There’s something pretty simple I didn’t have until this year—something that you probably take for granted.

There’s something pretty simple I didn’t have until this year—something that you probably take for granted.

It’s time for some pre-winter cleaning, and no doubt I’m ready to have the whole dust-bunny-filled affair over and done with. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that a little charity can turn any of my humdrum tasks into a real heart-opening experience.
Attended Denali’s delightful wedding this afternoon (one of my graphic designers). I took lots of photos. Stay tuned!
Last weekend, Nicker Doodles asked me out for a date, which means he gets to choose the restaurant, the movie, the whole affair, whatever … getting out the tractor to install new fenceposts? Sometimes. (Actually, I just came in from helping him do just that.)
He took me to the movie “Planet of the Apes.” We have a new theater in town we haven’t tried yet. The new seats, even the popcorn was top notch. But here’s a little tip about “Planet of the Apes.”
The movie ended. Everyone exited the theater except for the two of us and one other couple.
I’ve always wondered why we sit there reading credits. Testing our eyesight? Looking for someone we might know? (Fat chance.) Using the extra time to decompress from an overly thoughtful, heavy movie? Finishing off the last of the popcorn? Milking date night for one last kernel?
Well, finally, it paid off. The opposite of a spoiler alert is this: don’t leave. Somewhere in the middle of the credits, the movie actually ENDS and it’s a very different ending than the ending those who left, left with. Stay put. There. That’s my date night tip. Apes will rise but movie patrons need to do just the opposite.
Official Movie Website for Rise of the Planet of the Apes
I’ve come up with the most fabulous bedding idea. First, we took photos of some old ceiling tins I have as well as some that my friends here in Idaho, www.blackcanyonrestorations.com, turned into wall mirrors for me to sell in my retail stores. Next, I turned the designs into quilts and shams. I’m planning on several different color palettes over time. Can you tell I’m excited?

I found my wooly Willie a wooly-eyed friend. First thing he sheepishly said to Willie was, “pull my finger.”

Actually, it was “pull my tail.”
He did.
New to our neighborhood, we were invited to help our neighbors close down the street, lug grills and lawn chairs up the culdesac, and enjoy a good old-fashioned get-together.
Here’s how. MORE magazine sent a crew to my farm recently for photos because they’re going to feature my Project F.A.R.M. (First-class American Rural Made) in their November issue. Make sure your subscription to More magazine is current!
Here’s my grandgirl heading into the University of Idaho music department for her first day of music classes. Note her travel companion — a well-loved, hand-rubbed blankie.