October's becoming a fairly busy month -- it used to be just the '3 H's' - Heidi, Heather & Halloween. Between b-days, finishing up soccer games for Kloyie & Skyla (half of which were stormed out!), and a Halloween carnival for Kloyie's and Skyla's school, I believe we are just about ready to finish out the month with Halloween!

We were all over to Heather & Gary's yesterday to celebrate The Boy's b-day. They are great host's and it was fun to have everyone together. Good thing Heather, Heidi and their little girls helped him celebrate on the 23rd, because since then, he got an ear infection that required an antibiotic, which resulted in an allergic reaction and HIVES covering most his little body! LOOK AT THE WELTS ON THIS POOR BABY (think Will Smith on HITCH)-swollen eyes and ears, itchy red splotches and pretty much miserable - he did hang in there pretty good long enough to open his gifts, eat a scoop of ice cream & a slice of cake.

Fay's husband sat and drew caracatures of everyone. He's a Good Sport to do this for every family gathering! I have yet to have one done, as I'm trying to think of a good character for this funny face! But all of the kids were a RIOT.

HAPPY 1ST BIRTHDAY, WESSIE!

Weston is Heather's 2nd child and the 6th grandchild on both sides of the family!(aka Pumpkin Head, Bobble-Noggin & The Boy)

One year old? What a SURPRISE!
See that look of shock in my eyes?
Growing up is quite hard work --
But something we must never shirk!

I've learned to roll, and then to crawl
I yell for Taylor -- I throw the ball.
I bark just like the doggies do
And stick my fingers in doggie poo!

My 'Grandma Sue' thinks that I am tops
I try to please her with all my PROPS -
There's Bah'Ba, who'zat, bye-bye and naughty
My next big step will be to 'go Potty'!

I'm pulling myself up to everything that stands
This is done with my teeth -- along with my hands!
I know that pinching and biting aren't nice
But the trouble I get from it gives Mom such a rise!

My Momma tells Taylor to be nice and to share
Cuz one day, I'll be bigger 'n tougher 'n meaner;
I may sit on her - I may punch her
I may even pull her hair!

We all know that I'm just as SWEET as can be
Look at that face - Who could doubt my intent?
I'm one, I'm fun, I'm not here to torment!
So just love me, and feed me, and make sure that I'm happy
And if you're lucky, I may lay down for my "POWER" nappy!

The Jesus Store

Funny Story - Heather, Taylor, Weston and I were out shopping on Friday for Kloyie's birthday at Deseret Book. Heather & I walked around the entire store looking at decorations, plaques, books, sampling SnickerDoodles(!) We wandered into the pictures and started picking out our favorite pix of the Savior. We decided we love the new versions that have him more animated - blue eyes, and especially the ones with children.

Anyway, Taylor pipes up with 'How come there's so many pictures of Jesus here?' Along with the 'insanity thing we inherit from our kids', I've picked up on my kid's qUICKwIT! Heather and I reply simultaneously, 'Cuz this is the Jesus Store'. We hear two ladies on the other side of the shelves laughing. . .Oh No! We've been caught in our sarcasm!

Taylor's last question: 'Why does Jesus need a store?' Good question, Taylor. I think even Jesus would laugh at that.

Kloyie's Eight!

Kloyie is my oldest grandchild and daughter to my 3rd son, Curtis.

Such a special day for a Special little girl
Turning eight years old has put you in a Whirl!
"My Dad's going to baptize me", you say
How wonderful that this is the Highlight of your day.

No thought of party, gifts, or cake,
Only that you're turning Eight
And knowing that you'll be baptized
Has put you into such a state.

"Choose the Right" will be your motto
"What would Jesus Do?"
If you follow the baptismal covenants
and are quiet enough to hear the Spirit whisper
You'll know how to stay true.

Our little Kloyie - Eight Today!
And how the years are slipping away,
Always so many things to do
Never much time for just we two.
The length of you - All legs and arms!
those artful poses and subtle charms
A studied indifference upon your face
Changing as I watch you grow
Becoming someone new to know.

I have such things I want to say
To show you, if I can, the way
to see the world in golden shades
To never lose your chosen way.
To stay safe when others are at risk
To know how to love and who to kiss.

So Happy Birthday, Eight Today!
With all my Love, Grandma

Twice the Love - Double the Delight!

29 Years ago on October 6th, a Blessing X2 came into our lives! The vibrant colors of the Autumn leaves, the humbling serenity of a Conference weekend, the total AWE of 2 perfect baby girls, who have transformed into special women with an inner strength, beauty and talent -- and two of my Best Friends!

Heidi we nicknamed 'Kitten', because she laid so quiet & cuddly - just like a kitten when it curls up on your lap to sleep. Heather was 'Squeaky' - everytime her eyes opened, her mouth opened!(much like a baby bird who awaits it's Mother's return with something to eat). She was not awake without wanting attention. You'll notice Heidi gets "Top Billing" on this shared day as she came 2 minutes earlier than her sister..

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Heidi & Heather - I Love you so much!

'TIS NO OTHER . . .
Twin by Chance, Friend by Choice

Sister, Friend, but so much more
One would not be here without the other
So when you think you're all alone
Don't look to strangers . . . Seek out your sister.

Sharing everything since birth
Sleeping, eating, pooping, toys
The only thing I don't remember
Is that you might've shared the BOYS!

Alike, yet different . . .
With your individual style
Choosing friends who didn't fit the other
Always coming home to share with your sister.

Proud to call you both "my daughter"
Praying that you will remain happy, and close to each other.
'Tis no other more special. . . I've said it before
Sister, Friend, but so much more.

(Happy Birthday-October 6, 2005)

I love you both, all the way from Heaven and Back!

The Naughty Ladies of Cherry Hill . . .

The naughty ladies of Cherry Hill
Have hit the town like a bomb.
The back fence gossip ain't been this good
Since Margie ran off with Uncle Tom!
Our town was peaceful and quiet
Before they came on the scene
The ladies have started such a riot
Disturbin' the suburban routine.

You should see how they carry on
With their admirers galore
They must be giving them quite a thrill
The way the guys all flock to their door.
They throw those 'come-hither' glances
To ev'ry Tom, Glen & Wayne
When offered some liquid refreshment
These ladies, they never complain!

The naughty ladies of Cherry Hill
Have the town in a whirl;
The naughty ladies of Cherry Hill
Me o' my, oh what cute girls.

The thing they're trying to pin on them
Won't hold much long, I'm sure.
Beneath the powder and fancy lace
There beats little hearts sweet and pure.
They just need someone to change them
Then they'll be nice as can be.
"If you in the neighborhood, Stranger'
You're welcome to drop in and see."

The naughty ladies of Cherry Hill
So delightful to hold;
The naughty ladies of Cherry Hill
They're delectable - quite respectable
And they're only two weeks old!

(Written and sung by Vicky & Kris
for a Heidi's & Heather's baby shower)

Anniversaries, & Birthdays & more, OH MY!

The month of September was a BIG month of special birthdays & anniversaries. So HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Krissy, Vicky, Paige, Shaylee & Jessica.

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY to the DelHoyo's, the Rix's, the Campbells, the Pedersen's and the Banford's.

I'm Good Enough, I'm Smart Enough, and Doggone It, People Like Me!

OK, then! Since my outdoor adventure over a week ago, I got NUTHIN'. I am recovering nicely from the scrapes and bruising (Thank you for asking); but Heidi, Laila and I have all come down with a rotten bug that I'm told will last 2 weeks! YEA!

Since I check everyone else's blog more than once a day to see what's happening to the 'Beautiful People', I decided I'd better get my two cents in, even if it's just to tell you all that I think we have a pretty great bunch of people in our family! Congrats to Ben, Kwona and kids on the NEWS! It's always so exciting to hear about what's going on with the DelHoyo's, the Smith's, the Boxer's, and Jenna! Oh to be energetic and totally incorporated in the everyday happenings of a young family -- I remember it well, but don't think I'd want to go there again!

Heidi and Grant had an anniversary get-away planned for the weekend, and since I already was sick, took over the tending issue with Laila and Tank (the English Bulldog). Picture this if you can, a roll of toilet paper hanging off my belt loop just so's I have it handy to wipe up the slime from the dog's mouth, Laila's and my nose, and anything else that may need to be wiped up. Laila is packing my jar of Mentholatum and inhaler around in her pocket, and I have my Afrin and AIRBORNE's on the kitchen counter. It was a FUN weekend.

I've been considering seriously the opportunity (Did I actually say that?) of getting back into a professional career. So I'm polishing up my resume', calling on those people I trust enough to lie for me as references, and anticipating with bated breath the 40-hour week, the hour long drive, and the hustle and bustle of the Big City. Unless, of course, I get a part-timer here in Davis Co. and only have to dress up on Sundays! Oh wait, I don't do that either! I've had just about as much fun as a girl can stand for the past 3 years without having to work. It was nice being able to lounge out by the pool in Boise, and we have worked hard to get the yard done at our new location in Syracuse, but it's time to dust off and do something more! I only wish I had taken the time and opportunity to get more schooling so that I was marketable, but I guess 13 years polishing diamonds should get me somewhere, don't ya think?

The weather here is changing markedly towards Fall. There are some beautiful drives to take and a few good days left to watch the kids play soccer, football, and play at the park. I guess I'll take advantage of these before I am committed (Did I say that?) to a job. Some of the best times of our lives is when we can sit in solitude and listen to what the wind says. Or watch the ducks and geese swim across the pond, only to get to the other side . . . for what? I leave you with this beautiful image (compliments of Mike).

Chapter 2 - Rescue

When last I left you, we had gathered back at the parking lot of the Lodge. I'm thinking we've put in a good training session -- but NOOOO! We're just getting a 2nd wind! OH GOODY - we get to do it again! We go through the same instructions and are sent off with a scent article to tie on a branch along the way. Then up, over, up some more and hunker down for the wait. This time, I make sure I'm up and out of the prescribed area far enough to be acceptable. I plop myself down and radio in. Waiting . . . waiting . . . waiting. I'm wondering if anyone heard me. I lay down and look straight up in the sky above me. Beautiful!

Finally, a nice man's voice comes across and asks if I'm OK. Sure; just fine! As I sit there, I realize that I'm sitting in an ant bed! Not to worry; just little black ants that I feel crawling up my legs, under my shirt, on my arms and neck; they don't bite. Could be worse - could be poison oak or a rattle snake. Should I jump up to another spot and compromise whether the dog is close by? The trooper that I am, I just sit & swipe!

Many minutes go by. Finally, I hear the crackling of branches as the man & his dog approach me. It's Shasta, the bloodhound to the rescue, and she gives me wet kisses to say she's there and should now be rewarded! What? A kiss is not enough? No! They want treats and toys as well!

The day seems to be a SUCCESS. I was rescued twice, and am asked if I'd like to go one more time? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? You may actually have a 'VICTIM' in the true form if I go out a 3rd time.

I get home and survey the injuries: 4 new bruises; a skinned knee; a twisted ankle; scrapes and abrasions down my arm; and thorns in my hand - but not the least bit stiff! Maybe this old lady is in better shape than I thought! Not bad for a novice victim; and my grandkids will be so excited to see and hear about what an adventurer I am!

Did I enjoy the day? What sane person would not love being out in the beautiful fall foliage, smelling the sage and oak, conversing with the animals, and being with/meeting good friends? Will I go again? I understand the next traning session is up North and includes a Dutch Oven dinner - I'm a sucker for food (HA! HA!) Will my injuries be healed and my pride be mended? Most definitely! Just not gonna take anything but snack mix, water, and smaller note pad in a fanny pack. It makes for a much harder hike if your arms of full of peripherals that really aren't needed.

Hurry up into the Hills, and take advantage of the view before it's gone!

Rescue Pack . . . coming to the rescue!

My adventure begins with a leisurely drive up Weber Canyon to Trapper's Loop and a turnoff at Snow Basin. The fall foliage is beginning to turn into vibrant colors of gold, orange, reds, and hues of all three! In contrast with the pines, they make for a beautiful setting to play 'Hide & Seek' with my friends group from "American Rescue Dogs". Polly has been trying to get me out on one of the training sessions for the past year! I finally gave in - and had such a great time.

Let me just preface the previous remark by saying that the fearless leader of this group began by calling me a "victim" and not a "hider"! This and the fact that my friend had sent me two emails that I opened up early this morning - 1. a quiz to test your 'belief system' & 2. a silly video about in-bred deer hunters who hold branches up to their heads and end up being mistaken for deer - and SHOT! Okay. . .is she sending me a message? Anyway, after I meet everyone in the group (including the dogs) I'm sure glad people 'make nice' by shaking hands! I get shuffled into a little red truck and we head back down the road to our hiding area. Now, I'm wondering what my outcome will be as she points me in the direction she would like me to take -- across the road, down the ravine, up to the dead tree, north along the side of the mountain, while climbing higher, and just about parallel to where they had seen a MONSTER Moose as they drove up this morning! Fine. . .I don't see the Moose in the field; has it gone back up into the high country?

As the starting gun fires, I take off for my trek. Now no one says this is a race, but I'm thinking I should get to my spot post-haste, so that I can settle in before the bloodhounds are released. I stumble; I fall, I'm gasping and snorting up the mountain! I get just about as far as I think I can go & radio in on the GPS. "No", Vicky says, "go a little further north".

What have I got myself into? I pick myself up (Yes folks! I'm laying prostrate sideways on the mountain)! I guess I didn't take into consideration that a 'victim' must hike into the area of demise and then hunker down in a thicket of trees 'til the dogs find them. I had been instructed to bring a book, a sketch/writing pad, handwork - anything that I would like to spend time doing. Further in, I finally see the meadow I'm suppose to be seeing far below! I drop across the stump of a fallen tree -- I wonder if anyone heard it fall? I wonder if anyone heard ME fall?! I again radio in and they check my coordinates. I begin surveying my injuries, as I lay there bruised and bleeding. YES! I am truly a VICTIM! I look up into the sky - is it a bird, a plane? Maybe they'll send in Air Support!

As I sit there in the quiet solitude, I am amazed at how beautiful it is. Noises that you hear only in Nature are all around. The wind whistling thru the pines; a bird pecking away at the bark of a nearby tree; branches creaking and rubbin as the wind blows thru them. Oh & Looky there - I see Chip n' Dale (not the dancers) chasing one another up and down the trees! After a half hour or longer, I hear footsteps behind and above me. Crikey! Please let it be "Man & His Best Friend" and not that MOOSE! Yes - it's my guys to the rescue. They seem as happy & excited to find me, as I am to see them! After doggy kisses from Clyde (the dog) and treats for reward, we pick ourselves up & head back down the hill -- did I say HILL? We get picked up on the road and driven down by the Lodge. Oh good - almost everyone is back - are we done?!

[to be continued]

EARTH, WIND & FIRE

September 2, 2007 - Momentous! We weathered the elements of Earth, Wind, maybe not Fire! Unless you want to count the antics of a rebellious, contrary and uncooperative 2 year-old and a tired baby! Mike, Shari and Connor were able to come up for Labor Day weekend, so that was like getting the Earth to stand still. To get Curt to come, I told him that is poor old Mom had been diagnosed with a terminal illness, and that this was her dying wish. Woody asked why we just couldn't just put it off another year! And I promised them all that this would be the last time I asked them to do this. Can you guess yet what I'm talking about? You got it folks -- a FAMILY PORTRAIT! My photog friend guaranteed me that it is his experience that "you must drag most men kicking and screaming" to one of these. After all, he says: "I was once one of them!"
courtesy of Paul Durham Photography

"The sky that day was angry, my friends". Ominous clouds hung dark & low. Lightning cracked, and thunder--well, it thundered! Wind, rain, even hail -- could this be an omen? I was assured it was not by my kind, calm photographer friend. It did finally clear, & when the sun came out, the fearless photog and his trusty 2nd Lt. were able to take some beautiful pictures -- I especially love the candid shots with hair blowing in the face! I'm sure Heidi thought her newly lasik'd eyes were gonna flap right off her eyeballs! The little kids had fun running around the park in the wind, and all seemed to enjoy being with one another. OH JOY! That makes all the cajoling, bribing, threatening and coaxing even more special for a Mom.

When it seemed there would be no cooperation or coming-together on this momentous occasion, Heidi went to task and worked this family pix up. Actually, I like it well enough, and it really does fit the personality of the family; I may just hang this up as well.

Lizards --- Now 'BUMBUMS'!

The Saga continues . . . yesterday Laila came over to see us and immediately wanted to go for a walk. So we loaded up the stroller with her Care Bears, a water bottle, and her purse with much paraphanalia. We got about 2 blocks away, and decided to sit down on the cool grass beneath the shade of a tree. As we are chatting, a HUGE 'bumbum' bee slowly buzzed around our faces. I finally flipped it away, and it landed in the grass DAZED! Laila and I are down on our hands and knees (which isn't as far for her as it is for me!) looking at the bee, who is just laying there. When she saw the stripes and fur on it, she said "It's just too cute, isn't it?" So we picked it up with a leaf and put it into her purse, so that she could take it back to show her Momma and Grandpa. I then thought it most appropriate to teach her the song -- 'I'm bringin' home a baby bumblebee, Won't my Momma be so proud of me?' She thought that was GREAT! We set it down in the flowers out front, so that it could maybe crawl up into one of them and get some nectar, and checked on it a couple of times.

Then, later in the day, when I went to see Taylor & Weston, I was telling them about the bee. Well, Taylor called excitedly this morning to tell me that my bee had blown over to her yard, and that it was in their flowers. I couldn't believe the energy in her little voice and she described the stripes and fur on it!

Kids! The simplest pleasures from life. Maybe we should take a lesson.

Connor, the Lizard, & Kindergarten

Had a call from my oldest grandson this afternoon. He spoke excitedly of a lizard he had caught and is holding captive, that is a boy's color (brown, I assume), and whose name is Sketch; that his Mom lightened his hair and is doing the same to his Dad's today; and that he has already started Kindergarten and has lots of friends! This pix was taken the 2nd day of school. How much better can life get than that of a child? He is a Dynamo of Energy, 5 year old Wisdom & Wisecracks!

Love you Connor!

Anniversary

Not too long ago, Michele expounded on the Lucky #13 for the Smith family. We noticed a similar number epiphany way back in 1984. In that year, Mike turned 13 on the 13th of July, Matt turned 10 on the 10th of July, and Heidi and Heather turned 6 on the 6th of October. We never were able to figure out something for Curtis that year.

Woody and I also celebrated our 16th wedding anniversary on the 16th of August that same year. It was like the worlds were colliding, or something -- to have that many ocurrances that would coincide with the date! Anyway, here it is some 23 years later, and our anniversary is fast approaching.

The young man that I married is not the same today.

That youthful carefree spirit now seems so far away.

But the years reward endurance with pleasures all their own.

With time to build a future together . . . not alone.

And so my love, I mention the times we two have shared.

Have made my life worth living -- just knowing that you've cared.

This is a picture taken on our wedding day --- you'll notice we were not allowed to have pictures taken around the Temple grounds in our wedding dresses. I've always regretted the fact that I didn't have any of those beautiful pictures for keepsakes. Happy Anniversary, Woody.

Blogging Addiction

71%How Addicted to Blogging Are You? As you can see, I don't have the addiction problem that Heather has, but it's fun to see just where a square peg can fit into a round hole!

40th Class Reunion - THEN & NOW!

I'm the one with the short hair and love handles!
Well, it's over; and it was 'Mahvelous!' I had so much fun reconnecting with classmates, and renewing friendships. Some people I hadn't seen since the day we graduated, and plans were discussed to try to get together in small groups to further indulge ourselves with stories of mayhem and hi-jinx that took place in our younger years! The first night we attended a dinner at the Timbermine in Ogden, where we had pix taken and a program featuring the "most famous person in the World", who just happened to be in our class --- Santa Claus! He then introduced groups of 4 people on stage and read 4 things each of them had done in the 40 years since we had graduated, while we tried to guess which one he was talking about. Saturday, they had a golf tournament, a car show, a BBQ, and another program that featured a band -- the Barracuda's -- that included guys from the 1966 class. Danced to music from our era until the lights (which are on a timer) started to go off! By the time we finally got everything down and out of the building, it was pitch black! Sunday they had a Reflections program, where we honored the classmates who had Military service. A lot of them got up and thanked us, saying that it was the first and ONLY honor they ever received for being in the Military during the Viet Nam conflict. Can you imagine? No heroes parade -- no one saying 'thanks' to them for all they went through -- 50,000 of them died! We also had a fellow classmate, who is researching Alzheimer's, give a slide presentation and tell us that in the near future there will be a vaccination for this terrible disease. Trust a "baby boomer" to find a solution to losing our minds! All the events were very well thought out and planned, and there has already been many responses to the success of it. It was a real fun experience! After 40 years, everyone finally seems to be comfortable in their own skin, and really don't care who has achieved riches in their lives, who drives the most expensive car, who looks the best, etc. It was more about empathizing with those of us who have had some very tragic things happen and wondering who will be returning for the next reunion. I’m including a link to a website where you can view my story and see picture that they are including from the reunion. I'm including a link to a website that was set up for the purpose of informing us of the events and having classmates add their stories. http://www.dhs67.com/

Happy Birthday, Mike & Matt!

Have to give Mike "top billing" for birthdays! As a child, he couldn't understand why he was the oldest, yet we celebrated Matt's birthday first. You see, Matt was born 3 years after, and 3 days before Mike's birthday. So, to keep PEACE, we would celebrate the birthdays together, (which I think they came to dread later). It did make it easier for the cake decorating, however. NO! Wait, I believe there were many years when we had a party for friends, as well as a family party. So it probably just about evened out. Anyway, there always seemed to be enough of it to go around! Besides celebrating them together, they even usually got the same gifts, as Matt always wanted what Mike had! AHH! Sibling rivalry . . . it's what we all love to see and enjoy listening to. It does get more fun to hear about it after the years have rolled by.

Now, here they are both now in their "30 somethings", and ready to celebrate yet another year. Matt's is on the 10th and Mike's is on (lucky?) Friday the 13th! As a kid, he always thought that was pretty cool when it fell that way on the calendar. I want them to know that I love them and wish them both a wonderful year! Hope you both have a great day, and that you are HAPPY!

Happy 1st Father's Day!

Happy 1st Father's Day to Matt! Fatherhood looks good on him....don't you think?!

Let's see . . . thinking about the new baby; getting the new baby; lovin' on the new baby has pretty well taken up all our time!

However, before the new baby, Woody, Heidi, Laila and I all took a trip down to Hurricane to visit Mike and family over Memorial Day weekend. We had alot of fun with them -- met some of their friends, and went swimming! Mike also took us over to an old pioneer cemetary in Grafton, where we saw some interesting headstones where these poor folk were murdered by Indians!

On June 11th, Curt's little girl, Skyla, turned 5 (we also had 3 born in 2002!), and we had a party over in their backyard. Ate cupcakes that were baked in icecream cones, and the kids played with some funny balloons that you just blow up and let go (they fly around like a rocket making a noise)! Kids seem to be entertained by the simplest of things. Skyla also got a swing set, and much needed clothes for summer and to start kindergarten in the fall.

Memorial Day Weekend 2007

May today there be peace within.
May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.
May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith.
May you use those gifts that you have received,
and pass on the love that has been given to you.
May you be content knowing you are a child of God.
Let this presence settle into your bones,
and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love.

It is there for each and every one of us.

As we approach the Memorial Day weekend, may we remember the friends and family that have gone on before us, and find peace in knowing that we will see them once again, and be reunited as family. It was an especially tender one this year for Nadine and family, as Clyde just passed away in April. Clydene got a cute pix of her little grand-daughter at Clyde's grave; she was on her knees with her ear to the ground trying to listen to what Grandpa was saying -- children are definitely in tune to the Spirit.

TOOT! TOOT!

I mentioned in a blog or so ago, that I was going to try to spotlight each of my kids so that you would know them a little better. I'm so impressed with each of their talents and abilities ---different, yet similar. They all have an artistic flair (which I guess they get thru heredity, since all of you are carrying the same genes!). I know that I have sent some of you the links to Mike's art: http://mshifflett.digitalart.org/, and http://www.flameworx.com/ are just a couple of places you can see some of his artwork. He earned the MOBIUS award, which some of you may know is like the Oscar for art design: http://www.unitedvisual.com/2rent/3maa.asp He designed the website for flameworx. Some of his best work is pictures that he has done for family or friends, but he would love to sell. Everything he does is exact, almost to the point that it looks like a photograph!

Heidi gets into the abstract portraits and non-traditional types of art --- with bright colors, comic-bookstyle sketches, and beautiful, somewhat surreal renditions of what she sees. She now has a blog set up at: http://hidbdesigns.blogspot.com/. You can visit her there and see many more of her works, with the ability to buy or contract something to buy.

I just love to toot their horns -- since they so seldom do. Hope you enjoy seeing their displays throughout my blogs. TOOT! TOOT!