Sometimes you just have to throw in the towel. That was today. It just started going downhill the minute I got up. Nothing major just the nagging minor issues that continued to add up. At about three o'clock I had had my fill and I knew exactly where to go to turn it around.
Flea market here I come...
That's where I found Stanley the Steer in the tin barn. Right below the yellow hay pulley.
It is bright and sunny all day in the flea market per his blue shadow.
Come on in and help with the milking.
The calves are ready to be fed from my neatly cut hay. Go ahead and use the pitch fork.
We can get all kinds of implements in these doors. Just don't park them on the hay!
Who wouldn't have a happy time in this sweet tin barn. My mood was immediately lifted once I found this. Can't you just see a farm truck full of Christmas trees for the holidays and bottle brush wreaths on the doors!
Smiles on sweet faces in these darling children's books.
Around and About Buttercup Farm
We Love America
The Little Red Wagon
Yet another dreamy tablecloth with not a stain on it.
I must admit I don't normally go for these, but lately I have been drawn to them?
Buttons at last...and the odd doll hands?
Best idea I've had in a while. Stopped the suffering day right in its path.
Here is hoping for Happi days again.