Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show, run by the legendary frontiersman and showman Buffalo Bill Cody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For seventeen years Annie Oakley was the Wild West Show's star attraction with her marvelous shooting feats. At 90 feet Annie could shoot a dime tossed in midair. In one day with a .22 rifle she shot 4,472 of 5,000 glass balls tossed in midair. With the thin edge of a playing card facing her at 90 feet, Annie could hit the card and puncture it with with five or six more shots as it settled to the ground. It was from this that free tickets with holes punched in them came to be called "Annie Oakleys." Shooting the ashes off a cigarette held in Frank's mouth was part of the Butler and Oakley act. In a celebrated event while touring in Europe, Wilhelm, Crown Prince of Germany, invited Annie to shoot a cigarette held in his own lips. Annie had Wilhelm hold the cigarette in his hand and not his mouth; she accomplished this challenge, as always effortlessly. In this period Annie Oakley was easily recognizable by the numerous shooting medals that adorned her chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a train wreck in 1901, Annie suffered a spinal injury that required five operations and even left her partially paralyzed for a while. Although she recovered very well, Annie toured less frequently during the latter part of her career. Nonetheless, her shooting expertise did not wane and she continued to set records. In a shooting contest in Pinehurst, N.C. in 1922, sixty-two-year-old Annie hit 100 clay targets straight from the 16 yard mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie Oakley died of pernicious anemia on Nov. 3, 1926, in Greenville, Ohio, at the age of sixty-six. A legend in her own time, the remarkable life of Annie Oakley would be celebrated in the 1946 Herbert and Dorothy Fields musical Annie Get Your Gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her life, Annie overcame poverty, mistreatment and physical injury with her determination and strength of character. She played a role in breaking barriers for women with her talent and accomplishments in her sport. She showed great compassion and generosity to orphans, widows and other young women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATE OF DEATH: Nov. 3, 1926, age 66.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLACE OF DEATH: Greenville, Ohio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-8310685067650598763?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8310685067650598763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=8310685067650598763' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8310685067650598763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/8310685067650598763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/annie-oakley-ohio-girl.html' title='ANNIE OAKLEY, AN OHIO GIRL'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S2ihFEbI7GI/AAAAAAAADG4/r0n-33oQu54/s72-c/210px-Annie_Oakley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-7898151534455909732</id><published>2010-01-30T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T10:23:35.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER OHIO BOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S2R44LLo-sI/AAAAAAAADGw/9t4sDMpAtOM/s1600-h/300px-Roy_Rogers_and_Dale_Evans_at_the_61st_Academy_Awards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S2R44LLo-sI/AAAAAAAADGw/9t4sDMpAtOM/s400/300px-Roy_Rogers_and_Dale_Evans_at_the_61st_Academy_Awards.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432599956985281218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy Rogers, the King of the Cowboys, was actually born in the city. It was in Cincinnati, Ohio, on November 5, 1911, that Leonard Slye (later to be known as Roy Rogers) was born to Mattie and Andy Slye. Years later, the building where he was born was torn down to make way for Riverfront Stadium (recently renamed Cinergy Field), the home of the Cincinnati Reds baseball team. Roy liked to say that he was born right where second base is now located. But the Slye family was never cut out for city life, so a few months after Roy was born, Andy Slye moved his family to Portsmouth, Ohio (a hundred miles east of Cincinnati), where they lived on the houseboat that he and Roy's uncle built. When Roy was seven years old his father decided it was time they settled on solid ground, so he bought a small farm in nearby Duck Run. Living on a farm meant long hours and hard work, but no matter how hard they worked the land there was little money to be made. Roy often said that about all they could raise on their farm were rocks. Eventually Andy Slye realized that he'd have to return to his old factory job at the United States Shoe Company in Cincinnati if he was going to be able to support his family. Since his father would be able to return home only on weekends, this meant that even more of the responsibilities for farm chores fell onto Roy's young shoulders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-7898151534455909732?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7898151534455909732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=7898151534455909732' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7898151534455909732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/7898151534455909732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-ohio-boy.html' title='ANOTHER OHIO BOY'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S2R44LLo-sI/AAAAAAAADGw/9t4sDMpAtOM/s72-c/300px-Roy_Rogers_and_Dale_Evans_at_the_61st_Academy_Awards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-6904429672528806459</id><published>2010-01-26T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T07:53:50.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE ON WILLIAM MCKINLEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S18NC-aCg6I/AAAAAAAADGg/4EJOgvev4oE/s1600-h/174050500_6490c99e8c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S18NC-aCg6I/AAAAAAAADGg/4EJOgvev4oE/s400/174050500_6490c99e8c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431074020395221922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the Monument of William McKinley, right here in my hometown of Canton, Ohio.  He along with his wife and children are buried in this Monument.  It is located in one of the beautiful parks we have running in a row in our town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I remember this best as a place to go as a young girl to take pictures on Easter and also having fun running up and down the steps.  Could never do that now.  LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kids used to have lots of fun sled riding on the hills on each side of the steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is also a museum located at the base now and it is very interesting to go through&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S18NQxcFTDI/AAAAAAAADGo/A9lRiKcgKqo/s1600-h/saxton-house-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S18NQxcFTDI/AAAAAAAADGo/A9lRiKcgKqo/s400/saxton-house-front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431074257432300594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The first ladies library is located downtown Canton.  It was the Saxton house, Mrs. McKinley's maiden name.  McKinley and his wife lived in this house at one time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have visited a few times, and it is well done and well worth seeing.  The ladies who are working each day, dress as one of the first ladies and take you through.  There is a second location just down the street located in one of our old bank buildings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-6904429672528806459?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6904429672528806459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=6904429672528806459' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6904429672528806459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/6904429672528806459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-on-william-mckinley.html' title='MORE ON WILLIAM MCKINLEY'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S18NC-aCg6I/AAAAAAAADGg/4EJOgvev4oE/s72-c/174050500_6490c99e8c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-5268386666361362871</id><published>2010-01-23T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T08:20:10.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE OF OHIO'S PRESIDENTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S1uwY6B5YDI/AAAAAAAADGI/v2oFVB3AoJo/s1600-h/503px-Mckinley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S1uwY6B5YDI/AAAAAAAADGI/v2oFVB3AoJo/s400/503px-Mckinley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430127717665824818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William McKinley (January 29, 1843 – September 14, 1901) was the 25th President of the United States. He was elected twice, in 1896 and 1900 but was assassinated in 1901 at the Pan-American Exposition in Buffalo, New York. He fought the Spanish-American War to gain control of Cuba, and afterwards annexed the Philippines and Puerto Rico, as well as Hawaii. He promoted high tariffs as a formula for prosperity, helped rebuild the Republican party in 1896 by introducing new campaign techniques, and presided over a return to prosperity after the Panic of 1893. He was succeeded by his Vice President, Theodore Roosevelt.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in Niles, Ohio on Sunday January 29, 1843, William McKinley was the seventh of nine children. His parents, William and Nancy (Allison) McKinley were of Scots-Irish ancestry. He graduated from Poland Academy and briefly attended Allegheny College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June 1861, at the start of the American Civil War, he enlisted in the Union Army, as a private in the Twenty-third Regiment, Ohio Volunteer Infantry. The regiment was sent to western Virginia where it spent a year fighting small Confederate units. His superior officer, another future U.S. President, Rutherford B. Hayes, promoted McKinley to commissary sergeant for his bravery in battle. For driving a mule team delivering rations under enemy fire at Antietam, he was promoted to second lieutenant by Hayes. This pattern repeated several times during the war, and McKinley eventually mustered out as Captain and brevet Major of the same regiment in September 1865.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the war, McKinley attended Albany Law School in Albany, New York and was admitted to the bar in 1867. He practiced law in Canton, Ohio, and became the prosecuting attorney of Stark County, Ohio, from 1869 to 1871&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKinley was elected as a Republican to the United States House of Representatives and served from 1877 to 1883 and again from March 4, 1885 to March 3, 1891.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-5268386666361362871?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5268386666361362871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=5268386666361362871' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5268386666361362871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/5268386666361362871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-of-ohios-presidents.html' title='ONE OF OHIO&apos;S PRESIDENTS'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S1uwY6B5YDI/AAAAAAAADGI/v2oFVB3AoJo/s72-c/503px-Mckinley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58133012720094437.post-655911414037901534</id><published>2010-01-21T09:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:39:29.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE OHIO FAMOUS PEOPLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S1iRKbvZ5GI/AAAAAAAADGA/5GTTkjrdhu0/s1600-h/edison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S1iRKbvZ5GI/AAAAAAAADGA/5GTTkjrdhu0/s400/edison.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429248959226438754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to popular belief, Thomas Edison was not born into poverty in a backwater mid-western town. Actually, he was born -on Feb. 11, 1847 - to middle-class parents in the bustling port of Milan, Ohio, a community that - next to Odessa, Russia - was the largest wheat shipping center in the world. In 1854, his family moved to the vibrant city of Port Huron, Michigan, which ultimately surpassed the commercial preeminence of both Milan and Odessa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edison as a childAt age seven - after spending 12 weeks in a noisy one-room schoolhouse with 38 other students of ll ages - Tom's overworked and short tempered teacher finally lost his patience with the child's persistent questioning and seemingly self centered behavior.  Noting that Tom's forehead was unusually broad and his head was considerably larger than average, he made no secret of his belief that the hyperactive youngster's brains were "addled" or scrambled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If modern psychology had existed back then, Tom would have probably been deemed a victim of ADHD (attention deficit hyperactivity disorder) and proscribed a hefty dose of the "miracle drug" Ritalin. Instead, when his beloved mother - whom he recalled "was the making of me...  [because] she was always so true and so sure of me...  And always made me feel I had someone to live for and must not disappoint." - became aware of the situation, she promptly withdrew him from school and began to "home-teach" him.  Not surprisingly, she was convinced her son's slightly unusual demeanor and physical appearance were merely outward signs of his remarkable intelligence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/58133012720094437-655911414037901534?l=knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/655911414037901534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=58133012720094437&amp;postID=655911414037901534' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/655911414037901534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/58133012720094437/posts/default/655911414037901534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-ohio-famous-people.html' title='MORE OHIO FAMOUS PEOPLE'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08094109205059653539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/SQsTAHFlauI/AAAAAAAABzk/irrbejaFNQM/S220/ne+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZiqrGYI7UA/S1iRKbvZ5GI/AAAAAAAADGA/5GTTkjrdhu0/s72-c/edison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
