Saturday Scenes

I didn't tell you about the sweet little yellow pottery birds I bought at Flourishes last month. They have found a home on my coffee table that is really an old trunk that once belonged to my sweetheart's father and grandparents. I didn't know just what I wanted to put in their little 'trough' until I found a bag of White Linen potpourri. I like the browns and blues with the yellow birds.Today was Friend To Friend, a once-a-month dessert time for ladies in the Portland area. The two gals who do the centerpieces for the tables are very creative and they always have such wonderful ideas. The centerpieces are for sale and are always very popular. When I saw what they put together for today I didn't hesitate to buy one of these sweet little yellow purses filled with violas.I knew exactly where it should go. I added a sweet little book from my shelf.

A touch of Spring, a little book and yellow pottery birds. I thought my day was complete! But wait. I came home to an empty house. My sweetheart had thatched the lawns in our yard. Dry grass lay everywhere ready to be raked up. A few minutes later he arrived but not alone. He had hired help! Our grandson Mr. C. (on the right) and his good friend Mr. J.! They had come to help rake and bag the grass. And to help Papa. They worked hard and enjoyed the cooler that held their favorite sodas. A bit later our oldest granddaughter, Miss A., arrived to help.

It was a fairly warm day, they worked hard and Papa paid them well. They were thrilled when I handed each of them pictures of their afternoon at our house. I gave each of them an envelope to keep their pictures safe for the trip home. Mr. J. asked for a pen. On his envelope he carefully wrote:

10 bucks!!!!

J.

Go Ducks!!!!

Boo Beavers!!!!

I am thrilled to have new treasures on my old trunk. But the thrill is surpassed by the treasured people who worked hard here today - my kind and generous sweetheart, two dear-to-my-heart grandchildren and a special little friend. They will return again some time soon. Perhaps to help work again. Or just to visit and enjoy being at our home.