A Few Pictures or Ten

A small nod to autumn...

 ~not framed~

 ~framed~

I've had the vintage housewife graphic for so long that I forgot where it came from; otherwise, I'd give credit. I've always liked her pantry! Anyway, I've obviously edited it using my Distressed app and added the little poem of a few days ago. If it's of interest to anyone, feel free to snag. 

The spider lilies↑ did the best this year. They seem impervious to Japanese Beetles.

Those trees are really leaning, but as John tells me, "They're not ours." Right. But they will fall, if they ever do, on what is.

~soaring~

You can probably guess what is soaring. This reminds me of the time my daughter was patiently explaining to my grands how to tell the difference between eagles and turkey vultures. "Eagles have some white underneath," she said. Just then a seagull went flying past and my grandson said, "Oh look! There goes one now!"
A happy holiday weekend to my countrymen and to my cousins to the North.

My Kitchen

I've been playing all morning with graphics at PicMonkey and with my own editing programs. This poem perfectly reflects my aunt's philosophy and so I have been trying to think of ways to give it to her. I thought of embroidering it, but turns out, I'm too laZy. 
My aunt is a very gracious hostess, but the kitchen is small and it's much easier for her to crash around in there with her hubby than to have extra help. 
And how do you feel about it? Do you enjoy help in your kitchen or do you prefer to go it alone?
Me? I like help in the kitchen because I need all the help I can get. I just wish my kitchen were large enough to accommodate all the extra hands.
I've debated closing comments as an experiment. Too bad I asked you a question and can't. ☺
A happy Tuesday to you.
Love,
Vee