Our daughter is here this weekend and I pressed her into taking some photos on my behalf.
Mug on the left bears a photo of the drive shed, Ed's lair...which is strictly enter at own risk, preferably wearing sturdy boots with steel-capped toes. Ed's sister gave the mug to Ed as a Christmas present one year.
Mug on the right is a Rottie of course, a mainstay of our lives for almost forty years now, and only one of many Rottie mugs and stuffies and plaques and t-shirts and nighties and you name it (and Hummingbird things also) we have been given by the wonderful friends from the States and Ontario and Quebec who attended 20 years of Annual Dog Weekends (and I use the term loosely...from Thursday to Tuesday for the Delaware folks) at the farm. What incredible memories of those times.
The mug on the left says Moab, our home away from home and it's been 8 years since we last were there. 1985-2017. I still miss it and when I see Facebook short reel videos of the area, my heart clenches sometimes. The graphic is of course Kokopelli. Kokopelli and southwest lizards were our late son Steve's favorites. In fact, one of our upstairs bedroom is the Kokopelli Room (yes, our bedrooms have names...we are nothing if not pretentious) filled with Kokopelli bits and bobs we brought back over the years for him. We did take Steve with us to Moab one year.
The blue glass mug is just that, blue glass, one of my favorites. The first years on the farm I bought a complete set of blue glass plates and glasses and bowls and mugs. They're almost all gone now, except for some mugs and two large serving bowls, but I still have and use the blue handled cutlery ...which Ed hated...said they were too light and small. So I use it and everyone else has a heavier, more conventional set to use. It's hard to believe but we've been on the farm 35 years. Of course it's hard to believe that we are in our mid-80s and have been together since I was 15 and he was 16. Sorry, I'm old and I tend to ramble...
