Last year, in the yard of a “near and dear” neighbor, “yours truly” decorated a bottle tree with Christmas lights.

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Most of the year, patriotic bottles on display.

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This Christmas, no decorations around my trailer home; no Christmas bottle tree.

Yesterday, pictures taken of windows devoid of attractive stained glass decorations. Today, a link to earlier blog with pictures of the pretty items. Then reminiscing….

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“Yours truly” loves the view from windows in her trailer home.  However, it is “heart stopping” to see the flashing lights of an emergency vehicle in the driveway. Gratefully, my “near and dear” neighbor is okay. ~~ Gratefully, I am, likewise, okay. I’ve fallen recently but no repeat of my earlier injury.

my “faux pas“ could be rectified in one hour.

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“No,” not my car.

A similar problem on another occasion.

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Such a delight; so uplifting!! I’m referencing “Stick a Geranium in your hat and be happy.”  Usually, I am “too busy” to sit and read a book. Right now, I’m between “chapters” of my life and find I have time to read. No boxes of genealogy in my living room–to scan and publish to the Internet. No garden plants to water and nurture; no feeders for the birds and squirrels.

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Stick a Geranium in you hat and be happy.

“Oh, that you would Bless me indeed,
And enlarge my territory,
That Your hand would be with me,
and that You would keep me from evil,
That I may not cause pain.”

First Chronicles 4:10

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Removed books, and memorabilia, from a bookcase; packed several boxes. The framed prayer is among the cherished items hidden from the light of day for an unknown period of time.

Expensive window repair!! Two-thousand three hundred dollars to replace that window!!

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The planters were my handiwork a couple of years ago–for my “near and dear” neighbor.

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For us “old folks,”  life can be confusing?! Second and third hand information indicates the repair was substantially less expensive. Changing the subject: The bees, butterflies, and hummingbirds love the Cape Honeysuckle (nothing confusing about that detail).

It’s a nightmare; I want to wake up and find it was “a bad dream” !!