Flea Market Finds – a reflection
I see wheels and pictures And wonder what machine they ran And who drove them. Dishes, crocks, teapots and tools Flea market find…
I see wheels and pictures And wonder what machine they ran And who drove them. Dishes, crocks, teapots and tools Flea market find…
When I was a girl, my grandma always called her purse a pocket book. She didn’t have a lot of jingle in her…
I’ve mentioned in a previous blog about a few of the great restaurant options in Ann Arbor and the surrounding area that I…
Disclaimer – This is a sponsored post and all opinions are my own Looking into my Christmas snow globe I contemplate just where…
On the Second day of Christmas my true love gave to me… You know the words! What you may not know is…