It was a day for going through boxes and boxes of postcards at the meeting of the Postcard Collectors Club. I found some nice cards to add to my collection.
For example – isn’t he a cutie?

Lithograph by Edouard Manet, Museum of Fine Arts, Boston
It was a day for going through boxes and boxes of postcards at the meeting of the Postcard Collectors Club. I found some nice cards to add to my collection.
For example – isn’t he a cutie?

Lithograph by Edouard Manet, Museum of Fine Arts, Boston
It was a
funny month, weather-wise. It started
with snow, and became spring-like.


At the
beginning of the month, the days were getting longer, and my dog walking was
happening after sunrise.

Mists and cloud still made for great lighting.

By the end
of the month it was the sunsets which gave the wonderful colours.

The grass
was growing, and the sheep were out.

There were
days where the stormy blue-grey skies, and the low sun, made my stained glass
angel glow.

The dogs
continued to make me laugh! This is
Eilidh reacting to a video of Scottie puppies playing.

Towards the end of the month we had a mild spell, with plenty of sun. The the mixed woodland of the Muddisdale walk was especially colourful – here the silver birch (with Magnus)…

….
ash….


and alder. The verges are beginning to show signs of spring. Snowdrops and crocuses came…
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A Happy Beginning
My son and his new born daughter – family history. That new born daughter is now a teenager.
This is my latest acquisition.
Chickadees from Norway
I/we never camped in East Africa but we had many adventures to the places described. What memories are evoked! Thank you Bush narrator.
Kenya and Tanzania – February 1988
Beautiful and promising wall-painting in a petrol station at the Kenya-Tanzania border!
The trip in a few words.
Itinerary
Nairobi City (Kenya) – Ngorongoro Crater (Tanzania) – Manyara Lake (Tanzania) – Nairobi City (Kenya)
Participants
[1] 4WD – driver; [2]Xray – wife and game spotter – in Land Rover; [3]ScoutSpirit – driver; [4]PinkShade – partner and story teller; [5]Khanga – mum of PinkShade – in Isuzu Trooper.
The team getting ready, early in the morning, around the Land Rover (PinkShade missing)
The trip in detail.
Saturday, 20th of February – Towards the mythical crater – Getting in the mood and freezing!
In two cars, on a beautiful Saturday morning, we left Nairobi for Ngorongoro Crater and Lake Manyara. A light spirit invaded me as we set off. Initially nothing special to mention, except for the very good road…
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A few of the grandchildren
Not the best of pictures but I’ll try to find a few more to give the real flavor of this momentous recent occasion.
The first Sunday of each month a meeting of the Pacific Northwest Postcard Collectors Club is held. In anticipation of the March meeting I am going to post some of my cards. I’m never quite sure what I am going to look for, nor what I am going to find, at each meeting.That’s part of the fun.Last month I got sort of carried away by Sheep. The seller has promised to bring more “sheep” cards this month. I am also going to be on the lookout for dogs and cats. And cards from places where I have lived and traveled.


Skiing in Norway

Not to forget my interests in knitting and weaving

A good solid dog
Where I worked one summer long ago – Brush & Needle Studio in Ogunquit Maine – (now Barnacle Billie’s, popular with the Bush family)

another dog


At about mid-day on the 25th of February 1645, two weeks after the siege began, Sydenham was informed that a party of Royalist horse was escorting several wagon loads of supplies into Weymouth, and he decided to send out a troop of his own horse to attack the convoy in the hope of capturing a wagon or two of much needed food. It is possible that the wagons were sent by Goring himself as a gift for Dyve, and the two groups clashed somewhere near the little village of Westham, to the west of Weymouth.
Incredibly, Sydenham’s horsemen succeeded in completely routing the entire royalist escort, who fled in disarray off towards their comrades in Weymouth, leaving the Roundhead victors to try and turn the wagons about and head for the comparative safety of Melcombe with their prize. Sir Lewis Dyve had been observing this lamentable turn of events from…
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Following this blog fascinates me. There are a number of parallels with my own father’s life 1891-1949.
"Greatest Generation" Life Lessons
Last June I read about a Challenge, 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks, and I was intrigued. I decided to take up the challenge. Some Ancestors may take more than one week, but I still intend to write about 52 Ancestors. I hope you enjoy reading about My Ancestors as much as I am looking forward to researching and writing about them.
(1) Alfred Duryee Guion; (2) Alfred Peabody Guion; (3) Judith Anne Guion

Alfred Duryee Guion

Alfred Beck Guion

Ella (Duryee) Guion
Excerpts From Reminiscences of Alfred D Guion:
In 1884, the year I was born, that part of Fifth Ave., New York City, where my parents lived, was “uptown” which meant somewhere above 59th St.
Alfred Duryee and Elsie May Guion about 1895
From the time I was 3 years old until I was married, we lived in Mount…
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We get sunsets like this too here in Seattle.
Yesterday evening I noticed, through the window, that the sky was looking colourful. Over the next 20 minutes or so I took this series of photos from the back of my carport. Photos have been cropped slightly, but the colour has not been altered. Enjoy!







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