Talk Till Dawn – 26

Creative Cain Cabin's Talk Till Dawn Series

I’m excited to share with you a new series I’m starting called, “Talk Till Dawn”, I want this to be about my everyday life, the things I’m reading, eating, my everyday ups and down, along with photos that I’ve taken over the week.

My life and home is far from perfect even though I always share with you pretty home decor picture. Now from time to time I’ll give you a look at how things can get out of control like everyone else’s life.

Raised Bed Garden in Spring

Oops! It’s March already and I forgot to post my February “Talk Till Dawn” episode. February is such a short month it slipped by me in record time.

As you can see by the photos I’ve added today my mind and spirit are longing for spring. The snow has melted off this week and the temperatures are starting to climb. I get a glimpse of what spring feels like for a few hours every afternoon but then again they drop and the reminder that winter is still very close is all to real again.

I’m so excited to kick off the warm winter boots and pull on my Hunter boots, to accommodate all the mud, or a cute pair of sandals. I did pick up 2 new ¾ length sleeved t-shirts this week. As I get older I don’t like showing my arms so sleeveless is a definite no-no, and short sleeves I will do but no if I’m going out, but ¾ length I like. I made the purchases at two different trips to town and when I got home I noticed both shirts are navy and white striped, one horizontal and one vertical stripe. Ha-Ha

I tend to only wear certain colors; all in dark or drab tones. It makes it easy to get dressed because everything mixes and matches. I look horrible in pastel colors so I stay away from those. Even in summer I’m drawn to the color black. I own less and less as I age and tend to wear the same things over and over again. My favorite go to pants are bib overalls, I roll them up to Capri length, add a cute shoe, and I’m off and running.

Here's a great way to use that old baby crib. Keep the springs and turn it into hanging garden tool storage. Throw in a few galvanized buckets planted with annuals and it looks like a wall of art. It's the perfect functional rustic look.

As you read this today Grama Red and I are lunching and doing a little shopping. She’s so darn cute; she’s reminded me she’ll be turning 101 here shortly. Like I could forget, right? She’s such a hoot! She asked me how old the longing living person is and without looking it up I told her I though 114. I had to ask her if she was planning on beating the record. She thought on it for a while and hasn’t decided if she’s going for that yet or not.

We go to lunch once a week and I go stay with here at the farm if my Aunt, which lives with her, needs to go out for any length of time. I love all those moments I get to spend with her alone, she spills all her stories from her younger days. Her mind is in tiptop shape; in all reality it’s better than mine on most days. She’s had quite the exciting life and one of these days I tell you all about it. Over the years I’ve kept a journal of the stories she’s told me when we’re alone; all things I want to document and not forget.

I’ve been on a reading spree here of late. I’m rereading the “Left Behind” series. I read them all when they first came out over 20 years ago and decided to revisit them. Yep I love them just as much now as I did then. This is the first time I’ve ever reread a book in my entire life. I’m the same with movies; I seldom watch a movie I’ve seen before. There’s a handful I have but not like hubby he can watch the same movie over and over again.  I have a hard time concentrating on one the first go around; my wheels are always turning of something else I should be doing not sitting in front of the TV. Funny I don’t feel that way about reading though.

Snow On The Mountain

I had to go pay the dreaded property taxes this week. It’s either sign your life away or give over your first born when it comes to the cost. Ours are up to $1,000 a month here and I feel that’s too high. We’re looking for a new house in the same town but in a different county hoping that will make a difference in our property taxes, no one I know pays as much as we do. I could see it if we lived on a lake but we live on a dirt road in the middle of nowhere. 

I’ve been looking for two years now for a new home with no luck. I just keep praying in Gods timing it will all come together. It’s so easy to want things when we want them but I am faithfully being patient and waiting for it to all fall into place.

Until next time take care and thank you for spending the time talking till dawn with me today!

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  1. It’s soooo great that you spend such quality time with your grandmother!! 101!! Tell her she should definitely “go” for the record (fingers crossed).

    I can hardly believe that your county’s PPTax is so outstandingly ridiculously high……the streets better be paved in gold and cleaned with a toothbrush, for that…sheesh!!

    Hope you can relocate, in happiness, soon.

    1. Lisa, yes I love being with Grama Red. Believe me no golden streets here I live on a dirt road that’s poorly maintained it’s more pot holes than anything.

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