<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458</id><updated>2012-01-20T17:41:33.314-06:00</updated><category term='Is it spring yet?'/><title type='text'>Checkered Past</title><subtitle type='html'>primitive antiques and
folk art to bless you and yours</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-6635667292654641359</id><published>2012-01-20T17:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T17:41:33.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, you can fool Mother Nature!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8qFHA-ga6U/TxnuQ-L5-LI/AAAAAAAAAps/H7vbUppGX-Q/s1600/Snowless+Snowperson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8qFHA-ga6U/TxnuQ-L5-LI/AAAAAAAAAps/H7vbUppGX-Q/s320/Snowless+Snowperson.jpg" width="174" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mother Nature thought she had gotten the best of us, such trickery, and yet...we are hardy souls here in Itasca County.&amp;nbsp; Month's ago Children's First! planned a "SnowFolk Festival", an&amp;nbsp;event for kids to get out outside and enjoy winter.&amp;nbsp; Usually, we have heavy snowfalls and frigid temps.&amp;nbsp; About now we all are climbing the walls and have what we call "cabin fever".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Not this year.&amp;nbsp; This has been a remarkable winter.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We've had barely enough snow to cover the ground and people are complaining about how brown everything is (myself included).&amp;nbsp; It's just not right, we've been tricked by Mother Nature.&amp;nbsp; And it's been unseasonable warm, temps in the 20's and 30's -above zero.&amp;nbsp; And&amp;nbsp;it really wasn't until yesterday and today that the temps dipped (well) below zero to what&amp;nbsp;is normal for&amp;nbsp;January in Minnesota.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TZOaGzh-JuE/Txn64n8qI9I/AAAAAAAAAp8/jLFOAQMt6is/s1600/Our+Shop+Snow+Person.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TZOaGzh-JuE/Txn64n8qI9I/AAAAAAAAAp8/jLFOAQMt6is/s320/Our+Shop+Snow+Person.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Today the&amp;nbsp;SnowFolk Festival started.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When I originally heard about this festival I envisioned building a huge snowman outside&amp;nbsp;our shop.&amp;nbsp; Maybe adding a Lillian's scarf and handbag, maybe a red side chair, or one snowperson standing and one sitting on the chair.&amp;nbsp; The plans in my mind became quite elaborate.&amp;nbsp; But as the festival came closer, and we still didn't have snow, I knew I'd have to get creative.&amp;nbsp; It would be fun to build a cement mosiac sculpture, but that's too labor intensive.&amp;nbsp; Or I could buy a huge sheet of plywood and cut out a snowman shape and then paint it. No, that sounded still too large of a project.&amp;nbsp; So this morning, I decided to go check my stash.&amp;nbsp; I must have something I could fashion into a snowperson.&amp;nbsp; Hmmmm, snowfence?&amp;nbsp; No, how would I make it stand against my shop wall?&amp;nbsp; A door, or screen door?&amp;nbsp; Too bulky, too big...a suitcase?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Too small&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Wait a minute,&amp;nbsp;look at that little green screen over there in the corner.&amp;nbsp; Perfect.&amp;nbsp; I'll paint my snowperson on the screen.&amp;nbsp; A couple hours later and it was finished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I am proud of how our&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;creative community has found a way to fool Mother Nature.&amp;nbsp; This afternoon there are pictures posted on facebook of&amp;nbsp;snowless SnowFolks made at indoor events.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Plus there are lots of other fun events planned for kids this weekend.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.getlearning.org/" rel="nofollow nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;www.getlearning.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; and click on the flyer for more information about these and all of the FREE Children First! sponsored Great Itasca SnowFolk Festival events.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Have you heard the saying, "It's not nice to fool Mother Nature"?&amp;nbsp; Well, I say sometimes you positively&amp;nbsp;HAVE&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;fool Mother Nature! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-6635667292654641359?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/6635667292654641359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=6635667292654641359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6635667292654641359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6635667292654641359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2012/01/yes-you-can-fool-mother-nature.html' title='Yes, you can fool Mother Nature!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8qFHA-ga6U/TxnuQ-L5-LI/AAAAAAAAAps/H7vbUppGX-Q/s72-c/Snowless+Snowperson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-6526649496755017510</id><published>2012-01-11T10:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T10:42:00.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Throw, Or Not To Throw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lPPTU48YHg/Tw22AmJUKLI/AAAAAAAAApk/z8gKj_Q7fUk/s1600/old+quilt+heart+pillows.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lPPTU48YHg/Tw22AmJUKLI/AAAAAAAAApk/z8gKj_Q7fUk/s400/old+quilt+heart+pillows.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"To Throw, Or Not To Throw"...that is the&amp;nbsp;question.&amp;nbsp; For a collector, like me, it's difficult to actually purge when something is obviously worn out.&amp;nbsp; I was faced with this question when our bed linens, which we purchased 1 year ago, were worn thin and already ripping to shreds.&amp;nbsp; Not wanting to throw them out, I tried to think of a way to reuse them for something....maybe if I was a quilter they could be used as a lining of the back of a quilt...or perhaps I could use them to sew little Easter eggs....or donate them so someone else could use them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So, it's&amp;nbsp;time for&amp;nbsp;true confessions, I did actually throw away some perfectly salvageable celery colored cotton sheets.&amp;nbsp; I think it might haunt me for a while.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;To redeem myself, I found and rescued 3 wonderful handmade patchwork quilts.&amp;nbsp; Each one lovingly pieced together from old scraps and stitched together for&amp;nbsp;someone's loved ones.&amp;nbsp; Now they are&amp;nbsp;tattered, torn, and worn to shreds with&amp;nbsp;many years of use.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But to me,&amp;nbsp;these quilts are works of art.&amp;nbsp; They should never just be thrown away!&amp;nbsp; They are&amp;nbsp;salvageable to reuse and repurpose in many, many ways.&amp;nbsp; S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;o, I started cutting out hearts to make pillows, wings for new angels, and sachets to tuck in drawers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ah, now that feels better.&amp;nbsp; I think I made the right choice.&amp;nbsp; What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-6526649496755017510?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/6526649496755017510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=6526649496755017510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6526649496755017510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6526649496755017510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2012/01/to-throw-or-not-to-throw.html' title='To Throw, Or Not To Throw'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lPPTU48YHg/Tw22AmJUKLI/AAAAAAAAApk/z8gKj_Q7fUk/s72-c/old+quilt+heart+pillows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3090099483926850697</id><published>2011-12-26T20:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T20:06:20.845-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hC9M0NjnhrM/Tvkkdubh5lI/AAAAAAAAApc/93xmXywAo6U/s1600/Hinda+Angel+of+Hindsight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hC9M0NjnhrM/Tvkkdubh5lI/AAAAAAAAApc/93xmXywAo6U/s320/Hinda+Angel+of+Hindsight.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2S8Ye_FUd18/TvkkQs7JpKI/AAAAAAAAApU/HTtcLjgcCqQ/s1600/Futura+Angel+of+Foresight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2S8Ye_FUd18/TvkkQs7JpKI/AAAAAAAAApU/HTtcLjgcCqQ/s320/Futura+Angel+of+Foresight.jpg" width="154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Happy New Year, one and all!&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure where this year went, but boy did it fly by!&amp;nbsp; In 2007 I made two angels at the end of the year to decorate my mantle..."Hinda, Angel of Hindsight"&amp;nbsp;and "Futura, Angel of Foresight".&amp;nbsp; We can always look back and&amp;nbsp;wonder&amp;nbsp;where the time went.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And even ask ourselves, or challenge ourselves, what would you have done differently?&amp;nbsp; Would you have a kinder word or thought to those that irritate you?&amp;nbsp; Would you have slowed down to connect with those that would welcome a quick phone call or short visit?&amp;nbsp; Would you have stopped what you were working on and play with&amp;nbsp;your kids?&amp;nbsp; It's easy to look back, but I think it's a little more challenging to look ahead...what will the future bring?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sure you can make resolutions and&amp;nbsp;promises, even use elaborate planning tools to keep you on track.&amp;nbsp; But it's sometimes tough to find what will work for you every month of the year.&amp;nbsp; Some people like daily reminders and even sign up for&amp;nbsp;daily affirmative emails.&amp;nbsp; Some people like monthly&amp;nbsp;"girls night out" dinners to keep them grounded and have a release from the pressures of their daily grind.&amp;nbsp; Then there are those career women that are tied to&amp;nbsp;quarterly&amp;nbsp;goals and accountability reports to management.&amp;nbsp; Boy I'm glad I'm a small business owner and can set my own goals and plans, or not...&amp;nbsp; Sometimes it's more fun to go with the flow, be spontaneous, and be able to drop everything to invite someone over for coffee...&amp;nbsp; So what day would be good for you?&amp;nbsp; I still have my Christmas decorations up and cookies in the freezer.&amp;nbsp; Happy New Year, my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3090099483926850697?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3090099483926850697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3090099483926850697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3090099483926850697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3090099483926850697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hC9M0NjnhrM/Tvkkdubh5lI/AAAAAAAAApc/93xmXywAo6U/s72-c/Hinda+Angel+of+Hindsight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-6466244148123181212</id><published>2011-12-08T12:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T12:24:20.655-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Combating those windchills!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I decorate our scrawny tree cut from the swamp out back, and try to simplify my decorating to a minimum...I am enjoying hearing the strong winter winds creak through our wood house.&amp;#160; So before I finish the decorating and cleaning, I pour another cup of hot tea and open the box that just came in the mail.&amp;#160; And what did my wondering eyes see???&amp;#160; The newest book by Judy Condon.&amp;#160; I loved her Christmas book, and here is another goodie called "A Touch of Country".&amp;#160; Its homes featured are right up my alley...but the best are the garden shots included within these pages!!!&amp;#160; Blow on ole wind, I'm otherwise occupied!&lt;br&gt;You can get tour copy at my shop, Checkered Past, 350 NW 1st Ave. in Grand Rapids, open 12/8,9 &amp;amp;10, 10-6pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-y1Lk5gT0gQw/TuEAuZHx07I/AAAAAAAAApI/06PXponzogw/2011-12-08_12-11-50_718.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-6466244148123181212?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/6466244148123181212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=6466244148123181212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6466244148123181212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6466244148123181212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/12/combating-those-windchills.html' title='Combating those windchills!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-y1Lk5gT0gQw/TuEAuZHx07I/AAAAAAAAApI/06PXponzogw/s72-c/2011-12-08_12-11-50_718.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-2534417821791770661</id><published>2011-12-01T15:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T15:12:48.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look what's new at Checkered Past....vintage bottle brush trees &amp;amp; German Putz sheep!&amp;#160; Stop in and check out all my new treasures and folk art handmade goodies!&amp;#160; Perfect for holiday decorating &amp;amp; gift giving.&amp;#160; And yes, I do have gift certificates!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-KV5mcBsLshY/Ttftp1-SDmI/AAAAAAAAAow/fPtUOpNi9is/2011-12-01_12-37-20_957.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-iyqbrbK7nR8/Ttftz5Q4kpI/AAAAAAAAAo4/YnkvvSwyxjs/2011-12-01_15-08-55_825.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-2534417821791770661?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/2534417821791770661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=2534417821791770661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2534417821791770661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2534417821791770661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-in.html' title='Just in......'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-KV5mcBsLshY/Ttftp1-SDmI/AAAAAAAAAow/fPtUOpNi9is/s72-c/2011-12-01_12-37-20_957.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-2631401752383901161</id><published>2011-11-27T07:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T07:32:23.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going mobile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, I have figured out how to post to my blog from my phone!&amp;nbsp; It also helped that I upgraded to the new Droid Razor!&amp;nbsp; This phone is amazing!&amp;nbsp; Merry Christmas to me &amp;amp; I have done my part to support our local small business Verizon store.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thanks to all my friends that supported Checkered Past this last weekend!&amp;nbsp; It was great to see you all.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-2631401752383901161?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/2631401752383901161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=2631401752383901161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2631401752383901161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2631401752383901161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/11/going-mobile.html' title='Going mobile!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-1511316865175862393</id><published>2011-11-23T10:40:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T10:49:16.317-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing RED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pbf99ScL1CU/Ts0fT9huLQI/AAAAAAAAAog/8yXHUwrpycM/s1600/2011-11-22_12-05-30_267.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pbf99ScL1CU/Ts0fT9huLQI/AAAAAAAAAog/8yXHUwrpycM/s320/2011-11-22_12-05-30_267.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a beauty!&amp;nbsp; An immigrant trunk, with original &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; paint, and if you look closely, you can see a name at the top!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Look even more closely and you will see the handforged lock is in a heart shape!&amp;nbsp; I've had this in my house a few years and now it is time to&amp;nbsp;pass it on this Holiday Season.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Come in to Checkered Past and check it out on BLACK FRIDAY, open 7 am to 4 pm, or SMALL BUSINESS SATURDAY, open 10 am to 6 pm!&amp;nbsp; Hurry, it will go fast...you won't want to miss this!&amp;nbsp; $185 -&amp;nbsp;a great deal&amp;nbsp;for this quality and these features!&amp;nbsp; I've also added another sweet little &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; carpenters trunk, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; skiis, and a couple more little &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; sleds!&amp;nbsp; Put them&amp;nbsp;on your Christmas Wish List, and remember, I also have Gift Certificates!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-1511316865175862393?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/1511316865175862393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=1511316865175862393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1511316865175862393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1511316865175862393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/11/seeing-red.html' title='Seeing RED!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pbf99ScL1CU/Ts0fT9huLQI/AAAAAAAAAog/8yXHUwrpycM/s72-c/2011-11-22_12-05-30_267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-2092613016687619137</id><published>2011-11-03T06:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T06:59:15.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels Light The Way....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PFPhDmyB8GU/TrJ5szb5WuI/AAAAAAAAAoI/lEBl2uqrrsg/s1600/2011+Bazaar+Ad+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PFPhDmyB8GU/TrJ5szb5WuI/AAAAAAAAAoI/lEBl2uqrrsg/s320/2011+Bazaar+Ad+001.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well here we are...a few days away from the shopping frenzy of the year!&amp;nbsp; This weekend marks the beginning of "Deer Hunting Weekend" where you can find at least a dozen craft shows and special holiday savings in all the shops.&amp;nbsp; Also, the&amp;nbsp;FIRST FRIDAY of the month in Grand Rapids means the downtown stores are open late, offering a chance for strollers to take in food, music and shopping at some of the stores downtown.&lt;br /&gt;So, in preparation for the Holiday's&amp;nbsp;my workshop has been busy!&amp;nbsp; I've been busy creating folk art ornies, salt dough gingerbread boys and&amp;nbsp;scented apples to hang on your Christmas Tree.&amp;nbsp; And of course drying flowers from my garden to add to my potpourri.&amp;nbsp; I also found some antique dominos and decided to make some ornaments&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;would be a fun addition to a tree.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And for some reason, I decided to make a lot of Americana Ornies this year, it just seemed that kind of year...(must be all those political ads appearing way too early...)&amp;nbsp; Stars with antique buttons and flag pockets, great for tucking little gifts inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cUKK20usTio/TrKA2gnqfaI/AAAAAAAAAoY/gjj68L8ZatI/s1600/2011+Nov+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cUKK20usTio/TrKA2gnqfaI/AAAAAAAAAoY/gjj68L8ZatI/s320/2011+Nov+3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, I've also been on the hunt for a couple months for primitive antiques for holiday decorating.&amp;nbsp; I found the cutest little trike, a minature little red wagon, and of course a variety of skiis and sleds.&amp;nbsp; Also, I stumbled upon a glorious new blue cupboard (now in the shop!)&amp;nbsp;and an unusual bittersweet stepback cupboard that I absolutely love.&amp;nbsp; As I spent a day scrubbing them, I realized I just couldn't sell the bittersweet cupboard.&amp;nbsp; It is very unique, with it's rusty metat countertop, it's unusual curved lines on the top, bottom and sides.&amp;nbsp; Someone had spent a lot of care to craft it and with a little more care from me it will be&amp;nbsp;a true gem.&amp;nbsp; The Angels were Lighting the Way!&amp;nbsp; But now the hard part, nothing can come into my house without something going out.&amp;nbsp; I started looking at my other cupboards with a critical eye...no not the blue one, I'm going to be buried in that one....no not that 2 door red &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sYZe9odGesI/TrJ5rCKp7xI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Np1kPETZQIg/s1600/2001+Nov.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sYZe9odGesI/TrJ5rCKp7xI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Np1kPETZQIg/s320/2001+Nov.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one, it's perfect for my quilt collection....and then my eyes fell on this pretty little oxblood cupboard.&amp;nbsp; I've had it for over 30 years.&amp;nbsp; It is time to pass it onto someone else.&amp;nbsp; Out with the old, in with the older!&amp;nbsp; So now this pretty little one-door oxblood cupboard is for sale and all gussied up for the holidays.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;The first 2 Saturday's of November my friend Michelle will join Checkered Past at the "A Touch of Class" craft show at the Sawmill Inn.&amp;nbsp; Open from 8 am to 4 pm.&amp;nbsp; Michelle makes the most wonderful felted wool ornies, you won't want to miss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checkered Past and Lillian's open beginning today, Nov 3,10-6, Friday, Nov 4, 10-7, Saturday, Nov 5,&amp;nbsp;10-6 and Sunday, Nov 6, 12-4.&lt;br /&gt;Also open November 10 -12, 18 &amp;amp; 19, 25 &amp;amp; 26, all from 10 am to 6 pm.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Let the Angels Light The Way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-2092613016687619137?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/2092613016687619137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=2092613016687619137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2092613016687619137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2092613016687619137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/11/angels-light-way.html' title='Angels Light The Way....'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PFPhDmyB8GU/TrJ5szb5WuI/AAAAAAAAAoI/lEBl2uqrrsg/s72-c/2011+Bazaar+Ad+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-1841325826506595910</id><published>2011-10-07T21:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T21:37:56.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The night before....</title><content type='html'>So it's the night before my big RED TENT SALE....As I'm typing this the winds outside are howling and reported at 35 mph...Our flag at the shop today was blowing so furiously, it bent the flag pole bracket...WOW...I've heard of power lines&amp;nbsp;and telephone poles down, not to mention trees.&amp;nbsp; Now as the thunder begins, I am furiously checking weather reports for tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; I've decided that I will NOT set up the red tent, BUT THE SALE MUST GO ON!!!&amp;nbsp; So it's turned into more of a sidewalk sale.&amp;nbsp; And if it starts to rain, then it will morph into a "back hallway sale"...BUT THE SALE MUST GO ON!!!&lt;br /&gt;So the trailer is loaded with several tables, 2 corner cupboards, chairs, trunks, a huge trapping basket and other goodies that I'll pull from my shop in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang onto your hats!&amp;nbsp; It should be a doozy of a day tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings to you,&lt;br /&gt;Kathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-1841325826506595910?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/1841325826506595910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=1841325826506595910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1841325826506595910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1841325826506595910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/10/night-before.html' title='The night before....'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-4742413276177661663</id><published>2011-09-27T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T11:40:07.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual October RED TENT sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJBNp4m1j-o/ToH5K6gudgI/AAAAAAAAAn0/cHMjkbV-jDA/s1600/October+print+ad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="387" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJBNp4m1j-o/ToH5K6gudgI/AAAAAAAAAn0/cHMjkbV-jDA/s400/October+print+ad.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once again...I am celebrating my birthday and Checkered Past's Anniversary...How many years has it been since I first opened my little "room" in my big shed to sell all the "extra" stuff&amp;nbsp;from my house?&amp;nbsp; Hmmmm, I think it's been EIGHT!!&amp;nbsp; And I still have enough "extra" stuff that I take out of my house and shop&amp;nbsp;to throw in my red tent AND MARK 50% OFF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's right, To celebrate eight years, I'll set up my RED TENT outside Checkered Past at 350 NW 1st Avenue in Grand Rapids and anything in the tent is 50% off.&amp;nbsp; It's a one day sale from 10 AM to 6 PM, so don't miss it!&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned for a sneak peak of what will be in the tent, but I can tell you already that I have my eye on a&amp;nbsp;corner cupboard, tables, chairs, benches, boxes, bins, wack-a-do's, garden stuff and who knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not all.... throughout&amp;nbsp;October, I am planning reduced prices each Saturday, so check this blog often to see what goes on sale the following Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, I simply MUST get out and&amp;nbsp;enjoy&amp;nbsp;our beautiful fall colors!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fall&lt;br /&gt;Kathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-4742413276177661663?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/4742413276177661663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=4742413276177661663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/4742413276177661663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/4742413276177661663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/09/annual-october-red-tent-sale.html' title='Annual October RED TENT sale!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJBNp4m1j-o/ToH5K6gudgI/AAAAAAAAAn0/cHMjkbV-jDA/s72-c/October+print+ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3233185734300001351</id><published>2011-09-23T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T12:52:28.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WILLOW WOOD FUNKY JUNK MARKET!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SWCLYySPYt0/TnzFxFijJII/AAAAAAAAAnw/ZfX5ETlT8So/s1600/IMG_1667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SWCLYySPYt0/TnzFxFijJII/AAAAAAAAAnw/ZfX5ETlT8So/s320/IMG_1667.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WOW!&amp;nbsp; Ever try to put puzzles together and people keep adding pieces or hiding the pieces you really need?&amp;nbsp; That's how I felt when planning to be a part of the Willow Wood Funky Junk Market in Bemidji this year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I was all set to go.&amp;nbsp; Had my plans all made for Saturday, September 24th...9 am to 5 pm...I was going through my junk making piles of everything I wanted to bring, and planning and checking my route.&amp;nbsp; All the pieces were in place.&lt;br /&gt;Then POW...WHAM....pieces of the puzzle crumbled before my eyes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes family comes first.&amp;nbsp; Their plans take priority, right?&amp;nbsp; These new plans were important to my family and unavoidable.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So, &amp;nbsp;then I was NOT going to be able to be in the Market.&amp;nbsp; Bonnie from Willow Wood Market was disappointed, I was disappointed (and guilty), my friends and customers were disappointed.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, life goes on...but if there was a way, I would find it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sure enough,&amp;nbsp;wouldn't you know it, yesterday I found a way to make it happen!&amp;nbsp; I won't be bringing my trailer.&amp;nbsp; I won't be bringing my tent.&amp;nbsp; BUT, it will be interesting to see just how much junk I can cram into my little Toyota Scion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, follow me on facebook - I'll take photos along the way.&amp;nbsp; And if you are anywhere near Bemidji tomorrow, please stop and see me.&amp;nbsp; Now only will there be a funky junk market, but there will be&amp;nbsp;a delicious lunch, Organic produce, Boutique items and an Outdoor Quilt&amp;nbsp;Display.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Beautiful&amp;nbsp;quilts&amp;nbsp;hung from tree to tree...and did I mention the leaves are starting to turn and it's supposed to be sunny and 70 degrees?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait!&amp;nbsp; Happy Fall!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3233185734300001351?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.willowwoodmarketdesigns.com' title='WILLOW WOOD FUNKY JUNK MARKET!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3233185734300001351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3233185734300001351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3233185734300001351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3233185734300001351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/09/willow-wood-funky-junk-market.html' title='WILLOW WOOD FUNKY JUNK MARKET!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SWCLYySPYt0/TnzFxFijJII/AAAAAAAAAnw/ZfX5ETlT8So/s72-c/IMG_1667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-6148442307787091413</id><published>2011-09-14T12:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T12:25:28.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on the changing seasons...</title><content type='html'>Summer...I know we had a beautiful summer, but it felt like a whirlwind...where did it go?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I was telling my friends last night that I regret not having enough time to spend in my garden this summer.&amp;nbsp; But now, as I&amp;nbsp;am sitting in my much negelected office, I&amp;nbsp;just came across a&amp;nbsp;note that puts everything in perspective...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't cry because it's over - Smile because it happened" Dr. Suess...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJYKqgdZ1kA/TnDTtrnd86I/AAAAAAAAAm8/VUoIY8uWZhs/s1600/2011-06-18_14-19-25_190.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="112" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJYKqgdZ1kA/TnDTtrnd86I/AAAAAAAAAm8/VUoIY8uWZhs/s200/2011-06-18_14-19-25_190.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And&amp;nbsp;so I didn't have enough perennial gardening time, but&amp;nbsp;I did so many other things that I now smile about...like my niece's Grad Party....My sister planted these georgeous hens &amp;amp; chicks in her old shoes and I painted a set of Burma Shave signs to line the driveway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0KZaQcsFJmI/TnDWhc0C7mI/AAAAAAAAAnA/gDTB_n8Ewo0/s1600/finished+courting+bench+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="156" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0KZaQcsFJmI/TnDWhc0C7mI/AAAAAAAAAnA/gDTB_n8Ewo0/s200/finished+courting+bench+.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also finally completed building&amp;nbsp;the cement "Courting Chair" for my friends in Minneapolis.&amp;nbsp; We started it last fall.&amp;nbsp; Now that the metal lath construction is done, and cement has been applied, it will be ready to mosiac...a job I may help with, but certainly has to be the owners own interpretation!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k5lN2Af7lhI/TnDaTKk6WJI/AAAAAAAAAnE/OxM_ZZ6jvlU/s1600/family+float+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="127" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k5lN2Af7lhI/TnDaTKk6WJI/AAAAAAAAAnE/OxM_ZZ6jvlU/s200/family+float+1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;July 4th ended up being a very fun time&amp;nbsp;with my family.&amp;nbsp; To help my parents celebrate 65 years of marriage, we decorated a float and road in the Evansville, MN 4th of July parade!&amp;nbsp; And of course we threw candy and blew bubbles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AMcZQ3901j0/TnDbJvfNArI/AAAAAAAAAnI/X_291KaD5q4/s1600/Eddie+takes+3rd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AMcZQ3901j0/TnDbJvfNArI/AAAAAAAAAnI/X_291KaD5q4/s200/Eddie+takes+3rd.jpg" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A georgeous HOT day and great July memory&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;watching my son Eddie compete and&amp;nbsp;place 3rd in the "Volcum Wild In the Parks" Skateboard competition in St. Cloud.&amp;nbsp; We will be headed to Austin, Texas in October to see him compete in the National series of this competition!&amp;nbsp; By the way, he has been growing and is now taller than I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oXyeFWrZNy4/TnDeUTlZxLI/AAAAAAAAAnc/2-9xXY7dSCM/s1600/Colorado+waterfall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oXyeFWrZNy4/TnDeUTlZxLI/AAAAAAAAAnc/2-9xXY7dSCM/s200/Colorado+waterfall.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A week later, we headed off to Colorado for&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;week of snowboard camp at Copper Mountain&amp;nbsp;for Eddie.&amp;nbsp; (He says it was the best week of his life).&amp;nbsp; While Eddie was snowboarding,&amp;nbsp;my hubby and I traveled through Colorado and New Mexico!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zFjR7tIxYK0/TnDe2ezjzGI/AAAAAAAAAng/0Wr0cMtWdfQ/s1600/Amish+auction+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zFjR7tIxYK0/TnDe2ezjzGI/AAAAAAAAAng/0Wr0cMtWdfQ/s200/Amish+auction+2.jpg" width="176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our wonderful week out west, it was time to get to business...the business of having&amp;nbsp;a fabulous weekend for Checkered Past selling my primitive wares at the annual Vintage Car Show, followed by&amp;nbsp;Tall Timber Days,&amp;nbsp;a wonderful day at the Amish Auction to find some great treasures&amp;nbsp;and just recently hosting the Northern Cruisers Classic Car&amp;nbsp;Fall Run right outside our shop door!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqwVJx-nE6M/TnDfo4o3s1I/AAAAAAAAAno/QHLrEodkJ2c/s1600/Cupboard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqwVJx-nE6M/TnDfo4o3s1I/AAAAAAAAAno/QHLrEodkJ2c/s320/Cupboard.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1jRrhYhIH80/TnDf1eNYWRI/AAAAAAAAAns/Jm20kU2U04Q/s1600/2011-09-09_09-50-24_562.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1jRrhYhIH80/TnDf1eNYWRI/AAAAAAAAAns/Jm20kU2U04Q/s320/2011-09-09_09-50-24_562.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm busy creating fun things for fall...who needs gardening anyway!&lt;br /&gt;Checkered Past is open the first Thursday-Saturday 10-6 and first Sunday, noon to 4,&lt;br /&gt;the second Thursday-Saturday, and every remaining Friday and Saturday, 10-6&amp;nbsp;of each month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also be setting up my RED TENT at Edge of the Wilderness Antiques on Saturday, September 17 for the famous Hwy 38 Garage Sale....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch for my annual OCTOBER ANNIVERSARY SALE...Everything in the&amp;nbsp;"RED TENT" is 50% OFF!!!&amp;nbsp; Saturday, October 8th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-6148442307787091413?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/6148442307787091413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=6148442307787091413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6148442307787091413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6148442307787091413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/09/thoughts-on-changing-seasons.html' title='Thoughts on the changing seasons...'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJYKqgdZ1kA/TnDTtrnd86I/AAAAAAAAAm8/VUoIY8uWZhs/s72-c/2011-06-18_14-19-25_190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-4564320163536828806</id><published>2011-07-28T16:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T16:31:10.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>40th Annual Itasca Vintage Car Show!</title><content type='html'>The trailer is packed, with just a few more items to stuff in tomorrow morning and I'm off to set up my booth at the Car Show!&amp;nbsp; I hope you will come see me...I am located in my usual spot at the Fairgrounds, the overhang section of the garage just up the hill and south of the Grand Stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all new old stuff that I've acquired over the last month, freshly scrubbed, sanded, painted, and given new life...ready&amp;nbsp;for a new home.&amp;nbsp; I have several new cupboards that I've stripped down to their original paint, a very early trunk with what I would guess to be cryric writing, lots of copper and wood items, and also a few very surprising items I've repurposed....like a centerpiece that in a former life was a....dare I say it....sewer cover?&amp;nbsp; Oh well, I was inspired upon site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be set up&amp;nbsp;by 5 pm&amp;nbsp;Friday&amp;nbsp;and will stay until at least 9 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is 8 am to 8 pm, or there-abouts...&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is 8 am to 6 pm, or there-abouts....&lt;br /&gt;As long as there are people milling around, I will stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to stop downtown at my shop.&amp;nbsp; The Lillian's crew is manning the shop while I'm at the car show.&amp;nbsp; Checkered Past and Lillian's hours are 10-6 Friday and Saturday.&amp;nbsp; This is the final weekend of my sale on Americana Items...hurry in while there are still stars &amp;amp; stripes left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primitive blessings to all,&lt;br /&gt;Kathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-4564320163536828806?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/4564320163536828806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=4564320163536828806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/4564320163536828806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/4564320163536828806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/07/40th-annual-itasca-vintage-car-show.html' title='40th Annual Itasca Vintage Car Show!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-976485098403266052</id><published>2011-07-11T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T12:09:31.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Kaxanne and Kbecka!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_JauDfi5XmU/ThspPD6WhMI/AAAAAAAAAmw/uPaSsUsPr68/s1600/Kaxanne.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_JauDfi5XmU/ThspPD6WhMI/AAAAAAAAAmw/uPaSsUsPr68/s320/Kaxanne.JPG" width="154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Two new angels!&amp;nbsp; Just finished this morning.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Introducing two sisters:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Kaxanne, Angel of Fostering and Nurturing the MN Northern Communities through KAXE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Kbecka, Angel of Evolving and Progressing the MN Northern Communities through KBXE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And these two little gals are truly special, because they are donated&amp;nbsp;to a very special place...a place that entertains, stimulates, educates, and&amp;nbsp;builds community in Northern Minnesota.&amp;nbsp; I am speaking, of course, of Northern Community Radio - KAXE.&amp;nbsp; If you don't listen, you have no idea what you're missing.&amp;nbsp; This station is&amp;nbsp;a non-profit and volunteer run, and believe me, you never know what you'll hear next!&amp;nbsp; The first time I listened I heard morning show host Scott Hall interview a guy that made wine out of tent catepillars!&amp;nbsp; Northern MN humor at it's best!&amp;nbsp; From that point, I was hooked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A9lh3ENcZqM/ThspMbdUUzI/AAAAAAAAAms/HtwHbqp32J0/s1600/Kbecka.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A9lh3ENcZqM/ThspMbdUUzI/AAAAAAAAAms/HtwHbqp32J0/s320/Kbecka.JPG" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So through the year's I've donated time and energy in a variety of&amp;nbsp;ways to support the station.&amp;nbsp; They are now embarking on strengthening and broadening their signal by&amp;nbsp;building a new sister station in Bemidji, called KBXE!&amp;nbsp; To support the fund raising efforts&amp;nbsp;for KBXE, I am donating these two angels, sisters -&amp;nbsp;just like KAXE and KBXE to the&amp;nbsp;7th annual KAXE MISSISSIPPI RIVERFEST being held this weekend, Saturday, July 16th.&amp;nbsp; This year,&amp;nbsp;not only will you hear&amp;nbsp;great music, but you will also have an opportunity to buy&amp;nbsp;silent auction items made by KAXE members.&amp;nbsp; Alas, I will miss this year's event - the first in 7 years.&amp;nbsp; But I encourage you to go.&amp;nbsp; Contact KAXE to purchase tickets and bring your lawn chair and cooler and enjoy great music in the Rotary tent on the Mississippi River!&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.kaxe.org/"&gt;http://www.kaxe.org/&lt;/a&gt; for more info.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2CbXCjUuUYU/TeOr2UPl5bI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Gwz1a97zxus/s1600/folk+art+flag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2CbXCjUuUYU/TeOr2UPl5bI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Gwz1a97zxus/s400/folk+art+flag.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Memorial Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;This morning I woke early, got the coffee going and sat down to start making my list of everything I want to get done in the next week....Or should I say I reprioritized everything from my previous lists into a more realistic list.&amp;nbsp; With only one light shinning on my workspace and the rest of the house dark, it was quiet,&amp;nbsp;and peaceful.&amp;nbsp; Rain was announced with distant&amp;nbsp;thunder, then the pitter-patter of light drops gently falling on our red tin roof.&amp;nbsp; Outside was a multitude of shades of green&amp;nbsp;leaves that had just burst open&amp;nbsp;on the trees in&amp;nbsp;our back yard.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Soon the rain began to fall harder, and my quiet was replaced with a&amp;nbsp;roar&amp;nbsp;of rain,&amp;nbsp;swelling, then decreasing, then another crescendo, then repeating the process again and again.&amp;nbsp; Nature's symphony at it's finest.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And so it was in this setting my thoughts turned to today.&amp;nbsp; Memorial Day...it's a day for parades, flag waving, poppies...but what is the reason?&amp;nbsp; Do you remember?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I googled "Memorial Day"&amp;nbsp;and was reminded that&amp;nbsp;it is&amp;nbsp;the day of remembrance for those who have died&amp;nbsp;in our nation's service.&amp;nbsp; How lucky we are to have those souls that step forward to serve and protect our way of life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I also was reminded that it was&amp;nbsp;originally called Decoration Day.&amp;nbsp; YES!&amp;nbsp; I definitely like that&amp;nbsp;line of thinking!&amp;nbsp; Let's decorate!!!&amp;nbsp; Yesterday was a flurry of projects in the Checkered Past workshop.&amp;nbsp; I'm of course thinking of decorating for&amp;nbsp;summer living...&amp;nbsp;and July 4th!&amp;nbsp; Anything and everything is getting the red, white &amp;amp; blue treatment.&amp;nbsp; My biggest project is my wood folk art flag.&amp;nbsp; I made one for myself about 5 years ago.&amp;nbsp; I've always intended to make more, but they are so large (48" X 21") and heavy, and time-consuming to make.&amp;nbsp; But what better way to make a statement that Old Glory will forever wave!&amp;nbsp; My primitive version of the&amp;nbsp;flag&amp;nbsp;is for sale at Checkered Past.&amp;nbsp; And, I am willing to take&amp;nbsp;orders for anyone who misses&amp;nbsp;this one!&amp;nbsp; Contact me via facebook, email or&amp;nbsp;stop by the shop and fill out an order form.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Checkered Past is open June 2-5, 9-11, 17-18 &amp;amp; 24-25.&amp;nbsp; Hours are Thurs-Sat 10 am to 6 pm and Sunday 1-4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Kathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-6361040873042323093?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/6361040873042323093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=6361040873042323093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6361040873042323093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6361040873042323093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-memorial-day-this-morning-i-woke.html' title='I Pledge Allegiance To The Flag'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2CbXCjUuUYU/TeOr2UPl5bI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Gwz1a97zxus/s72-c/folk+art+flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-4356172855822663993</id><published>2011-05-26T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T13:46:43.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When is enough...enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BiUlnZQ9F98/Td6eu2X3MoI/AAAAAAAAAmc/eAAagEXbS9I/s1600/IMG_1390.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BiUlnZQ9F98/Td6eu2X3MoI/AAAAAAAAAmc/eAAagEXbS9I/s400/IMG_1390.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am asking myself that question right now as I take a quick break after planting up some pots on the deck.&amp;nbsp; I told myself, just 2 pots of geraniums, that's all I need on the deck...and of course, I should have a couple pots on the porch by the front door, and my ladder with the buckets, of course.&amp;nbsp; Well, I had a few petunias in addition to the geraniums I purchased, so I potted up a cute little tea pot, (inspired by a customer of mine)...and then I found the enamel child's potty that became used for more&amp;nbsp;petunias....and of course I had to plant some in the coal bucket and take out the winter greens.&amp;nbsp; Then I realized that I had this cool rusty pan, so I&amp;nbsp;transplanted a few hens &amp;amp; chicks for a table-top garden.&amp;nbsp; With&amp;nbsp;a few more geraniums and petunias left and I decided to plant up a mailbox to put by the garage as a warm greeting.....so you understand why I ask myself the question...when is enough....enough? &lt;br /&gt;It really hit me when I discovered myself in the middle of a project I didn't feel quite right about.&amp;nbsp; While planting on my deck, I kept eyeing the bittersweet vine that grows on our back stairs.&amp;nbsp; This is a very old, established plant that has 3 inch vines at the base.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure the plant is at least 30 years old.&amp;nbsp; A few years ago when I stained the deck and stairs, I was pretty hard on it and broke quite a few of the vines.&amp;nbsp; It has&amp;nbsp;not been healthy since and even though I've trimmed it a few times, it still has not generated any bittersweet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Last week it leafed out and I noticed&amp;nbsp;how much dead wood was really on it.&amp;nbsp; Yikes, I'd better get the clippers and get after it now while the leaves are still small.&amp;nbsp; Well, put a clippers in my hands and all the shrubs and trees in the vicinity shudder in fear.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I started in on the job at the top and kept clipping all the dead vines.&amp;nbsp; Halfway down I was reminded how much my husband hates that vine.&amp;nbsp; Mid summer we usually have to fight our way through the vine jungle to use the stairs.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;kept at my job, aggressively, I might add.&amp;nbsp; By the time I got to the bottom, I had very little left.&amp;nbsp; Now, I'm&amp;nbsp;feeling a little guilty.&amp;nbsp; Have&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;doomed any chance of survival?&amp;nbsp; Was that the plant screaming or just my guilty conscience?&amp;nbsp; Do hairdressers ever feel like this when they know they've cut too much?&amp;nbsp; So, my question is, why don't&amp;nbsp;I ever know when enough is enough until it's quite enough?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-4356172855822663993?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/4356172855822663993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=4356172855822663993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/4356172855822663993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/4356172855822663993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-is-enoughenough.html' title='When is enough...enough?'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BiUlnZQ9F98/Td6eu2X3MoI/AAAAAAAAAmc/eAAagEXbS9I/s72-c/IMG_1390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-6196231759278292787</id><published>2011-05-04T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T16:00:26.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MAY SPECIALS, ESPECIALLY FOR YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2oQkbrqWiT8/TcG9j2_eaiI/AAAAAAAAAmU/be1HC2WvO10/s1600/Coupon+May+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2oQkbrqWiT8/TcG9j2_eaiI/AAAAAAAAAmU/be1HC2WvO10/s400/Coupon+May+2011.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's a little something for my loyal blog readers...And Who doesn't like something free or at a reduced rate?&amp;nbsp; Lucky you, just print off this coupon and bring it along when you shop the month of May at Checkered Past!&amp;nbsp; I am just back from my spring junking trip and I did manage to find some goodies to add to my primitive collection!&amp;nbsp; Remember this coupon is good for $5 off any one regular priced item over $25, and cannot be combined with other discounts.&amp;nbsp; One per person please.&amp;nbsp; Thanks and Happy May!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checkered Past will be open the 1st Thursday through Sunday and 2nd Thursday, then EVERY FRIDAY AND SATURDAY!!! Hours are 10-6 (sunday, noon to 4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings to you,&lt;br /&gt;Kathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-6196231759278292787?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/6196231759278292787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=6196231759278292787&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6196231759278292787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6196231759278292787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-specials-especially-for-you.html' title='MAY SPECIALS, ESPECIALLY FOR YOU!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2oQkbrqWiT8/TcG9j2_eaiI/AAAAAAAAAmU/be1HC2WvO10/s72-c/Coupon+May+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-6853039977169701734</id><published>2011-05-02T11:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T12:16:32.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters off kilter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dxJDCjR7IA/Tb7gYjmcR5I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Rpm7OdU25jc/s1600/spamdog.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dxJDCjR7IA/Tb7gYjmcR5I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Rpm7OdU25jc/s200/spamdog.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm just back from my annual spring junking weekend with my sister and my niece.&amp;nbsp; And I'm feeling a little bit like it wasn't quite&amp;nbsp;enough....It seemend that everything was just a little bit off.&amp;nbsp; Could it have been us?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I do have this nasty cough&amp;nbsp;and excessive phlem build-up issue.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Or was it that we had absolutely horrible food&amp;nbsp;this year?&amp;nbsp; Corn dogs so salty we could not eat them,&amp;nbsp;burnt burgers on dried buns....&amp;nbsp; And no, we did not try the spamdog, which was a new feature this year.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Was&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;that we decided to get a jump on the weekend and&amp;nbsp;start a day early?&amp;nbsp; Which, as it turned out, was actually the saving grace for the whole weekend.&amp;nbsp; The weather, as predicted, was horrible.&amp;nbsp; And by that I mean, cold, rain, snow and bitter winds.&amp;nbsp; Keep in mind, our junking adventure is comprised of going to an open field in southern Minnesota where farmers from a 5 state area converge to buy and sell tractor parts and other stuff from the farm.&amp;nbsp; Usually we find treasures&amp;nbsp;like&amp;nbsp;garden gates, windows, doors, and other good&amp;nbsp;rusty junk&amp;nbsp;for the garden.&amp;nbsp; Often there are cupboards, tables or chairs that these farmers&amp;nbsp;have had in their sheds and just decide to throw on the trailer.&amp;nbsp; Over the years we&amp;nbsp;have developed our favorites that are&amp;nbsp;usually in the same spots.&amp;nbsp; There is the "fertile farmer" from the town of Ferile&amp;nbsp;who knows exactly what I like and stashes it away until I arrive.&amp;nbsp; There are the&amp;nbsp;"Iowa Farmboys" who usually have a lot of garden&amp;nbsp;gates and barn windows.&amp;nbsp; And there's the&amp;nbsp;"hefty man".&amp;nbsp; One year he was selling&amp;nbsp;tree stumps to city women!&amp;nbsp; He's very funny and&amp;nbsp;loves to barter.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp;once paid for our purchases in part&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;corn dogs!&amp;nbsp; A way to his&amp;nbsp;heart is excessive bantering, bartering and food!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There are also&amp;nbsp;those sellers we have learned&amp;nbsp;to avoid, like the "desperate man".&amp;nbsp; The first year I bought several nice pieces from him.&amp;nbsp; The following year,&amp;nbsp;he expected me to buy again&amp;nbsp;and would not take no for an answer.&amp;nbsp; He actually&amp;nbsp;chased me&amp;nbsp;carrying&amp;nbsp;a chimney cupboard that he had&amp;nbsp;slapped together from old wood.&amp;nbsp; Please, how pathetically desperate!&amp;nbsp; I now avoid him like the plague!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Then there's the "pathetic&amp;nbsp;man" who&amp;nbsp;tells everyone that his wife ran off to find herself and he can't find a replacement.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After about 3 years, it truly is&amp;nbsp;pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;My sister and I always manage to have a great time, even in the most&amp;nbsp;dire circumstances.&amp;nbsp; And I mean&amp;nbsp;cold, rain, mud, bitter winds and snow!&amp;nbsp; We have endured the worst or the worst.&amp;nbsp; But we realized this year, that although we were prepared,&amp;nbsp;there was something different, a little bit off kilter.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For one thing, vendors were all in different spots.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We had to search harder to find our&amp;nbsp;favorites.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And when we did find them, we were disappointed that they did not&amp;nbsp;bring what they usually do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;No&amp;nbsp;little cupboards,&amp;nbsp;tables or trunks.&amp;nbsp; Not one hand garden tool.&amp;nbsp; Very few kitchen utensils.&amp;nbsp; We also realized&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;quite a few regulars were not there at all.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The weekend was not lost.&amp;nbsp; I did manage to find&amp;nbsp;some very fun things, just not what I was looking for.&amp;nbsp; I'll be bringing things in to my shop in the next few days.&amp;nbsp; More&amp;nbsp;ladders and calf buckets to hang on them for planting flowers.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Also&amp;nbsp;some totes and other fun things for the garden.&amp;nbsp; This week I'll be scrubbing things and uncovering the beauty in all the junk I found!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;So, the&amp;nbsp;lesson learned&amp;nbsp;from this year is that things change.&amp;nbsp; People, weather, our environment....is all changing, constantly.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You never know what you'll find, or what you won't find...&amp;nbsp; The search goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-6853039977169701734?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/6853039977169701734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=6853039977169701734&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6853039977169701734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6853039977169701734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/05/sisters-off-kilter.html' title='Sisters off kilter'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dxJDCjR7IA/Tb7gYjmcR5I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Rpm7OdU25jc/s72-c/spamdog.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-1490790811327330061</id><published>2011-04-12T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T09:30:37.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick update.....</title><content type='html'>A quck update....Today I will be at Forest Lake Elementary School in Grand Rapids for their Spring Fling Fundraiser.&amp;nbsp; This is a way for the school to raise money, rather than selling that cheap stuff that always breaks, or fattening cookie dough... ;0)&amp;nbsp; Come buy for our local vendors and a portion of their sales will go back to the school, and you will have some really cool stuff!&amp;nbsp; Checkered Past will feature Kathy's handpainted spring signs, handmade&amp;nbsp;fabric eggs and bunnies, plus a few primitive antiques also...like Sap buckets filled with "just picked" pussy willows!&amp;nbsp; Hope to see you there... 4 pm to 7 pm&lt;br /&gt;Kathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-1490790811327330061?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/1490790811327330061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=1490790811327330061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1490790811327330061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1490790811327330061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/04/quick-update.html' title='A quick update.....'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3860686256498579996</id><published>2011-04-01T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:38:27.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sure Sign Of Spring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i2Ix4PHQLEo/TZYj0LifVzI/AAAAAAAAAl4/YMLbKPasAe8/s1600/1301424096829.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="112" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i2Ix4PHQLEo/TZYj0LifVzI/AAAAAAAAAl4/YMLbKPasAe8/s200/1301424096829.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A sure sign of spring for me is one event....always has been and always will.&amp;nbsp; And that is the sound of baby chicks peeping under their heat lamps.&amp;nbsp; When I was little you could always hear the sound in the Post Office.&amp;nbsp; Chicks delivered through the mail, which would NEVER happen now!&amp;nbsp; That was before UPS, or Federal Express and before Fleet Stores in every town.&amp;nbsp; Now, I see a sign out by the highway announcing the sure sign of spring..."CHICK DAYS ARE HERE!!!"&amp;nbsp; The sign directs you to my local Fleet Farm store,&amp;nbsp;in our town it's the L &amp;amp; M.&amp;nbsp; It is an event that I think any young child should have.&amp;nbsp; What a wonder to see&amp;nbsp;these fuzzy balls of yellow stepping all over themselves to drink&amp;nbsp;water and&amp;nbsp;sleep under the warm glow of the heat lamp.&amp;nbsp; Here I've posted a picture, but if you go to my facebook page, you can see the video I shot yesterday and actually hear them for yourself.&amp;nbsp; OK, call me wierd to record this event, but with another winter storm forcast...I needed all the evidence I could get that spring is on it's way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XGEtKgzlsGk/TZYkZSmGuDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/3l6_tkWZ_Kg/s1600/1300918868590.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="121" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XGEtKgzlsGk/TZYkZSmGuDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/3l6_tkWZ_Kg/s200/1300918868590.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last week I picked pussy willows, another sign of spring in my eyes.&amp;nbsp; Those fuzzy little kitties would brighten any day, and I've paired them up with colorful sap buckets in spring colors.&amp;nbsp; Yes, you can buy these at my shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-T5AHvpSH8/TZYkrxHZLcI/AAAAAAAAAmE/SQ61iUZYhQA/s1600/IMG_2740.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-T5AHvpSH8/TZYkrxHZLcI/AAAAAAAAAmE/SQ61iUZYhQA/s200/IMG_2740.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've also added a few more spring and Easter items to Checkered Past, like this vintage 30's metal toy bunny and cart.&amp;nbsp; I've had this in my&amp;nbsp;collection for more years than I care to admit...I think it's time to pass it on to someone else, don't you think?&amp;nbsp; And check out all the bunnies I've been making, and also of course the true sign of spring...baby chicks...Hope you enjoy our next winter storm.&amp;nbsp; I'll be on a plane to Colorado to watch my son compete in the USASA National Snowboard Competition.&amp;nbsp; Sure hope the snow stays in Minnesota!&amp;nbsp; Check my facebook for status updates regarding the competition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AzErAjOhAGM/TZYk1ylGJXI/AAAAAAAAAmM/hQPOV0jMEEM/s1600/IMG_2753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AzErAjOhAGM/TZYk1ylGJXI/AAAAAAAAAmM/hQPOV0jMEEM/s200/IMG_2753.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Checkered Past and Lillians will be open Thursday-Sunday, April 7&amp;nbsp;-10 and Thursday-Saturday, April 14-16.&amp;nbsp; Hours are Thursday, Friday, Saturday 10-6 and Sunday noon -4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3860686256498579996?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3860686256498579996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3860686256498579996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3860686256498579996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3860686256498579996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/04/sure-sign-of-spring.html' title='A Sure Sign Of Spring...'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i2Ix4PHQLEo/TZYj0LifVzI/AAAAAAAAAl4/YMLbKPasAe8/s72-c/1301424096829.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-2340048706343982177</id><published>2011-03-08T11:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T11:04:36.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Harriet, Angel of Hyperactive Hootenannies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-aOT_z6esMMw/TXZg4ij9xlI/AAAAAAAAAl0/npCYiIeJkn8/s1600/Harriet+Angel+of+Hyperactive+Hootenannies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-aOT_z6esMMw/TXZg4ij9xlI/AAAAAAAAAl0/npCYiIeJkn8/s400/Harriet+Angel+of+Hyperactive+Hootenannies.jpg" width="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Harriet, Angel of Hyperactive Hootenannies!&amp;nbsp; Are you ready for this wild little red head?&amp;nbsp; She's an active little angel ready to spice up your life!&amp;nbsp; She's wearing an arodable little doll dress, which I think has been handmade from flour sack cloth.&amp;nbsp; Her wings have been made from upholstery cloth, and she has bright red hair and big blue eyes!&amp;nbsp; She is a 24" handmade original by Kathy and can be found now at Checkered Past for $52.&amp;nbsp; She is ready to bless you and yours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-2340048706343982177?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/2340048706343982177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=2340048706343982177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2340048706343982177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2340048706343982177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/03/harriet-angel-of-hyperactive.html' title='Harriet, Angel of Hyperactive Hootenannies!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-aOT_z6esMMw/TXZg4ij9xlI/AAAAAAAAAl0/npCYiIeJkn8/s72-c/Harriet+Angel+of+Hyperactive+Hootenannies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-5975697347490739818</id><published>2011-03-08T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T11:00:32.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlotte McCheesy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pBFk5U4Xr2w/TXZfZdgJQpI/AAAAAAAAAlw/dW_ZiF8r1BU/s1600/Charlotte+McCheesy+Angel+of+Shoddy+Smorgasboards.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pBFk5U4Xr2w/TXZfZdgJQpI/AAAAAAAAAlw/dW_ZiF8r1BU/s400/Charlotte+McCheesy+Angel+of+Shoddy+Smorgasboards.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My oh my....where do I come up with these wacky angels?&amp;nbsp; I don't know, they just speak to me somehow.&amp;nbsp; I think it was the vintage yellow dress, dropped waistline, kind of ready to party in a Norwegian kind of way.&amp;nbsp; Didn't I have a dress like that for my confirmation?&amp;nbsp; Or maybe it was her wool hair confiscated from my&amp;nbsp;friends sheep farm in South Dakota...&amp;nbsp; Anyway, this little gal just looked sort of like a lost cause, like she might put on a shoddy Smorgasboard, like she might have earned her wings as the expert of shoddy smorgasboards...so she became Charlotte McCheesy, Angel of Shoddy Smorgasboards!&amp;nbsp; If this gives you a chuckle, you can buy her for $52 at Checkered Past.&amp;nbsp; Remember she's a signed original, never to be repeated!&amp;nbsp; I promise.&amp;nbsp; BUT, she is guaranteed to be a blessing to you and yours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-5975697347490739818?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/5975697347490739818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=5975697347490739818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/5975697347490739818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/5975697347490739818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/03/charlotte-mccheesy.html' title='Charlotte McCheesy'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pBFk5U4Xr2w/TXZfZdgJQpI/AAAAAAAAAlw/dW_ZiF8r1BU/s72-c/Charlotte+McCheesy+Angel+of+Shoddy+Smorgasboards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3346758481181562520</id><published>2011-03-08T10:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T10:54:18.462-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Polly Flinders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-n14fkLzSDWo/TXZemGxTISI/AAAAAAAAAls/rm_HJWnLTEM/s1600/Little+Polly+Flinders.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-n14fkLzSDWo/TXZemGxTISI/AAAAAAAAAls/rm_HJWnLTEM/s400/Little+Polly+Flinders.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Little Polly Flinders, sat among the cinders and got herself all dirty!&amp;nbsp; Poor little thing is looking for a good home.&amp;nbsp; She is a&amp;nbsp;handmade original by Kathy, wearing a vintage doll blouse and skirt.&amp;nbsp; Her wings are made of cloth to make her more huggable.&amp;nbsp; She has curly white wool hair and vintage button eyes.&amp;nbsp; She can be found now at Checkered Past for $58.&amp;nbsp; She is ready to bless you and yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3346758481181562520?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3346758481181562520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3346758481181562520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3346758481181562520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3346758481181562520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-polly-flinders.html' title='Little Polly Flinders'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-n14fkLzSDWo/TXZemGxTISI/AAAAAAAAAls/rm_HJWnLTEM/s72-c/Little+Polly+Flinders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-8573142327709891195</id><published>2011-03-08T10:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T10:50:48.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith, Angel of the Faithful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-OXjTLmdI1B8/TXZdqophB3I/AAAAAAAAAlo/gumKjFkZHrw/s1600/Faith+Angel+of+the+Faithful.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-OXjTLmdI1B8/TXZdqophB3I/AAAAAAAAAlo/gumKjFkZHrw/s320/Faith+Angel+of+the+Faithful.jpg" width="201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Faith, Angel of the Faithful.....here's a handmade original by Kathy that is very special.&amp;nbsp; Her dress is a hand embroidered baby dress that is absolutely beautiful.&amp;nbsp; Faith has a book with her favorite song, "Oh Come All Ye Faithful" and also has very old vintage green button&amp;nbsp;eyes.&amp;nbsp; Her wings are made from antique bark cloth, and of course she has her halo and rusty bell.&amp;nbsp; She can be yours for $85&amp;nbsp;now at Checkered Past.&amp;nbsp; A true one-of-a-kind keepsake, ready to bless you and yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-8573142327709891195?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/8573142327709891195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=8573142327709891195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8573142327709891195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8573142327709891195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/03/faith-angel-of-faithful.html' title='Faith, Angel of the Faithful'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-OXjTLmdI1B8/TXZdqophB3I/AAAAAAAAAlo/gumKjFkZHrw/s72-c/Faith+Angel+of+the+Faithful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-6474907526150481461</id><published>2011-03-08T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T10:45:59.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Drucilla, Angel of Unpredictable Disposition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-G6SiZEVvrQ4/TXZceGOBBpI/AAAAAAAAAlk/-yXrzLQLy80/s1600/Drucilla.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-G6SiZEVvrQ4/TXZceGOBBpI/AAAAAAAAAlk/-yXrzLQLy80/s320/Drucilla.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Drucilla, Angel of Unpredictable Disposition....Ok, she's crabby, what else can I tell you?&amp;nbsp; You know the nursery rhyme?&amp;nbsp; There was a little girl with a little curl, right in the middle of her forehead, and when she was good she was very good, but when she was bad, she was wicked...well that's Drucilla.&amp;nbsp; I made her a little book that describes how she overcame this crabbyness...&amp;nbsp; Drucilla is a handmade original by Kathy, wearing a vintage light blue baby dress, with light blue corbel wings, and of course she was her halo and bell and is ready to bless you and yours.&amp;nbsp; Now at Checkered Past, $68, Drucilla is ready to bless you and yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-6474907526150481461?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/6474907526150481461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=6474907526150481461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6474907526150481461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6474907526150481461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/03/drucilla-angel-of-unpredictable.html' title='Drucilla, Angel of Unpredictable Disposition'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-G6SiZEVvrQ4/TXZceGOBBpI/AAAAAAAAAlk/-yXrzLQLy80/s72-c/Drucilla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-7456458422081030110</id><published>2011-03-08T10:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T10:41:09.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nettie, Angel of Needful Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9mdueDScIxo/TXZbGdQNIKI/AAAAAAAAAlg/VfFHLqqfSOg/s1600/Nettie+Angel+of+Needful+Things.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9mdueDScIxo/TXZbGdQNIKI/AAAAAAAAAlg/VfFHLqqfSOg/s320/Nettie+Angel+of+Needful+Things.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nettie, Angel of Needful Things...&amp;nbsp; Here's a real cutie reminding us that, yes, there are angels that help us keep things in perspective...do we just want something or do we acutually need it?&amp;nbsp; Nettie is an angel that has cornered the market on determining those choices.&amp;nbsp; If you need help in this area, you might want to consider bringing Nettie to your house to help you out!&amp;nbsp; Nettie is a handmade original by Kathy, wearing an antique baby dress, and beautiful white chippy paint corbel wings.&amp;nbsp; Of course she has her halo and rusty bell.&amp;nbsp; This handmade original is&amp;nbsp;yours for $70 at Checkered Past and is ready to bless you and yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-7456458422081030110?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/7456458422081030110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=7456458422081030110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7456458422081030110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7456458422081030110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/03/nettie-angel-of-needful-things.html' title='Nettie, Angel of Needful Things'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9mdueDScIxo/TXZbGdQNIKI/AAAAAAAAAlg/VfFHLqqfSOg/s72-c/Nettie+Angel+of+Needful+Things.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-140683318930604332</id><published>2011-02-08T12:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T12:51:18.808-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying Hard to Think Spring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TVGMKINd7KI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/lrmgOHY2Gf0/s1600/1297184390258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TVGMKINd7KI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/lrmgOHY2Gf0/s320/1297184390258.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This morning was -20 degrees with a windchill advisory of -35 to -40.&amp;nbsp; That's a little cold to me, and even through the sun was shinning, it was still hard to think positive that spring&amp;nbsp;will come.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I've been watching the icicle in my kitchen window getting longer and longer every day, slowely dripping and building to the point that now it&amp;nbsp;is almost below my window sill.&amp;nbsp; I'm wondering how long it will get before the snow slides off my tin roof&amp;nbsp;and totally destroys it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;What we need is warmer days like we had last week.&amp;nbsp; Those days I &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TVGMMHt0wGI/AAAAAAAAAlU/xe6IZg7n1D8/s1600/1297184632895.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TVGMMHt0wGI/AAAAAAAAAlU/xe6IZg7n1D8/s320/1297184632895.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had&amp;nbsp;hope, and it felt like spring&amp;nbsp;truly will come in a month or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was the perfect day to&amp;nbsp;pour a cup of coffee, sit in the sunshine pouring through my window and AGAIN...go through my "Simply Country Garden's" book by Judy Condon.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;My pages are starting to show signs of wear, and even though I've had my copy for only a few days, it opens to a few of my favorite pages.&amp;nbsp; Like the page with the house in the bowl on the stump with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TVGMXuQW6GI/AAAAAAAAAlc/pJCNKwwPtok/s1600/1297184607871.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TVGMXuQW6GI/AAAAAAAAAlc/pJCNKwwPtok/s320/1297184607871.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;impatients looking like a miniture crab apple tree next to the house.&amp;nbsp; How cute is that?&amp;nbsp; I must make some of those little houses and sell a few in my shop.&amp;nbsp; Add that to the list....Oh, and then there's the bee skeeps, I only have one left in my shop...Add that to the list to order more and make some hutches to partner with them...My spring list is starting to fill up a page or two.&amp;nbsp; I know I can't be the only one dreaming of spring and making lists...&amp;nbsp; I'd love to share this garden book with you, along with Judy's other country decorating books.&amp;nbsp; On sale now at Checkered Past.&amp;nbsp; PS:&amp;nbsp; I'm open this week, Thursday through Saturday, February 10-12, 10 am to 6 pm.&amp;nbsp; Come on in and let's talk spring!&amp;nbsp; But dress warm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-140683318930604332?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/140683318930604332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=140683318930604332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/140683318930604332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/140683318930604332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/02/trying-hard-to-think-spring.html' title='Trying Hard to Think Spring...'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TVGMKINd7KI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/lrmgOHY2Gf0/s72-c/1297184390258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-2671815943622169006</id><published>2011-02-04T19:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T19:25:03.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THINK SPRING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TUylvQwcWVI/AAAAAAAAAlM/o4VrK68p568/s1600/1296867867742.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TUylvQwcWVI/AAAAAAAAAlM/o4VrK68p568/s320/1296867867742.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OK, the long awaited "Simply Country Gardens" book by Judy Condon was in my mail box today!&lt;br /&gt;Your&amp;nbsp;copy is waiting for you at Checkered Past...open tomorrow&amp;nbsp;from 10 am to 6 pm, and Sunday noon to 4.&amp;nbsp; $24.95...get yours while the supply lasts, and DREAM of spring!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It even SMELLS of spring in Checkered Past, because I have just added&amp;nbsp;new soy candles....Sweet Orange&amp;nbsp;Chili Pepper, Green Leaves, and Rain Water.....hmmmmm yummy...also I think the forcast is for around 30 degrees tomorrow!&amp;nbsp; Things are definitely looking UP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-2671815943622169006?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/2671815943622169006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=2671815943622169006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2671815943622169006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2671815943622169006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/02/think-spring.html' title='THINK SPRING!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TUylvQwcWVI/AAAAAAAAAlM/o4VrK68p568/s72-c/1296867867742.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3778426292386255509</id><published>2011-02-02T18:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T18:45:47.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HEARTS GALORE!</title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TUnuboGF8QI/AAAAAAAAAlE/fCaDyTNMNZc/s1600/2011-02-02_07-34-32_680.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TUnuboGF8QI/AAAAAAAAAlE/fCaDyTNMNZc/s320/2011-02-02_07-34-32_680.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;3 dozen long stem red HEARTS!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TUnuBuEhQEI/AAAAAAAAAk4/XjjqAtDxaUY/s1600/2011-02-02_14-19-23_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TUnuBuEhQEI/AAAAAAAAAk4/XjjqAtDxaUY/s320/2011-02-02_14-19-23_6.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Valentina, Angel of Secret Admirerers...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TUn6gW22eaI/AAAAAAAAAlI/PK57r6iKXR0/s1600/2011-01-13_12-52-48_216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TUn6gW22eaI/AAAAAAAAAlI/PK57r6iKXR0/s320/2011-01-13_12-52-48_216.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hand Drawn Valentines (or any occasion) cards&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;FINALLY....FEBRUARY HAS ARRIVED.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We've had our share of snow and cold weather.&amp;nbsp; Finally today it warmed up a bit and the sun peeked its way through the clouds.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Once February arrives, I know we are on the downside of winter!&amp;nbsp; So while the snow was falling, I was busy getting ready for my February open...that means HEARTS GALORE...for Checkered Past!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;finally ready with heart bouquets, bowl fillers, signs, angels and lots of&amp;nbsp;special folk art gifts for your loved one.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; AND...I have something very new that you will LOVE...&amp;nbsp;NEW....hand ﻿ ﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TUnuKRC87oI/AAAAAAAAAk8/9fuMrG40nVk/s1600/2011-02-02_14-21-43_263.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;drawn valentine cards for that special someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checkered Past, now sharing space with Lillian's in Grand Rapids @ 350 NW 1st Avenue &lt;br /&gt;Open the 1st Thursday-Sunday and &lt;br /&gt;2nd Thursday-Saturday every month...&lt;br /&gt;February 3-6 and 10-12&lt;br /&gt;Hours: 10 am to 6 pm&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm expecting Judy Condon's new Gardening book to arrive any day...but this mega snowstorm must have slowed things down a bit. I'll post when I receive it...you won't want to miss it...Spring will come soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TUnuKRC87oI/AAAAAAAAAk8/9fuMrG40nVk/s320/2011-02-02_14-21-43_263.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Red Checkered Bowl Fillers&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3778426292386255509?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3778426292386255509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3778426292386255509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3778426292386255509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3778426292386255509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2011/02/hearts-galore.html' title='HEARTS GALORE!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TUnuboGF8QI/AAAAAAAAAlE/fCaDyTNMNZc/s72-c/2011-02-02_07-34-32_680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-5555457237406147529</id><published>2010-12-17T09:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T09:44:18.068-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays from Checkered Past!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TQuFIUsX2bI/AAAAAAAAAko/YcjUcRvX-as/s1600/Holiday+postcard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TQuFIUsX2bI/AAAAAAAAAko/YcjUcRvX-as/s320/Holiday+postcard.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-5555457237406147529?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/5555457237406147529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=5555457237406147529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/5555457237406147529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/5555457237406147529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-holidays-from-checkered-past.html' title='Happy Holidays from Checkered Past!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TQuFIUsX2bI/AAAAAAAAAko/YcjUcRvX-as/s72-c/Holiday+postcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-8781517367459486687</id><published>2010-11-24T10:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T10:16:42.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A gentle reminder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TO05YIXpEjI/AAAAAAAAAkk/1fFJ6EErENk/s1600/Galatians+tags.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TO05YIXpEjI/AAAAAAAAAkk/1fFJ6EErENk/s320/Galatians+tags.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A few years ago, a friend requested that I paint some ornie signs of the traits found in Galatians 5: 22-23...which I have been doing ever since.&amp;nbsp; I love the daily reminders from this verse.&amp;nbsp; This year, I've saved a little time and written them on primitive tags, great for a small tree, or even hanging in a window.&amp;nbsp; It goes like this..."But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such there is no law."&amp;nbsp; 10 tags to a package priced at $7.50 and available now at Checkered Past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-8781517367459486687?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/8781517367459486687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=8781517367459486687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8781517367459486687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8781517367459486687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2010/11/gentle-reminder.html' title='A gentle reminder...'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TO05YIXpEjI/AAAAAAAAAkk/1fFJ6EErENk/s72-c/Galatians+tags.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-76622892886264723</id><published>2010-11-24T10:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T10:11:27.639-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GingerBread Boy Ornies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TO04eXwpuhI/AAAAAAAAAkg/q47s3xgTU5I/s1600/gingerbread+boys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TO04eXwpuhI/AAAAAAAAAkg/q47s3xgTU5I/s320/gingerbread+boys.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These charming little guys are baked up fresh from Kathy's kitchen, with lots of spices that are sure to remind you of holiday baking...but beware, these are not for eating...just for decorating your tree.&amp;nbsp; They are ready for the holidays with their homespun neck ties and rusty wire hangers...Packaged up 3 to a bag for $7.50 and available now at Checkered Past!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-76622892886264723?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/76622892886264723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=76622892886264723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/76622892886264723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/76622892886264723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2010/11/gingerbread-boy-ornies.html' title='GingerBread Boy Ornies!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TO04eXwpuhI/AAAAAAAAAkg/q47s3xgTU5I/s72-c/gingerbread+boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3310327005782635224</id><published>2010-11-11T21:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T21:03:19.879-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's what's NEW at Checkered Past!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNymymwamdI/AAAAAAAAAjo/I05wXePflws/s1600/IMG_1794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNymymwamdI/AAAAAAAAAjo/I05wXePflws/s200/IMG_1794.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;GIFT CERTIFICATES...Now you can purchase gift certificates for all Checkered Past merchandise, so send your hubbys in with the checkbook!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;These little wood signs are hand-drawn by Kathy, and if you like,&amp;nbsp;they can be personalized for that special someone.&amp;nbsp; After redeeming,&amp;nbsp;the sign is still yours to enjoy!&amp;nbsp; The gift that keeps on giving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNym3Ox8UeI/AAAAAAAAAjs/-5YPECUcJXo/s1600/IMG_1795.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNym3Ox8UeI/AAAAAAAAAjs/-5YPECUcJXo/s200/IMG_1795.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;POTPOURRI and REFRESHER SPRAYS...this season's favorite is "Grandma's Cookies" and it's absolutely YUMMY.&amp;nbsp; I also have a variety of rosehips in differing fragrences, along with dried flowers from my garden.&amp;nbsp; And of course, I have an assortment of wood bowls that are beautiful for displaying these goods from the garden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNym8t2drXI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Jx5aWBZ7Sdg/s1600/IMG_1796.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNym8t2drXI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Jx5aWBZ7Sdg/s200/IMG_1796.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;ANGELS....I have a variety of angels of all sizes and specialities...Also, you can custom order angels for gift giving.&amp;nbsp; Ask me about the particulars when you come in.&amp;nbsp; Don't forget to check out my collection of small chairs, perfect for little folks, or dolls.&amp;nbsp; PS:&amp;nbsp; The wool star is one the items my friend Michelle makes.&amp;nbsp; They are PERFECT to add to a wreath or to use as a bowl filler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNynCs2zhMI/AAAAAAAAAj0/249b4ntsvRA/s1600/IMG_1797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNynCs2zhMI/AAAAAAAAAj0/249b4ntsvRA/s200/IMG_1797.JPG" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;SAP BUCKETS, BENCHES, BOXES, BINS &amp;amp; SIGNAGE!&amp;nbsp; A variety of fun collectibles to dress up your porch or a corner for the holidays...You can also custom order signs with your favorite saying and color.&amp;nbsp; New items are added daily, so shop often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNynJmenF8I/AAAAAAAAAj4/Qkna0Cu6xoQ/s1600/IMG_1803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNynJmenF8I/AAAAAAAAAj4/Qkna0Cu6xoQ/s200/IMG_1803.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;CAN YOU SAY SLEDS???&amp;nbsp; What better way to welcome your holiday visitors than a sled by the door dressed up in primitive finery!&amp;nbsp; I have an assortment of sizes and colors of sleds...hurry in for the best selection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNynZydD7FI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Y_YpqhkDMdc/s1600/IMG_1816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNynZydD7FI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Y_YpqhkDMdc/s200/IMG_1816.JPG" width="122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;TINWARE.....ok, who else do you know that would use a cattle feed scoop for a candle holder?&amp;nbsp; Only a Minnesota Farm Girl would see the beauty in the rustic rusty tin and wood handle!&amp;nbsp; And I currently have several in various sizes...Don't ponder this one too long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNyneVxd_TI/AAAAAAAAAkE/bMjxj5yrErY/s1600/IMG_1824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNyneVxd_TI/AAAAAAAAAkE/bMjxj5yrErY/s200/IMG_1824.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;PEWTER and MORE PEWTER...Love it...here are a few pieces I took out of my house that I'm willing to share with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNynjL9FIWI/AAAAAAAAAkI/47nVVZ655ZY/s1600/IMG_1830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNynjL9FIWI/AAAAAAAAAkI/47nVVZ655ZY/s200/IMG_1830.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;JUST IN TODAY....no, not made in China, made by my friend Sharon from Grand Rapids, MN...these copper angels are absolutely beautiful, especially reflecting candle light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNynpHFxoyI/AAAAAAAAAkM/YccIJ5AJ2u8/s1600/IMG_1817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNynpHFxoyI/AAAAAAAAAkM/YccIJ5AJ2u8/s200/IMG_1817.JPG" width="177" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have 4 fresh wreaths made by Michelle last week.&amp;nbsp; Believe me, if you keep them outside, they will last till March!&amp;nbsp; Lush, green and fragrant - what more could you ask for?&amp;nbsp; Star included, all for $23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNynu1rQhXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/aQZg2X8jzNw/s1600/IMG_1818.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNynu1rQhXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/aQZg2X8jzNw/s200/IMG_1818.JPG" width="176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LITTLE HOUSES, TREES &amp;amp; FENCES...These little houses perch perfectly on a window ledge.&amp;nbsp; I also have little rusty wire fences handmade by Kathy that can surround a village!&amp;nbsp; I've purchased reproduction feather trees in a couple sizes that are oh so charming with these villages.&amp;nbsp; A MUST for holiday decorating!&amp;nbsp; Also, notice the dried apples on the tree...try doing an all natural tree with dried flowers, apples &amp;amp; oranges.&amp;nbsp; Very charming!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNyt27peBNI/AAAAAAAAAkc/lqQ2jG9371Y/s1600/IMG_1742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNyt27peBNI/AAAAAAAAAkc/lqQ2jG9371Y/s200/IMG_1742.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SOY CANDLES....made by Lynn of GingerWild, also of Grand Rapids ...Hurry in, I only have a few left.&amp;nbsp; They are absolutely YUMMY and burn slow and clean!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;OK, that hits the hot spots for tonight...I have more coming in daily, so stop into Checkered Past at 350 NW 1st Avenue in Grand Rapids...Open Friday and Saturday, Nov. 12 and 13, 10 am to 6 pm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next open will be BLACK FRIDAY - 8 am to noon...&amp;nbsp; things will look different and I'll have some FUN items on sale...more details later!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3310327005782635224?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3310327005782635224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3310327005782635224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3310327005782635224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3310327005782635224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2010/11/heres-whats-new-at-checkered-past.html' title='Here&apos;s what&apos;s NEW at Checkered Past!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TNymymwamdI/AAAAAAAAAjo/I05wXePflws/s72-c/IMG_1794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-2886953778539591011</id><published>2010-10-29T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T09:08:06.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TMrUJD6Sc_I/AAAAAAAAAjk/wzrECFaPeFo/s1600/sign+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TMrUJD6Sc_I/AAAAAAAAAjk/wzrECFaPeFo/s320/sign+1.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;YES...IT'S OFFICIAL.....&amp;nbsp; I'm counting the days till our open...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday-Saturday, November 4-6; 10-6pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday, November 7; 12-4pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday-Saturday, November 11-13; 10-6pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-2886953778539591011?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/2886953778539591011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=2886953778539591011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2886953778539591011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2886953778539591011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TMrUJD6Sc_I/AAAAAAAAAjk/wzrECFaPeFo/s72-c/sign+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-5366787040026602996</id><published>2010-10-05T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T16:58:06.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May I brag a bit?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKtQ1XblFBI/AAAAAAAAAik/4WSBl5MXT9k/s1600/Eddie+May+2005+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKtQ1XblFBI/AAAAAAAAAik/4WSBl5MXT9k/s200/Eddie+May+2005+015.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;2005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿To those of you that are my facebook friends, or know me personally, thank you for your patience with my endless facebook postings, and replying with you support and encouragement this last weekend. Now please bear with me while I brag just a bit more… To those of you that don’t know me (and my hubby Wade and 13 year old son Eddie) here’s the fantastic account of why I feel the need to shout out my son's&amp;nbsp;accomplishment!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Because Eddie&amp;nbsp;is not keen on me gushing in our local paper,&amp;nbsp;I just have to get this&amp;nbsp;out somewhere!&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKtPtDFPfgI/AAAAAAAAAic/JOooxZsZn5I/s200/eddie+0073.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As you may or may not know, Eddie has been a passionate skateboarder since age 6. He is very driven to perfect his moves and always tries more and more difficult maneuvers. When he was just starting out, he would watch some of the local talent to learn from them.&amp;nbsp; He also spent endless hours studying videos, dissecting and practicing each move. I don’t know how he has managed to learn the names and different varieties of every slight maneuver which I can’t even begin to see a&amp;nbsp;difference. &amp;nbsp;And&amp;nbsp;along the way, Eddie has also&amp;nbsp;learned how to design and build ramps, boxes, rails.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Along with Wade, they have turned our shed into an indoor skate park.&amp;nbsp;It is here that he practices, along with the parks in Grand Rapids, Duluth, Superior, and&amp;nbsp;3rd Lair in Golden Valley.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKtZKu17vyI/AAAAAAAAAis/gVXg-ubIi78/s1600/SAM_0350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="113" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKtZKu17vyI/AAAAAAAAAis/gVXg-ubIi78/s200/SAM_0350.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿A&amp;nbsp;few years ago Eddie&amp;nbsp;started competing.&amp;nbsp; He has learned how to skate under pressure. &amp;nbsp;As he has always had to compete on someone else’s turf, he's had&amp;nbsp;to work hard to study the course, analyze how to put together his run and still be a gracious “outsider” on the home boys﻿ turf. It has not always been easy, there have been struggles along the way, disappointments, tears, and of course some injuries -&amp;nbsp;nothing major, but&amp;nbsp;we never go far without our first aid kit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKtdM02TFvI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-k-4azOmz4w/s1600/IMG_1719.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKtdM02TFvI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-k-4azOmz4w/s200/IMG_1719.JPG" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So enough&amp;nbsp;background, here’s what I’m leading up to. Last January we traveled to Arizona and&amp;nbsp;of course,&amp;nbsp;googled skate parks along the way.&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp;number one park on Eddie's list was&amp;nbsp;Rio Vista Skate Park in Peoria, AZ.&amp;nbsp; As he&amp;nbsp;skated this beautiful, huge cement park, he declared&amp;nbsp;his goal of returning in October to compete&amp;nbsp;in the championships of the “2010 North American Wild In The Parks Tour”.&amp;nbsp; In order for that to happen&amp;nbsp;he would have to place in the top 7 at one of their 14 US stops. Luckily, one of their stops was&amp;nbsp;3rd Lair in Golden ﻿Valley. &amp;nbsp;Boy were&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;excited and proud that he did indeed place 6th in that comp in July!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;His dream had come true.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKtd8g3_82I/AAAAAAAAAjA/UTR215bkCP8/s1600/IMG_1721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; height: 177px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 201px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="168" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKtd8g3_82I/AAAAAAAAAjA/UTR215bkCP8/s200/IMG_1721.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKtbuXIBVGI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7MtM_lhEBsE/s1600/IMG_1728.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; height: 159px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 201px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKtbuXIBVGI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7MtM_lhEBsE/s200/IMG_1728.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKtbJTZik0I/AAAAAAAAAiw/r_GCjloajjo/s1600/IMG_1727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: right; height: 154px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; width: 200px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKtbJTZik0I/AAAAAAAAAiw/r_GCjloajjo/s200/IMG_1727.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We arrived in Phoenix a few days for some practice time. We were not prepared for how exhausting&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;108 degree temps were, and quickly learned that the tolerable skating time was&amp;nbsp;morning and evening. Sessions required a lot of resting, gallons of water, and of course Gatorade! On the day of the comp, we were blessed with a gentle breeze and only 101 degree temps&amp;nbsp;which kept things manageable. We also found a nice shade tree to sit under while we enjoyed the day. After nearly 40 qualifying stops around North America, Europe and Australia, the best amateur skateboarders in the world collided to test their mettle against one another for bragging rights and a piece of $25,000.00 cash!&amp;nbsp; The comp was comprised of 3 divisions; 14 and under, 15 and over, and ProAmateur. The comp began with the qualifying run and&amp;nbsp;from this run, the top 15 advanced to compete in the finals. Eddie skated in the 14- division along with 67 other skaters. The 14- comp was set up in a run format with 5 heats of about 14 skaters in each heat. The run format allowed all 14 skaters to skate at once, with&amp;nbsp;15 minutes to&amp;nbsp;throw down their best tricks in 3 zones; a 6 stair out rail, picnic table, and a 10 stair out rail. At each zone,&amp;nbsp;judges watched and scored the skaters best tricks.&amp;nbsp; In the qualifying run Eddie skated flawlessly, throwing down difficult, technical and elaborate tricks in each of the three zoness. Things like a "board side big spin out on the out rail" and a "board feeble 180 on the 6 stair out rail". (Please don't ask me to describe those...)&amp;nbsp; He skated smooth and appeared calm and composed, compared to his parents who were exhibiting lots of hand ringing, gasping, and hair pulling! We of course were tickled pink just to&amp;nbsp;be there. All we hoped was that he would be satisfied with his run and would not sustain any injuries.&amp;nbsp;As it turned out… he was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;extremely happy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the waiting began…would he be good enough to make the top 15? We really did not dare hope…well guess what? He qualified in the number 6 spot!!! Of the 7 kids there from Minnesota, only one other qualified (in the number 15 spot). We were thrilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKuatQlDYnI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Qun3XQ0Nkds/s1600/IMG_1724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKuatQlDYnI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Qun3XQ0Nkds/s200/IMG_1724.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿﻿﻿So after the sun went down, the finals began. By this time, the tension had been building, kids were tired, and Eddie did not skate as he had earlier. Even though he did land all his tricks, they came with more difficulty which only increased the frustration level. But thankfully, he didn’t take any big risks and sustained no injuries. We saw other kids trying things they had not practiced, taking enormous risks, busting out front teeth, breaking wrists, elbows, arms, dislocating shoulders… The paramedics were pretty busy!&amp;nbsp; Luckily, Eddie is a very cautious, calculated skater with good judgment. When it was all over, they announced the top 5 in each division and gave away lots of prizes and products. Eddie was not in the top 5, and we’re just fine with that. &amp;nbsp;We are so very pleased with how the event unfolded and will forever treasure the memory.&amp;nbsp;On the plane home, Eddie was already talking about the tricks he needs to learn before next year’s comp…&amp;nbsp;Life goes merrily on.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for letting this proud mom ramble on.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKubE0D0csI/AAAAAAAAAjM/h5LYnXXxAxQ/s1600/IMG_1734.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKubE0D0csI/AAAAAAAAAjM/h5LYnXXxAxQ/s200/IMG_1734.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Blessings to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Kathy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-5366787040026602996?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/5366787040026602996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=5366787040026602996&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/5366787040026602996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/5366787040026602996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2010/10/may-i-brag-bit.html' title='May I brag a bit?'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TKtQ1XblFBI/AAAAAAAAAik/4WSBl5MXT9k/s72-c/Eddie+May+2005+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-5526199139189168744</id><published>2010-09-20T10:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T10:56:58.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a first...of many, I'm sure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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Well on Saturday, I met all kinds of wonderful women that appreciate all the same things I do! Somehow, Bonnie&amp;nbsp;found me, or found my stuff and invited me to her 10th Annual Harvest Festival at her quilt shop - Willow Wood Market Designs just south of Bemidji. Here is a beautiful little shop, nestled in the woods filled with hand dyed wool, wonderful fabrics, and patterns created by Bonnie. When I arrived Saturday morning, I was amazed by the "maze" of quilts hung from tree to tree, it was literally like walking through an outdoor art gallery! Thankfully it was a beautiful sunny fall day, and even though it included a rather "bitter" wind, everyone enjoyed the wild rice soup, desserts and the shopping! So a special thanks to my "local" friends that ventured out of our county to explore this new "territory" and a special thanks for the new friends I made. It was great fun to see "sisters" and girlfriends out shopping together on this crispy fall day! Hope to see you all at this Harvest Festival next year, if not before! 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/THZ9tMik5uI/AAAAAAAAAeg/WONQQIBr8jc/s1600/CP+September+HR+Ad+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/THZ9tMik5uI/AAAAAAAAAeg/WONQQIBr8jc/s320/CP+September+HR+Ad+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Fall is DEFINITELY....in the air.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The last few mornings have been what I would call "crispy", where you see your breath and everything smells moist!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The maple trees in my back yard&amp;nbsp;are starting to&amp;nbsp;display some red leaves and my perennial garden looks a little bedraggled...&amp;nbsp; So of course, my thoughts start to shift away from the garden and towards what I call my "nesting syndrome"...time to&amp;nbsp;put away all my Red, White &amp;amp; Blue summer accents and take out the mustard,&amp;nbsp;red &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;black...and maybe some ORANGE mixed in.&amp;nbsp; My shop is definitely showing signs of "nesting syndrome" and I even found an awesome&amp;nbsp;bench with old mustard paint!&amp;nbsp; I hope you'll take time out of your busy&amp;nbsp;Labor Day weekend to stop in and see me on Saturday, September 4th.&amp;nbsp; Or if you're out of town, please call to arrange a time to stop out.&amp;nbsp; I've been busy gathering goods from my garden and making potpourri.&amp;nbsp; I also have soy candles now made by a very special "new" friend&amp;nbsp;that are absolutely "yummy" and perfect for those who also have the&amp;nbsp;"nesting syndrome"!&amp;nbsp; Happy Fall!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-8834798983576759685?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/8834798983576759685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=8834798983576759685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8834798983576759685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8834798983576759685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2010/08/fall-for-autumn.html' title='Fall For Autumn'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/THZ9tMik5uI/AAAAAAAAAeg/WONQQIBr8jc/s72-c/CP+September+HR+Ad+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3801976471436852938</id><published>2010-08-04T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T08:24:01.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>These boots are made for......Gardening!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TFlnAwI-EJI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Cav8KgXxI0Y/s1600/IMG_1379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TFlnAwI-EJI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Cav8KgXxI0Y/s320/IMG_1379.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;These boots are made for.....gardening!&amp;nbsp; I found these at a garage sale and they reminded me of my grandfather's&amp;nbsp;boots.&amp;nbsp; What better way to&amp;nbsp;jog a memory than to put it&amp;nbsp;by a garden path, and each time you walk by, you see them&amp;nbsp;for a gentle reminder to never forget your&amp;nbsp;roots...a farmers daughter to the core...&amp;nbsp; By the way, I do have an actual boot that&amp;nbsp;was my grandfather's which is by my back door and I see it everyday from the house!&amp;nbsp; These are the kinds of things I look for when antiquing these days, as my focus has been on&amp;nbsp;working in the garden these past few months.&amp;nbsp; I gave myself a goal to finally get through every bed, reorganize, weed, weed, weed...need I say more?&amp;nbsp; Then after my visit with Rianna, I was even more inspired and started re-edging everything and looking at my yard in a different way - to envision&amp;nbsp;how energy flows through the yard, creating&amp;nbsp;scenes everywhere you look.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I've got a long way to go, but I'm starting to see some payoffs and more potential for the future.&amp;nbsp; So I've&amp;nbsp;collected&amp;nbsp;ladders, screens, buckets, bins, benches and other interesting objects that can be added to the garden that are&amp;nbsp;still in my shop.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Chances are if they are not sold by next spring, they'll end up in my yard somewhere, so hurry out and get them now! ;0)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3801976471436852938?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3801976471436852938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3801976471436852938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3801976471436852938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3801976471436852938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2010/08/these-boots-are-made-forgardening.html' title='These boots are made for......Gardening!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TFlnAwI-EJI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Cav8KgXxI0Y/s72-c/IMG_1379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3934806942303744347</id><published>2010-06-15T09:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T09:24:55.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TBeBjkHANKI/AAAAAAAAAeA/3nX2gSv3Xok/s1600/IMG_1163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TBeBjkHANKI/AAAAAAAAAeA/3nX2gSv3Xok/s320/IMG_1163.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TBeBuhUPMQI/AAAAAAAAAeI/05SxnmcoMPI/s1600/IMG_1107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TBeBuhUPMQI/AAAAAAAAAeI/05SxnmcoMPI/s320/IMG_1107.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TBeBXP5FREI/AAAAAAAAAd4/LFi_A4cSV9g/s1600/IMG_1173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TBeBXP5FREI/AAAAAAAAAd4/LFi_A4cSV9g/s320/IMG_1173.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TBeBLRkBbOI/AAAAAAAAAdw/EBz03iJtYFA/s1600/IMG_1181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TBeBLRkBbOI/AAAAAAAAAdw/EBz03iJtYFA/s320/IMG_1181.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TBeByOpZpqI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/aeI-FPvbf1k/s1600/Rianna+and+I.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TBeByOpZpqI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/aeI-FPvbf1k/s320/Rianna+and+I.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Weekend I met the most amazing woman....I knew I would love Wouterina de Raad's workshop for making cement sculptures.&amp;nbsp; But I was totally surprised by her warmth, her love for her art and how willing she was&amp;nbsp;to share her experience and inspire each and every student.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But WOW...I was not prepared for her beautiful "artistic" gardens and&amp;nbsp;how her&amp;nbsp;art is integrated into those gardens.&amp;nbsp; They are amazing, and everywhere you look is a path leading you to yet another hidden place with yet another artistic view of the surrounding landscape.&amp;nbsp; Her&amp;nbsp;farm sits on a&amp;nbsp;plateau so you can look off into the distance and&amp;nbsp;see&amp;nbsp;the beautiful Wisconsin farm land, surrounded by quaint red barns and green fields.&lt;br /&gt;So the workshop begain, and&amp;nbsp;the formalities fell away as we got to know each other and Wouterina,&amp;nbsp;our teacher&amp;nbsp;soon became&amp;nbsp;Rianna our friend.&amp;nbsp; Each of the 10 students created something very different.&amp;nbsp; I had no&amp;nbsp;idea what I wanted to make, I just knew I wanted to refine my craft.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to learn the detail of making faces.&amp;nbsp; I also had a million other questions which were were all patiently answered.&amp;nbsp; So I began to make a face and as my piece evolved it started to take on its own personality.&amp;nbsp; My face&amp;nbsp;evolved&amp;nbsp;into something I could hang on the wall.&amp;nbsp; Then it seemed to call for glass eyes&amp;nbsp;and Rianna's idea to&amp;nbsp;add a light inside so the light shows through the eyes and up through the top.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(I loved that idea!!)&amp;nbsp; So after 12 hours of the&amp;nbsp;class, you can see my&amp;nbsp;wire lathe form is built and ready for cement.&amp;nbsp; I am still not sure what it will&amp;nbsp;look like in the end,&amp;nbsp;but I think that is the beauty of these type of&amp;nbsp;projects, they lead you in the right path.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Stay tuned for updates on my progress.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;But my immediate passion&amp;nbsp;is to make some of the changes to my gardens that&amp;nbsp;have been&amp;nbsp;inspired by&amp;nbsp;Rianna's gardens.&amp;nbsp; That is why&amp;nbsp;yesterday, with the sun shinning, I spent 12 hours revamping some of the front gardens and if it stops raining today, I will continue!&amp;nbsp; If you love artistic gardening, I urge you to visit Rianna and definitely take her class!&amp;nbsp; You will be truly inspired!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Check out her website.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.concretemosaicsculpture.com/"&gt;http://www.concretemosaicsculpture.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3934806942303744347?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3934806942303744347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3934806942303744347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3934806942303744347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3934806942303744347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-weekend-i-met-most-amazing-woman.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TBeBjkHANKI/AAAAAAAAAeA/3nX2gSv3Xok/s72-c/IMG_1163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-7082957843628119623</id><published>2010-06-08T09:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T09:28:41.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well since it's raining....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I would much rather spend time in the garden, in fact, that's what I've been mostly focusing on this spring.&amp;nbsp; Because of the early spring, I really got a good start on cleaning, weeding, and rearranging plants.&amp;nbsp; It's always a time factor isn't it?&amp;nbsp; It seems like everyone I talk to is stretching themselves to the limit and always running out of time.&amp;nbsp; Do we ever stop,&amp;nbsp;get a cup of coffee and sit and think?&amp;nbsp; Reflect on our lives, how lucky we are, or how it could be worse?&amp;nbsp; I am reminded daily by girlfriends fighting the cancer battle, even Eddie is wearing a bracelet for a classmates mom.&amp;nbsp; So everyday I try to find a slice of time, even if I'm driving, to just cherish our lives right now and thank God that we are happy and healthy.&amp;nbsp; And that time also lets me prioritize...sometimes I have to make tough choices just to maintain balance...like joining the church council, then discovering it's a bit more than I thought...(3 board seats is a too much...) and deciding to resign from my board seat on KAXE, Northern Community Radio.&amp;nbsp; It was a very tough decision, but 4 years on the board was enough to feel like I've made some accomplishments, and I now turn my attentions to other projects.&amp;nbsp; I will truly miss being on the KAXE board, but it's not like I'm going away - I've always volunteered behind the scenes at KAXE.&amp;nbsp; I first became involved in helping to design the sculpture park along the river when they were building their new station, and ended up not only facilitating the design team, but became actively&amp;nbsp;involved in creating the cement mosiac sculptures, which has become a very new artistic venture for me.&amp;nbsp; (In fact this coming weekend, I will be working with a master sculpture artist in Wisconsin and am very excited.&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned, I'm sure I'll have something to say about that adventure!)&amp;nbsp; So last weekend was the annual meeting for KAXE Northern Community Radio and I was very surprised, and honored, to receive the "Debbie Lentz Silent Star, Behind-the-Scenes" Volunteer of the Year award!&amp;nbsp; I was absolutely speechless and nearly in tears, and so remained "silent" as the plaque says...but I am truly humbled to be honored.&amp;nbsp; And who says recognition is overrated?&amp;nbsp; Sure feels good now as I sit with my coffee, watching the rain&amp;nbsp;giving my thirsty perennials a much needed drink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-7082957843628119623?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/7082957843628119623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=7082957843628119623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7082957843628119623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7082957843628119623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-since-its-raining.html' title='well since it&apos;s raining....'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/TA5MGAPVTAI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Eyra3h3kYFs/s72-c/IMG_1084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-4703718381057243858</id><published>2010-04-05T09:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T09:26:27.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/S7nv0Ga5lJI/AAAAAAAAAcg/YhEAQWfS6h8/s1600/Botang+Property+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/S7nv0Ga5lJI/AAAAAAAAAcg/YhEAQWfS6h8/s200/Botang+Property+005.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/S7nv_GHdcQI/AAAAAAAAAco/_C6IUa-ERK0/s1600/IMG_0860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/S7nv_GHdcQI/AAAAAAAAAco/_C6IUa-ERK0/s200/IMG_0860.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/S7nwGwfMcMI/AAAAAAAAAcw/AQX_I7OKlHw/s1600/IMG_0415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/S7nwGwfMcMI/AAAAAAAAAcw/AQX_I7OKlHw/s200/IMG_0415.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Spring has come…amazing. It’s April 4th and ice is out, frogs are croaking their very loudest, rhubarb and chives are poking through the ground. Last year, we still had snow, with a few more storms before the end of April. Is it me, or has the clock and calendar decided to speed up? I can still hear my grandmother saying “I just don’t know where the time goes”…then hearing my mother say it…and now I’m saying it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I’ve last looked at my blog, I’ve finished working on my “flip house” project. This was the neighbor’s house that my husband bought at an auction. He doesn’t normally go with me to auctions. I’m the one that loves them, and will stand all day to wait for one choice primitive antique piece. But on this beautiful October day, we walked over to the neighbors for their auction and he bought the house! He thought I needed something “to do”!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that’s what I worked on this&amp;nbsp;winter. I, along with&amp;nbsp;my talented friend Bill,&amp;nbsp;turned the sadly neglected little gem into a clean, cozy 3 bedroom house! It was a fun project - one that I would love to do again. And I learned many new useful skills; things like caulking, laying tile and grouting, hanging doors and installing door knobs, laying laminate flooring, and installing kitchen cabinets.&amp;nbsp; And let's not forget&amp;nbsp;scraping old paint&amp;nbsp;and re-staining all the woodwork! So finally we were ready and&amp;nbsp;the house went on the market on a Thursday in March and 2 weeks later, after 5 showings, we had 2 offers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are just waiting for the closing where we will meet our new neighbors. Sure hope she likes to garden! Happy Spring Everyone!! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/S7nwM8gUZUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/2xHRfw4BR1U/s1600/IMG_0895.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="151" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/S7nwM8gUZUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/2xHRfw4BR1U/s200/IMG_0895.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-4703718381057243858?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/4703718381057243858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=4703718381057243858&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/4703718381057243858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/4703718381057243858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-spring.html' title='Happy Spring!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/S7nv0Ga5lJI/AAAAAAAAAcg/YhEAQWfS6h8/s72-c/Botang+Property+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-6753497254292988115</id><published>2010-01-18T12:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T12:59:53.422-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/S1SmXMkjr4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/F58tc9qIE_0/s1600-h/Valentines+UPGS+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/S1SmQqfQbnI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/CLF_08g-L3Q/s1600-h/Valentines+UPGS+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/S1SmQqfQbnI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/CLF_08g-L3Q/s200/Valentines+UPGS+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/S1SmXMkjr4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/F58tc9qIE_0/s1600-h/Valentines+UPGS+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/S1SmXMkjr4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/F58tc9qIE_0/s200/Valentines+UPGS+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Happy New Year! It's been a while since I've thought about updating my blog...I thoroughly enjoyed Christmas, all the baking and spending time with family and friends.&amp;nbsp; Now that the decorations are all put away, and we've eaten the last of the cookies...it's time to start implementing my plan for 2010!&amp;nbsp; Checkered Past at home is not officially open until spring... and who knows when that will be?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hopefully the first Saturday in March...but if it's still too cold or too snowy...we'll look forward to opening the first Saturday in April.&amp;nbsp; Of course, having said that...if you absolutely can't live without a visit to my cold little shop, give me a call and I will open just for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;In the meantime, I'm busy making heart ornies which can be purchased at Up North General Store in Deer River.&amp;nbsp; There are homespun hearts with rusty wire hangers, or felted wool hearts...or check out my angel ornies!&amp;nbsp; And I have bouquets of hearts in old bottles for those of you that are passionate about old bottles...&amp;nbsp; And, of course, if your valentine is a primitive antique lover, I have oddles of fun gift ideas you won't want to miss...So please visit Up North General Store in Deer River!&amp;nbsp; Open every day from 10 to 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;What's next?&amp;nbsp; I'm working on creating Easter bunnies and adorable fabric eggs in primitive homespuns... I'll give you a sneak peek soon.&amp;nbsp; In the meantime, I open you are enjoying our current warm spell and I wish you all a happy, health new year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-6753497254292988115?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/6753497254292988115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=6753497254292988115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6753497254292988115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6753497254292988115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/S1SmQqfQbnI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/CLF_08g-L3Q/s72-c/Valentines+UPGS+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-343276641173583582</id><published>2009-12-04T11:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T11:28:25.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>December Open Tomorrow!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SxlCWR-9zEI/AAAAAAAAAcI/UpSnDH0kgtY/s1600-h/Grace+House+donation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SxlCWR-9zEI/AAAAAAAAAcI/UpSnDH0kgtY/s320/Grace+House+donation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Where did November go?&amp;nbsp; I've been in a frenzied blur of activity.&amp;nbsp; I was hoping things would slow down a little in December...what could I have been thinking?&amp;nbsp; This Saturday, Checkered Past will be open at my home shop - 10 am to 5 pm, and yes, I'll fire up the wood stove and heat the shed...&amp;nbsp; I've got lots of handmade ornaments, fabric stars, felted ornies and painted wood mini signs.&amp;nbsp; Also lots of princess pine wreaths that Michelle just made from her gatherings in the woods.&amp;nbsp; And if you're looking for sleds or skiis, I've got many to choose from to dress up your abode for the winter months.&amp;nbsp; The cute little sled pictured here has seen better days, I will agree...but don't you wish it could talk?&amp;nbsp; The tales it could tell!&amp;nbsp; I've donated this sled, wreath and handpainted sign to the Grace House Homeless Shelter for their annual fund raiser this Saturday night.&amp;nbsp; You could go home with this little gem by bidding at their silent auction.&amp;nbsp; If you're around, check it out at the Timberlake Lodge.&amp;nbsp; So, this past week, I've been busily decorating not only my shop, but my house.&amp;nbsp; I've got way too many decorations and have been going through bins and trying to keep things simple...which is so hard to do!&amp;nbsp; Guess I'll put up another tree in the basement just for sister Janet's visit on Christmas Eve.&amp;nbsp; Then next week I'll start baking.&amp;nbsp; Over Thanksgiving I again made my husbands favorite holiday cookie, Pfeffernuse.&amp;nbsp; It's a german cookie, and not one that I grew up with, so I've practiced for many years, and finally got it the way his mom used to make.&amp;nbsp; The recipe I use is from the "German-Russian Pioneer Cook Book" from his hometown of Eureka, South Dakota.&amp;nbsp; My tendency was to make them too small, but finally I got them about right...so they are about 2" across after baking.&amp;nbsp; The other trick I found is immediately after they come out of the oven to shake them in a bag with powdered sugar...as opposed to rolling them in a bowl of powered sugar...I guess that's the way mother used to do it...&amp;nbsp; So here is the recipe...by the way, it makes about 12 dozen, so you might want to divide it unless you're donating to the homeless!&lt;br /&gt;PFEFFERNUSE&lt;br /&gt;1 cup white sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 cup brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 cup lard (I use butter)&lt;br /&gt;1 cup black coffee&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp. soda&lt;br /&gt;1 cup honey&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. cloves&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp. star anise (I used anise flavoring)&lt;br /&gt;7 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;Mix like any cookie.&amp;nbsp; Make balls in palm of hand, flatten and bake at 350 (my oven needs 8 minutes).&amp;nbsp; Frost or roll in powdered sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-343276641173583582?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/343276641173583582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=343276641173583582&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/343276641173583582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/343276641173583582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-open-tomorrow.html' title='December Open Tomorrow!!!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SxlCWR-9zEI/AAAAAAAAAcI/UpSnDH0kgtY/s72-c/Grace+House+donation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-8375156018567210274</id><published>2009-11-06T23:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:40:13.531-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart &amp; Soul Christmas Open</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SvT_CBTq2dI/AAAAAAAAAb4/chmb985sYNQ/s1600-h/November+dolls+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SvT_CBTq2dI/AAAAAAAAAb4/chmb985sYNQ/s320/November+dolls+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SvT_4Goiz7I/AAAAAAAAAcA/cKzrXPIPGmg/s1600-h/RainyDaze.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SvT_4Goiz7I/AAAAAAAAAcA/cKzrXPIPGmg/s320/RainyDaze.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NEWS FLASH....Last Saturday, November 7th was so much fun, we're doing it again!&amp;nbsp; No, my shop at home will not be open, but I'm hauling a trailer load into town and joining Connie and friends at "That Extra Touch" show at the Sawmill Inn...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'll be there from 8 am to 4 pm...Stop by to check it out, I've found some goodies on my recent dash over to Alex...and today in my workshop some new things were finished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week I made a oddles of ornaments as well as my Ladies on the left.&amp;nbsp; Don't they look like perfect little angels?&amp;nbsp; So, to introduce them, from left to right, front row, Lilah, Angel of Lady Bugs and other surveillance devices, and Liona, Angel of all Ladies in Waiting.&amp;nbsp; Back Row, Lavonne, the Lady of the House, Angel of Household Leadership Skills, and Lillian, Angel of Refined Ladies.&amp;nbsp; They are quite the bunch!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The 5th angel I worked on this week came into my life in a rather surprising way.&amp;nbsp; Last September I received a phone call from one of my customers.&amp;nbsp; She was cleaning out her mother's attic and found a little trunk filled with vintage baby dresses and wanted to know if I'd be interested in them.&amp;nbsp; Would I!&amp;nbsp; So we struck up a deal to use one of the dresses and I'd make a doll for her.&amp;nbsp; I had 3 things to help create the doll, in addition to observing that she had dark hair and dark eyes.&amp;nbsp; 1)&amp;nbsp; Her nick name is Rainy; 2) She is a deli lady and sells cheese and 3) She just won a blue ribbon at the Itasca County Fair for an apron she made.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I promised to have it completed by November 7th.&amp;nbsp; So, here I am the morning of November 6th, the doll is made, but I still needed to sew on her wings, add her halo and bell AND&amp;nbsp; decide on her angel specialty for her tag.....hummm, so this is what I came up with... "Rainydaze, Angel of all Deli Ladies, Showering the World with Cheese and Undisputed Champion Apron Creator"&amp;nbsp; I think she'll like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-8375156018567210274?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/8375156018567210274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=8375156018567210274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8375156018567210274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8375156018567210274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/11/heart-soul-christmas-open.html' title='Heart &amp; Soul Christmas Open'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SvT_CBTq2dI/AAAAAAAAAb4/chmb985sYNQ/s72-c/November+dolls+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3203188507579433011</id><published>2009-10-01T10:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T11:00:45.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>October Birthday Sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SsTP6L0k2HI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gKnp42dnX3g/s1600-h/punkin+head.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SsTP6L0k2HI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gKnp42dnX3g/s1600/punkin+head.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SsTPSE7rsEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/tbmX02uYnkQ/s1600/frankenstein+bowl+fillers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SsTPSE7rsEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/tbmX02uYnkQ/s200/frankenstein+bowl+fillers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SsTP6L0k2HI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gKnp42dnX3g/s200/punkin+head.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SsTQyijX3qI/AAAAAAAAAbw/YbUnDSWKDBE/s1600-h/black+cats+bowlfillers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SsTQyijX3qI/AAAAAAAAAbw/YbUnDSWKDBE/s200/black+cats+bowlfillers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Saturday, October 5th is my annual October Birthday Sale!  Checkered Past Antiques is celebrating 6 years this month!  (oh, and coincidentally, this is my birthday month too, but who's counting anymore!)&amp;nbsp; My shop is stuffed full of fun things I've gleaned from auction sales and flea markets.  There's also fun folk art fresh from the workshop and dried flower bouquets from my garden.&amp;nbsp; If you're looking for pumpkins, you will find Rasmussen's Cowhorn Crossings Pumpkin Farm, a hop, skip and a jump from me on Dansen Road.  The leaves are beautiful right now, so I hope you'll drive out and enjoy the day!  10 am to 5 pm, or call ahead anytime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3203188507579433011?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3203188507579433011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3203188507579433011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3203188507579433011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3203188507579433011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-birthday-sale.html' title='October Birthday Sale!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SsTPSE7rsEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/tbmX02uYnkQ/s72-c/frankenstein+bowl+fillers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-6978935038899814065</id><published>2009-09-23T20:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:42:57.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>falling for fall...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SrrK0lIp9-I/AAAAAAAAAbY/8ZDF0bsyZsw/s1600-h/2009+Scarecrow+family+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SrrK0lIp9-I/AAAAAAAAAbY/8ZDF0bsyZsw/s400/2009+Scarecrow+family+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a glorious fall day we've had today.&amp;nbsp; 70 degrees, with a slight breeze, sunny, and not a cloud in the sky.&amp;nbsp; This morning I went to the farmers market and bought some sun flowers, pumpkins and corn stalks.&amp;nbsp; Sure wish I had my own corn field to cut my own stalks, but instead I have trees.&amp;nbsp; Ahhh, the trees are starting to turn various shades of red, russet, and orange.&amp;nbsp; We still are not at "peak", or as they say out east, the "height of the foliage season".&amp;nbsp; Next week should be wonderful.&amp;nbsp; So to enjoy this day, I just could not stay inside, even though my indoor projects were calling me and my to do list is quite long if I'm going to be ready for my fall shows....but a day like today needed to be cherished.&amp;nbsp; So in that spirit, I created my annual scarecrow family.&amp;nbsp; I pulled the bin from the loft and selected the garmets and accessories.&amp;nbsp; I always have a papa, mama, and baby, just like my own family.&amp;nbsp; In fact, the little scarecrow always sports the same flannel shirt and bibs that my little guy wore as a baby.&amp;nbsp; Each year I try something new with my family.&amp;nbsp; This year I'm trying something different with their heads.&amp;nbsp; Last year their heads were pumpkins with wacky faces.&amp;nbsp; This year I used rusty shovel handles I gleaned from a garage sale.&amp;nbsp; I got quite the looks from people when they asked what I was going to do with them.&amp;nbsp; Who would have thought rusty shovel heads could become the crowning glory for a scarecrow family!&amp;nbsp; Well, sometimes you just have to let your imagination run wild and have fun!&amp;nbsp; Happy Fall.&amp;nbsp; PS:&amp;nbsp; My shop will be open the first Saturday in October - that's the 3rd, from 10 am to 5 pm.&amp;nbsp; Come check out my scarecrow family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-6978935038899814065?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/6978935038899814065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=6978935038899814065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6978935038899814065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6978935038899814065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/09/falling-for-fall.html' title='falling for fall...'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SrrK0lIp9-I/AAAAAAAAAbY/8ZDF0bsyZsw/s72-c/2009+Scarecrow+family+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3389950675075299370</id><published>2009-09-04T09:17:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:33:49.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready for Fall....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SqEfKWA7kMI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/-zWqsek2HSQ/s1600/birds+eye+view.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SqEfKWA7kMI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/-zWqsek2HSQ/s320/birds+eye+view.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SqEdljPzmtI/AAAAAAAAAbI/w_1m0xPItes/s1600-h/ladder+and+buckets.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SqEdljPzmtI/AAAAAAAAAbI/w_1m0xPItes/s320/ladder+and+buckets.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SqEcQxUxAaI/AAAAAAAAAa4/FcSmMgk0s3k/s1600-h/bowling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SqEcQxUxAaI/AAAAAAAAAa4/FcSmMgk0s3k/s320/bowling.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SqEfKWA7kMI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/-zWqsek2HSQ/s1600-h/birds+eye+view.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fall is in the air.&amp;nbsp; I've spent the last week getting ready for fall.&amp;nbsp; That may mean many things, like school shopping...(yes, I was saddened to see no crayons on the list this year), getting ready for Rally Sunday at church, and what to do with the perennial gardens.&amp;nbsp; It was a cool summer, bad for vegetables, but my perennials went WILD.&amp;nbsp; So I started "cleaning" my large perennial garden behind the house.&amp;nbsp; I gave away dozens and dozens of hollyhocks, and what to do with all the irises?&amp;nbsp; I rearranged paths to allow the volunteer maple to thrive, and then decided to dig out the entire rock path and replace the small rocks with larger rocks.&amp;nbsp; Which reminds me, time to make a chiropractor appointment for next week...&amp;nbsp; At the last minute, I realized that the bowling balls and pins I recently found at an estate sale would be just the thing I needed for my rock "alley".&amp;nbsp; Why not have fun in the garden and create a little bit of whimsey!&amp;nbsp; Checkered Past will be open this Saturday, September 5th and I still have a lot of items that could create whimsey in your yard, like old ladders and buckets, a wheelbarrow, an old barn door.&amp;nbsp; One of my favorite treasures that I've had for years, is my grandfather's work boot, planted with a hen &amp;amp; chick.&amp;nbsp; I always keep a lookout for old boots when I'm searching for treasures. Hope to see you on Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SqEc_x9W1JI/AAAAAAAAAbA/-SJRt64pl0M/s1600-h/grandpas+boot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SqEc_x9W1JI/AAAAAAAAAbA/-SJRt64pl0M/s320/grandpas+boot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3389950675075299370?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3389950675075299370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3389950675075299370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3389950675075299370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3389950675075299370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/09/getting-ready-for-fall.html' title='Getting Ready for Fall....'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SqEfKWA7kMI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/-zWqsek2HSQ/s72-c/birds+eye+view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-155111550576867472</id><published>2009-08-23T21:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T08:01:21.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farm Auctions 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SpHnR7or8qI/AAAAAAAAAaY/O0Dqva10gAo/s200/roosters+waiting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SpHxICezLLI/AAAAAAAAAaw/8G1ArNwXmyE/s1600-h/cabbage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SpHxICezLLI/AAAAAAAAAaw/8G1ArNwXmyE/s200/cabbage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SpHoJ3ZV4fI/AAAAAAAAAag/s1TXVgPrRsg/s1600-h/Horses+at+the+auction.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SpHoJ3ZV4fI/AAAAAAAAAag/s1TXVgPrRsg/s200/Horses+at+the+auction.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I left home while it was still dark.&amp;nbsp; I had waited for this day for months.&amp;nbsp; I was ready.&amp;nbsp; My bag was packed with everything I could possibly need to spend the day at a farm auction...enough clothing to be comfortable in any type of weather; rain, snow, wind, mud, heat....you name it, I had it.&amp;nbsp; I also had footwear options to change 3 times, if needed.&amp;nbsp; (I would soon discover that my Doc Martins, or what I call my "sh-- stompers", were perfect due to mud, thistles and the various farm animal waste products.)&amp;nbsp; By the time I drove through Aitkin County, the sun was rising.&amp;nbsp; It was an orange glow that promised to be a beautiful day.&amp;nbsp; After a week of cool, rainy weather, this was too good to be true!&amp;nbsp; Three hours later, I arrived at the auction sale -&amp;nbsp; an hour early, a must in my book!&amp;nbsp; I had driven through absolutely beautiful farm country, rolling hills, fields planted in a patchwork quilt pattern, and pristine Amish farms.&amp;nbsp; The auction was on one of these type of beautiful Amish farms, with a red barn and outbuildings and a big ole freshly painted white house.&amp;nbsp; I was greeted by the young boys assigned to tell people where to park...the Amish horse and buggy's on the side of the driveway with large shade trees and good grazing pasture for the horses.&amp;nbsp; The English with their cars and trailers parked across the road in the thistle field.&amp;nbsp; I didn't mind, I was wearing my Doc Martins.&amp;nbsp; So the first thing to do when arriving at an auction, is to get your bidding number, especially if you're not early!&amp;nbsp; Next, I discovered the machine shop had been turned into a market to sell homemade baked goods.&amp;nbsp; (This is not normal at a farm auction...just the Amish farm auctions!)&amp;nbsp; I could tell this was the goodie building by all the Amish women carrying baskets through a side door, and the accumulation of men by the front door!&amp;nbsp; WOW, I loaded up on homemade noodles, pickled beets, jams, jellies and homemade bread.&amp;nbsp; My first purchase of the day was stellar!!&amp;nbsp; The next very important step in attending an auction is to "scope it out".&amp;nbsp; Start going through all the items waiting to be sold and decide what you want to bid on.&amp;nbsp; However, NEVER appear too anxious over an item as to give away your strategy to the competition!&amp;nbsp; At this auction there were things I definitely would not be bidding on, but were so fun to see...sheep, pigs, chickens, ducks, and hundreds of horses, buggies, sleighs, wagons and horse drawn farm equipment.&amp;nbsp; And did I mention crates of vegetables and bags of newly hand-stiched quilts?&amp;nbsp; WOW.&amp;nbsp; It was somewhat overwhelming, but extremely interesting.&amp;nbsp; Also at this auction there were two auctioneers calling, so you had to know the route each one would be taking in order to not miss out on your items.&amp;nbsp; My very favorite part of the auction is listening to the auctioneers.&amp;nbsp; There's almost a hypnotic rhythm that whips you into a bidding frenzy.&amp;nbsp; You have to be careful not to get wrapped up in it.&amp;nbsp; You also have to be careful not to wave, scratch your nose, or signal in any way as you just might buy something!&amp;nbsp; This particular auctioneer moves very, very fast.&amp;nbsp; I've been to his auctions before and have missed out on something because I couldn't keep up.&amp;nbsp; I was determined that today that would not happen.&amp;nbsp; This would not be an auction for first-time bidders.&amp;nbsp; You had to know what you wanted, jump in right away, never hesitate with your bidding and know your limit!&amp;nbsp; The key is to position yourself so the auctioneer AND at least one assistant can see you.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, I got a spot right up next to the first wagon and 2 assistants.&amp;nbsp; Once you start bidding on a couple primitive items, they know what you like and will look to you to see if you're interested.&amp;nbsp; If you're not interested in a particular group of items, "proper" auction etiquette is to back away and let those that are interested have the prime spots.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, the items I was interested in sold first...old sleds, boxes, crates, milk bottles, old wheels, a couple stools and milk cans.&amp;nbsp; I was done with my spending spree by noon!&amp;nbsp; That's when I noticed the crowd of people had grown beyond 1000!&amp;nbsp; WOW, I don't think I've even been to a farm auction as large as this.&amp;nbsp; So the rest of the time I participated in another favorite auction activity, "people-watching".&amp;nbsp; I must say, the Amish were probably more interested in me, than I them!&amp;nbsp; Can we talk lunch?&amp;nbsp; With all these people they didn't have the typical "lunch wagon".&amp;nbsp; Instead, a huge outdoor grill had been set up under a tent and they were frantically trying to keep up with the demand for turkey legs, sausages and hamburgers, all served on homemade buns.&amp;nbsp; I waited in line nearly an hour to get my hamburger, but it was worth the wait!&amp;nbsp; Another fun thing to do at auctions is to banter with other bidders, since a lot of the time you're waiting anyway.&amp;nbsp; I discovered a fellow primitive collector who had driven from Bemidji.&amp;nbsp; Others had driven from the metro area.&amp;nbsp; So I wasn't the only crazy person to have driven 3 or more hours to enjoy this auction.&amp;nbsp; Around 1:00, the horse auction began.&amp;nbsp; Hundreds of people were sitting around the auction ring on the homemade wooden church benches (they had collapsible legs and I sure wish they would have been for sale!)&amp;nbsp; These serious bidders came to buy horses raised and broken by the Amish.&amp;nbsp; It had been many, many years since I've seen a pair of large work horses.&amp;nbsp; It brought back memories of my Uncle Vic who used to give us rides atop his work horses!&amp;nbsp; At the auction the work horses sold for $2000 each.&amp;nbsp; Is that good?&amp;nbsp; There were also small ponies that sold for around $200, and beautiful horses to pull buggies, some sold for $1000-$1500.&amp;nbsp; Knowing absolutely nothing about horses, I still enjoyed watching the action.&amp;nbsp; There was a lot of tension in the air between the bidders, the auctioneer, the men driving the horses into the ring and the spectators.&amp;nbsp; It was very fast paced, highly organized, and did I mention you had to watch where you walked?&amp;nbsp; With 2 auctioneers working, it looked like things would wrap up around 4:00.&amp;nbsp; I, however, had seen enough to satisfy my auction fix and headed for home.&amp;nbsp; It might be a long time before I see another auction as enjoyable as this, I will certainly cherish the memories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SpHoJ3ZV4fI/AAAAAAAAAag/s1TXVgPrRsg/s1600-h/Horses+at+the+auction.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/So6vusxHIjI/AAAAAAAAAXg/6FowExjlxuQ/s1600-h/Voyagers+2009+021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/So6vusxHIjI/AAAAAAAAAXg/6FowExjlxuQ/s320/Voyagers+2009+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/So6w2lBKpII/AAAAAAAAAXo/Bv6Z85ecUio/s1600/Voyagers+2009+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/So6w2lBKpII/AAAAAAAAAXo/Bv6Z85ecUio/s320/Voyagers+2009+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We have just returned from our annual camping trip to Voyagers National Park.  Luckily we live just 2 hours away, so we feel pretty lucky to not have a 7 hour drive like some urbanites have!  This is not the pansy type of camping where you pull your motor home, or pop up camper into a state park and have neighbors on every side.  No, this is not even the luxurious "car camping" that we sometimes do while on driving trips.  However, this is NOT as difficult as back-packing, or even canoeing into the boundry waters (done that, not very good at being a mule pack...)  This is the trip where you pack everything into your boat and motor out onto the lake and it's many, many inlets and islands and find a site to set up camp.  The sites are secluded and you might hear other people occasionally, but unless they happen to motor by your island, you don't see them.  In past years, we've spent 2, 3, even 4 hours in the boat trying to find a site that's open.  After several years, we've now discovered that what seems to work best is to go in when most people are going out.  So Sunday is the day we picked this year, and we were lucky (?) to have windy, rainy weather and sure enough, as we sat in the car for an hour waiting for the rain to let up...boat after boat was pulling out and driving away.  We were confident that we'd have the pick of our sites!  So as the rain was turning into light sprinkles, we doned our rain gear. (I especially like the way the BLAZE YELLOW gives my complexion that washed out look!)  After only 1 hour we did find a site just as someone was leaving it.  By this time the sun was peeking out and we busily set up our camp.  Wade and Eddie went for a swim and it was truly beautiful.  However, that night the wind picked up and it cooled to about 50 degrees.  However, we were quite toasty in the tent, and didn't get flooded out from the rain showers.  The only thing that DID get flooded out was the path to the throne...the latrine...the privy...00....outdoor toilet...  So we decided to pack up and find a better site that was out of the wind...and we did find a better site, only because the path to the privy was on dry land and the site was not as swampy.  But the wind persisted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/So6xhR2VADI/AAAAAAAAAXw/eYCXy-CiS9M/s1600-h/Voyagers+2009+027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/So6xhR2VADI/AAAAAAAAAXw/eYCXy-CiS9M/s320/Voyagers+2009+027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So to occupy our day we headed north to Canada and made our annual trip to the Kettle Falls Hotel.  We spent time there playing games outside, having lunch, and of course played pool in their crooked little bar.  You can only get to this historic hotel by boat and it's history is as a stop-over for voyagers on their trading routes.  It's always the highlight of our trip!  And I suppose I should mention the fishing!  This year Eddie holds the record for the largest fish, a 17" large mouth bass.  He's not much for fishing (not enough action for a 12 year old) but truly LOVED the action of landing this fighter!  I regret that I didn't get a picture to capture that smile!  Our last night there was quite windy and 45 degrees.  I'm so glad I brought that stocking cap!&amp;nbsp; And this is August?  Maybe we would have fared better in September.  We woke up and decided to get out quick while the "gettin was good".&amp;nbsp; We wasted no time and quickly packed up and boated out.  It was a choppy ride, but we made it in record time...1 1/2 hours from when we woke up to when we got back to our rig!  We all agreed that it wasn't the best camping trip we've had, but it also wasn't the worst!  We had great campfires, caught big fish, didn't get wet or snowed on, didn't have any bears or coons raid our camp site and played a lot of card games (kings in the corner) and farkel!  A pretty good family bonding time.  Our reward was having a big, greasy breakfast on our way home!&amp;nbsp; And even with the windy, cold, rainy weather, I still think Voyagers is heaven on earth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-8565798367769027596?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/8565798367769027596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=8565798367769027596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8565798367769027596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8565798367769027596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/08/campingnot-as-great-but-still-great.html' title='camping....not as great, but still great'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/So6vusxHIjI/AAAAAAAAAXg/6FowExjlxuQ/s72-c/Voyagers+2009+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-1092727709818885879</id><published>2009-07-31T09:57:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T10:21:34.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Checkered Past is Open Tomorrow, Saturday, August 1st</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SnMHhKJMeyI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/RCxMaVdXxHI/s1600-h/DSCN6867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SnMHhKJMeyI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/RCxMaVdXxHI/s200/DSCN6867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364639847368391458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks to all of you that stopped in to see me at the Car Show last weekend.  Despite the rain sho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wers we had a good turnout.   Now I've unpacked my trailer and reorganized my shop to get ready for my sale this Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just to make things interesting...I've taken a few pieces out of my house that I've been "storing" for a year or so, especially cute little tables that have been tucked here and there, and my collection of yellow bowls, some of which did sell last Saturday, but there's still a few left.  I hope y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ou stop by to see my new Jelly Cupboard, it's a beautiful piece and needs to be in a good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Can't you just imagine a collection of pumpkins and crows on the top for fall?  With this crispy weather, it seems fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is right around the corner.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SnMG_xx642I/AAAAAAAAAXI/41FBeJKayI8/s1600-h/green+desk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SnMG_xx642I/AAAAAAAAAXI/41FBeJKayI8/s200/green+desk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364639273892635490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SnMHhHqcI7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/2ldNMLBM3I4/s1600-h/2009+July+angels.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SnMHhHqcI7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/2ldNMLBM3I4/s200/2009+July+angels.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364639846702523314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Also, I've made a few &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;new angels all dressed in white with wood wings cut from an ole cabin upnorth!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday hours are 10 am to 5 pm.  Remember, you can call ahead any time and if I'm home I'll open!  Happy August, enjoy this time with your kids before they go back to school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-1092727709818885879?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/1092727709818885879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=1092727709818885879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1092727709818885879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1092727709818885879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/07/checkered-past-is-open-tomorrow.html' title='Checkered Past is Open Tomorrow, Saturday, August 1st'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SnMHhKJMeyI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/RCxMaVdXxHI/s72-c/DSCN6867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-2248528928192821610</id><published>2009-07-23T21:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:14:55.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready, Get Set, GO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SmkW-dZw4eI/AAAAAAAAAXA/aKKxSoYGoD4/s1600-h/Full+Trailer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SmkW-dZw4eI/AAAAAAAAAXA/aKKxSoYGoD4/s200/Full+Trailer.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361842093661676002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the weekend, finally!  The long awaited Northern MN Vintage Car &amp;amp; Antique Show!  This week I've been planning what to load in my trailer.  I've been scrubbing, scraping, chipping, sanding, staining, painting, sealing, dusting, oiling, and did I mention waxing?  My nails are worn down to a nub, but nothing that a little polish can't fix!  Today my little helper and I loaded the trailer - and as usual it's packed to the gills.  And you should see my vehicle...luckily I don't have a long drive, a mere 15 miles will get me there.  We'll drive in tomorrow afternoon, and will be set up and ready for customers by 5 pm.  I'll be in my usual spot on the fair grounds - the patio section of the 3 stall garage by the grandstand.  The show is Friday night, Saturday, 7 am - until I feel like going home, and Sunday 8 am till....probably about 3 pm.  Hope to see you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-2248528928192821610?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/2248528928192821610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=2248528928192821610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2248528928192821610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2248528928192821610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/07/ready-get-set-go.html' title='Ready, Get Set, GO!!!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SmkW-dZw4eI/AAAAAAAAAXA/aKKxSoYGoD4/s72-c/Full+Trailer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-7388799994259434917</id><published>2009-07-16T11:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T11:40:45.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/Sl9Xb5hrxAI/AAAAAAAAAW4/xZiJ8JY71ds/s1600-h/2009+July+angels.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/Sl9Xb5hrxAI/AAAAAAAAAW4/xZiJ8JY71ds/s200/2009+July+angels.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359098218404365314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is summer, or at least the calendar tells me it is.  Today is a cool 45 degrees, windy and a little rainy.  Summer is more than half over, and where have all those sunny days been?  There just ain't no sunshine anymore!  Today is a good day to finish up a few angels that have been waiting for names.  This photo shows Miss Dee Linquent, Angel of Negotable Negligence,Miss Dee Lightful, Angel of Glee and Giddyness, and Miss Dee Lirious, Angel of Bewilderment and Confusion.  Once the sunshine comes back, I'll be outside working in the garden or my shop again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on those cloudy days, I reflect back...You're probably wondering about my choice of a song.  I haven't thought about the Al Green song, "Ain't no Sunshine When She's Gone" in years.  I was recently reminded of it by a high school classmate I haven't seen in 37 years - that's right, I said 37 years.  WOW, my brain doesn't even think I'm that old!  I've been reflecting on past lives and have felt driven to look up old classmates.  I don't know why.  Maybe it's the weather.  But facebook has been a fun tool to use to connect with people, both presently in my life, and those from the past.  I'm finding that a lot of my classmates turned out to be pretty cool people.  And the question is...why didn't we hang more when we were in high school?  I guess, looking back, I was pretty immature and not confident enough to make a lot of friends, and it was just more comfortable to hang with a couple girlfriends.  Now, the more friends, the merrier!  More is better?  More, More, More... I wonder, more leads to a pretty fast pace.  We're doing more, seeing more people, busy, busy, busy.  Wow! &lt;br /&gt;Last week, I was reminded to slow down.  Take a few moments to stop and enjoy the small things.  Our cat, Liger, had 5 baby kitties.  4 are yellow and one is black.  Holding them is an instant chill pill...their soft small mews are so tender.  Ahhh, that's a great reminder to slow down and live every day.  Enjoy the rest of the summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-7388799994259434917?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/7388799994259434917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=7388799994259434917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7388799994259434917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7388799994259434917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/07/reflections.html' title='Reflections.....'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/Sl9Xb5hrxAI/AAAAAAAAAW4/xZiJ8JY71ds/s72-c/2009+July+angels.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-8514150665264618797</id><published>2009-06-01T10:03:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:54:08.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SiP0ifHRCCI/AAAAAAAAAWo/tFI_XDlxbY0/s1600-h/Musical+Garden+may09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342382456296245282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SiP0ifHRCCI/AAAAAAAAAWo/tFI_XDlxbY0/s200/Musical+Garden+may09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My sister seems to have all inherited the musical genes in the family. Oh, I can plunk out a few songs on the piano, carry a tune enough to follow the hymns in church...but my sister accompanies the choir and is a whiz on the piano. And her teenage daughter is now a skilled viola player and much in demand for the wedding/funeral circut in Douglas county.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id59"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SiPu78Vw2UI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ggHttEuMLf0/s1600-h/strings+may+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My talents seem to lie more in the design/planning area...especially this time of year I like to use my talents in GARDEN design. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1082"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SiPu7vj4CeI/AAAAAAAAAWY/rkfgGBs4O9o/s1600-h/Percussion+may+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1083"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SiPu7vj4CeI/AAAAAAAAAWY/rkfgGBs4O9o/s1600-h/Percussion+may+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SiPu7vj4CeI/AAAAAAAAAWY/rkfgGBs4O9o/s1600-h/Percussion+may+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342376293138172386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SiPu7vj4CeI/AAAAAAAAAWY/rkfgGBs4O9o/s200/Percussion+may+09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1084"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SiPu7vj4CeI/AAAAAAAAAWY/rkfgGBs4O9o/s1600-h/Percussion+may+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I believe my love of perennials was inherited from my Grandmother Joyce, a lifelong member of the Alexandria Garden Club and perennial junkie. I remember her teaching me how to weed around the flowers, as my fingers were more nimble than hers, and how I learned the names of many perennials from her. I especially remember how frustrated she was when her jack-in-the-pulpit jumped the fence into the neighbors yard and that wicked ole neighbor wouldn't give it back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year I try to work on something new for my garden. This spring I stared hitting the garage sale circut (which is why I haven't been blogging as often as I'd like) to glean those poor musical instruments cast aside by their owners as no longer worthy to play. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SiPu78Vw2UI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ggHttEuMLf0/s1600-h/strings+may+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342376296568641858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SiPu78Vw2UI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ggHttEuMLf0/s200/strings+may+09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SiP1WrbOuSI/AAAAAAAAAWw/2Sv1cPTlRBk/s1600-h/Horn+section+may+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342383352954403106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SiP1WrbOuSI/AAAAAAAAAWw/2Sv1cPTlRBk/s200/Horn+section+may+09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I created a musical garden, complete with horn section, percussion and strings. I will continue to be on the lookout for things to add to my garden. I did find a keyboard, but Eddie squirreled it away in his room. That's ok, when he tires of it, I'll sneak it back to add to the garden. And if you have any old instruments laying around...I'd gladly add them to my garden!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-8514150665264618797?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/8514150665264618797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=8514150665264618797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8514150665264618797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8514150665264618797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/06/musical-sisters.html' title='Musical Sisters'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SiP0ifHRCCI/AAAAAAAAAWo/tFI_XDlxbY0/s72-c/Musical+Garden+may09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-6927666297071060798</id><published>2009-06-01T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:03:19.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook | Kathy Fauth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2300&amp;amp;id=1778993859&amp;amp;saved#/profile.php?id=1778993859&amp;amp;v=photos&amp;amp;viewas=1778993859"&gt;Facebook | Kathy Fauth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-6927666297071060798?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2300&amp;id=1778993859&amp;saved#/profile.php?id=1778993859&amp;v=photos&amp;viewas=1778993859' title='Facebook | Kathy Fauth'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/6927666297071060798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=6927666297071060798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6927666297071060798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6927666297071060798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/06/facebook-kathy-fauth.html' title='Facebook | Kathy Fauth'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-2572305651540740543</id><published>2009-04-28T12:39:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:52:47.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>junk sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAHUtRM7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/kktbdvlzBC0/s1600-h/gates+and+barrels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329799178578113458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAHUtRM7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/kktbdvlzBC0/s200/gates+and+barrels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just call us the junk sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that my sister appreciates scrounging for junk as much as I do...perhaps more! She isn't always able to look past the mud and grease to see the possibilities of a well scrubbed up box or bin, or old painted desk...but she knows what I like and is able to dig deep to find cool stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAHvgkFoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/JRDG6MJXnpk/s1600-h/buckets+and+water+can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329799185772582530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAHvgkFoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/JRDG6MJXnpk/s200/buckets+and+water+can.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id970"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAHvgkFoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/JRDG6MJXnpk/s1600-h/buckets+and+water+can.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just came back from our yearly junking binge at our favorite farm tractor show! This is the 6th year we've gone on this junket, and each year is an adventure. We've had a lot of laughs, met some great people, but have also suffered through some pretty terrible weather. As a result, we now consider ourselves expert junkers and are literally prepared for any and all weather conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1575"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAH--AieI/AAAAAAAAAV4/4dUbCrvAgsc/s1600-h/barn+door+and+garden+stuff.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAH--AieI/AAAAAAAAAV4/4dUbCrvAgsc/s1600-h/barn+door+and+garden+stuff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329799189922613730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAH--AieI/AAAAAAAAAV4/4dUbCrvAgsc/s200/barn+door+and+garden+stuff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we were blessed with awsome weather. The first day we were there was actually a little....dare I say it...warm? After last year, no one, and I mean no one would complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1110"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAH--AieI/AAAAAAAAAV4/4dUbCrvAgsc/s1600-h/barn+door+and+garden+stuff.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1655"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAZgt39SI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XRjQHYZjtTA/s1600-h/boxes+totes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1863"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAZgt39SI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XRjQHYZjtTA/s1600-h/boxes+totes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1883"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAZgt39SI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XRjQHYZjtTA/s1600-h/boxes+totes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1962"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAHte-lfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/B1x9pw5DiUQ/s1600-h/lanterns.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAHte-lfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/B1x9pw5DiUQ/s1600-h/lanterns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329799185229059570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAHte-lfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/B1x9pw5DiUQ/s200/lanterns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1982"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAHte-lfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/B1x9pw5DiUQ/s1600-h/lanterns.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It's fun to see the same vendors, and believe me...they remember us! The blonds from up north. In fact, this year one vendor called us "sassy", another told us we needed to be "enlightened" on our dickering techniques and yet another called us "cheap". Such compliments! That is really what it's all about - part of the fun, to haggle over prices, give those vendors a laugh, have fun and buy cool stuff!&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1884"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAZgt39SI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XRjQHYZjtTA/s1600-h/boxes+totes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1983"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAZgt39SI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XRjQHYZjtTA/s1600-h/boxes+totes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1675"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAZgt39SI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XRjQHYZjtTA/s1600-h/boxes+totes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1576"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAZgt39SI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XRjQHYZjtTA/s1600-h/boxes+totes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAZgt39SI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XRjQHYZjtTA/s1600-h/boxes+totes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329799491039524130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAZgt39SI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XRjQHYZjtTA/s200/boxes+totes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1577"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAHte-lfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/B1x9pw5DiUQ/s1600-h/lanterns.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1826"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAHte-lfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/B1x9pw5DiUQ/s1600-h/lanterns.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1904"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAHte-lfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/B1x9pw5DiUQ/s1600-h/lanterns.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This year I found a lot of things for the garden, porch and yard. Lots of benches, chairs, boxes, bins, buckets and water cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1578"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAHte-lfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/B1x9pw5DiUQ/s1600-h/lanterns.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come check out my new stuff this Saturday, May 2nd. 10 am to 5 pm. Or, call ahead anytime and if I'm home, I'll open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPRING HAS SPRING! HIP HIP HORRAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-2572305651540740543?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/2572305651540740543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=2572305651540740543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2572305651540740543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2572305651540740543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/04/junk-sisters.html' title='junk sisters'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SfdAHUtRM7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/kktbdvlzBC0/s72-c/gates+and+barrels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-9213877510044304146</id><published>2009-04-14T08:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:26:00.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you meet the nicest people at an auction sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SeSNWLpS9CI/AAAAAAAAAUA/fO27niVV0o0/s1600-h/Alice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324536071681405986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SeSNWLpS9CI/AAAAAAAAAUA/fO27niVV0o0/s320/Alice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You know the saying...you meet the nicest people at...fill in the blank. Well, I actually did meet someone at a farm auction that I had a lot in common with, because we kept bidding on the same items. Now who would want that rusty ole thing? Another primitive antique lover, that's who. Her name is Alice, and what caught my attention was that she was with her sister. Those of you that know me, know that I love meeting my sister to rummage for junk! And there they were, two sisters rummaging for junk. I especially loved when the sister came up to Alice and said..."I just used your number to buy an outhouse!" That would be something my sister would do for me. Turns out Alice has a farm, stuffed with the things she and her sister find at auction sales. She's very creative and has weekend sales, much like I do. You should really check it out. You might even get food at her place! I think you'll agree, Alice is a gem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-9213877510044304146?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/9213877510044304146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=9213877510044304146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/9213877510044304146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/9213877510044304146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-meet-nicest-people-at-auction-sale.html' title='you meet the nicest people at an auction sale!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SeSNWLpS9CI/AAAAAAAAAUA/fO27niVV0o0/s72-c/Alice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3737371144247993409</id><published>2009-03-26T10:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:30:30.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mucky Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/ScubXjM7m_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/14fdVogUvVs/s1600-h/Bogs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/ScubXjM7m_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/14fdVogUvVs/s320/Bogs.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317514613929778162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's an adventure this time of year for those of us that live in the swamp.  I've discovered that our "spring" season can last anywhere from February to June.  Not to complain, because right now I'm hearing about massive flooding in Fargo, but we've had our share of inconveniences.  Our basement has had water twice now...however, we've got it down to a system and I'm getting pretty good with the "water removal" skill.  Just another skill set to add to my bag!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in the crazy fluctuating spring weather, I've usually relied on my trusty ole red rubber boots that I've had for 10 years, and although my feet stay dry, they always got cold.  A few weeks ago, I stumbled upon the ultimate footware in my favorite shoe store in town.  The boots are called BOGS, and claim to keep your feet warm even in -20 degrees!  They are also waterproof and let your feet breathe.  Sounds almost too good to be true, right?  Well, I thought they would be a good investment that I would probably have the rest of my life.  So, my maiden voyage with BOGS, last week it was 60 degrees and mucky, I wore them while inspecting the pussy willow situation and found that they were actually a little warm!  A few days later, in the rain and about 30 degree temps, they did keep me very dry.  Last night while we collected sap, it was snowing and about 12 degrees, the BOGS were just right, not too warm, not too cold!  I'd say I was the luckiest gal in the muck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3737371144247993409?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3737371144247993409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3737371144247993409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3737371144247993409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3737371144247993409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/03/mucky-luck.html' title='Mucky Luck'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/ScubXjM7m_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/14fdVogUvVs/s72-c/Bogs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-5148623360049346965</id><published>2009-03-18T10:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:06:15.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Warshing Clothes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/ScEb0-SrwnI/AAAAAAAAATw/sJIwCQsfLYw/s1600-h/laundry+women.1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/ScEb0-SrwnI/AAAAAAAAATw/sJIwCQsfLYw/s320/laundry+women.1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314559632162407026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever have one of those days when it seems nothing goes right?  The other day my mop broke!  I don't think I've had it that long, maybe 8 or 10 years.  Shouldn't they last longer than that?  So I headed to my local favorite store and purchased a new one.  When I was going to try it out the next day, it was too wide to fit in my bucket.  So the next day I purchased a new bucket.  Boy, was I feeling sorry for myself.  I was trying to get the house cleaned while I was doing laundry and usually this can all be done on one day.  When I was feeling sorry for myself, I was reminded by a friend of how it used to be....something I have NEVER had to do...&lt;br /&gt;We are so lucky in this day and age!  Here is an actual "recipe" for washing clothes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARSHING CLOTHES &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Build fire in backyard to heat kettle of rain water. Set tubs so smoke wont blow in eyes if wind is pert. Shave one hole cake of lie soap in boilin water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sort things, make 3 piles &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pile white, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pile colored, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pile work britches and rags. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make starch, stir flour in cool water to smooth, then thin down with boiling water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take white things, rub dirty spots on board, scrub hard, and boil, then rub colored don't boil just wrench and starch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take things out of kettle with broom stick handle, then wrench, and starch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang old rags on fence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread tea towels on grass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pore wrench water in flower bed. Scrub porch with hot soapy water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn tubs upside down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go put on clean dress, smooth hair with hair combs. Brew cup of tea, sit and rock a spell and count your blessings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-5148623360049346965?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/5148623360049346965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=5148623360049346965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/5148623360049346965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/5148623360049346965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/03/warshing-clothes.html' title='Warshing Clothes!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/ScEb0-SrwnI/AAAAAAAAATw/sJIwCQsfLYw/s72-c/laundry+women.1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-8954478838939205423</id><published>2009-03-07T10:38:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:30:17.065-06:00</updated><title type='text'>march open</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SbKjb3U04eI/AAAAAAAAATY/mj2FA5RK0Zg/s1600-h/easter+display.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310486609726333410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SbKjb3U04eI/AAAAAAAAATY/mj2FA5RK0Zg/s320/easter+display.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Checkered Past Antiques -- I'm open today!  Saturday, March 7th from 10 am to 5ish...It's a nice sunny day, perfect for a drive out to the country to hunt for primitives and special little things to add to your collection.  I'm in the mood to think spring and have some fun pieces that shout spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SbKjcK7bpMI/AAAAAAAAATg/kSGcepHzii4/s1600-h/eggs+for+sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310486614988530882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SbKjcK7bpMI/AAAAAAAAATg/kSGcepHzii4/s320/eggs+for+sale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, what's new? I've been working on more grungie fabric eggs, and little chicks with those adorable rusty pin wings. And check out my little Easter baskets to hang on your Easter Tree. Aren't they adorable? And of course, I have grungie bunnies and painted eggs, just perfect as bowl fillers. &lt;br /&gt;I've also been tromping through the woods, and although the pussy willows have begun to open, I'm thinking they'll be perfect by next week. I've cut dogwoods and other lovely stick bouquets, perfect to make your Easter tree. I plan to cut the pussy willows next week and will bring them to Up North General Store in Deer River. You can also find all my Easter goodies, and spring color primitive antiques, there as well! (Plus they have chocolate!!).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SbKjcgo8JzI/AAAAAAAAATo/WpB73UbeJrg/s1600-h/wheelbarrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310486620816549682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SbKjcgo8JzI/AAAAAAAAATo/WpB73UbeJrg/s320/wheelbarrow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-8954478838939205423?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/8954478838939205423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=8954478838939205423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8954478838939205423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8954478838939205423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-open.html' title='march open'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SbKjb3U04eI/AAAAAAAAATY/mj2FA5RK0Zg/s72-c/easter+display.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-6208930254947966447</id><published>2009-03-06T07:52:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:15:20.474-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOWBOARD CHAMP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SbErF2-xM4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/qpEqNc7nfV8/s1600-h/S_snowboard-faction-challen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310072815304651650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SbErF2-xM4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/qpEqNc7nfV8/s400/S_snowboard-faction-challen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id128"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last weekend we returned to my ole stomping grounds, Evansville, Minnesota.  Eddie and his snowboarding buddy were keen on entering the 6th Annual Faction Challenge at Andes Tower Hills.  Eddie has snowboarded there a couple times before, so he was familar with the park.  It's a larger terrain park and has larger jumps than what he's used to.  The day of the competition was cold, with frigid winds that can blow an 11 year old right off course.  There were about 70 competitors from across Minnesota.  Luckily, their competition was broken down into the following groups, 12-Under, 13-14, 15-16, Women's, and Open.  As an 11 year old, this was definitely in Eddie's favor.  The competition was broken down into two heats, rail and boxes and what's called "big air", going over the large jumps.  The competitors had 15 minutes on each event to complete as many tricks as they could.  Oh, and did I mention they had to hike up the hill, no chair lifts for this comp.  Well, Eddie is in pretty good shape, and he was able to make an extra run, because he literally "ran" up the hill.  He did extremely well on the rails, but was a little disappointed in his big air performance.  It was so windy, and icy that not many of the boarders were able to land their jumps.  BUT, the good news is that HE WON his age group, with the metal to prove it!  Today his name was in their local paper with this photo.  We are proud of our boy for his dedication to this sport.  He's a star, don't you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-6208930254947966447?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/6208930254947966447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=6208930254947966447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6208930254947966447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6208930254947966447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/03/snowboard-comp.html' title='SNOWBOARD CHAMP'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SbErF2-xM4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/qpEqNc7nfV8/s72-c/S_snowboard-faction-challen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3994831508563901301</id><published>2009-03-03T17:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T17:38:07.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeding the Birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/Sa28YcS28xI/AAAAAAAAASw/9AlSH80oAqs/s1600-h/Bird+feeders+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309106663837856530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/Sa28YcS28xI/AAAAAAAAASw/9AlSH80oAqs/s320/Bird+feeders+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend my Dad asked me..."do you feed the birds?" Well of course we do. I like to have nice looking feeders right outside my window so I can see the birds up close...close enough to snap photos from inside, so I don't have to walk outside when it's cold. In fact, I can hear them when they approach and the pair of downy woodpeckers we have always announce their arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/Sa2-UKAl1-I/AAAAAAAAATA/1I-68Hwo6EA/s1600-h/Wade+deer+carcus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309108789233178594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/Sa2-UKAl1-I/AAAAAAAAATA/1I-68Hwo6EA/s320/Wade+deer+carcus.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my husband has a slightly different concept of how to feed the birds. His method is quite effective, efficient, and most importantly, cost effective. Last fall after shooting and butchering his deer, he simply hung the carcus in a tree. Knowing how I love to watch the birds from the house, he was kind enough to select the precise location to be viewed from my kitchen window. I must admit, the birds have been loving it. It's been more than 3 months, and they have almost picked it clean, as you can see from this photo I snapped yesterday.  My only requirement is...once the snow melts, it comes down!  Happy Feeding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/Sa28Ya19IFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/XJ7F4CMj2RM/s1600-h/Bird+feeders+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309106663448191058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/Sa28Ya19IFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/XJ7F4CMj2RM/s320/Bird+feeders+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3994831508563901301?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3994831508563901301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3994831508563901301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3994831508563901301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3994831508563901301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/03/feeding-birds.html' title='Feeding the Birds'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/Sa28YcS28xI/AAAAAAAAASw/9AlSH80oAqs/s72-c/Bird+feeders+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-9024827370891693581</id><published>2009-02-25T11:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T11:30:48.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fence Jumping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SaV72vRvQoI/AAAAAAAAASo/ayXhjeVavTQ/s1600-h/Benedetta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SaV72vRvQoI/AAAAAAAAASo/ayXhjeVavTQ/s320/Benedetta.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306783916260016770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are in that crazy time of year when last week it warmed to 30 degrees above zero and our basement flooded. So naturally, my thoughts turned to spring.  Is it time to plan the garden?  Must be because I started visualizing which area of the garden to start as soon as some of the snow melts.  I purchased my new "warm" rubber boots that I plan to wear with my smart wool socks!  I started scanning garden catalogs and reviewed photos I took last year.  Of course I know that my garden is never the same and things just pop up where ever they please!  This week, it's back to colder temperatures.  Today, now with snowflakes falling, my attention turns from outside to inside....time to make a few Easter party girls.  This little gal I've named Benedetta Bunny, Angel/CEO of Easter Egg Hunts.  If you look closely you'll notice she is actually a bunny, with floppy ears and rusty wire whiskers.  I'll put more details out on my newly designed web site for you to check out...www.checkeredpastprimitives.com.  Why the name?  Well, I never name a doll until she's finished, because it seems each one has a personality, or maybe reminds me of someone.  This gal looked like she was ready to bounce, ready to party, or maybe jump over a fence.  That reminded me of someone in my past named Benedetta who is rumored to hold the fence jumping contest in my township.  She was a friend of my grandma Mable, lived across the street and went to the same church.  Benedetta taught Sunday School for many years and she was a tremendous positive force in my life and I will never forget her contategious enthusiasm!  She was very funny, always had us laughing and always had a smile on her face.  Just thinking of her brightens my day.  Hope you have fond memories of someone to brighten your day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-9024827370891693581?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/9024827370891693581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=9024827370891693581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/9024827370891693581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/9024827370891693581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/02/spring-forward.html' title='Fence Jumping!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SaV72vRvQoI/AAAAAAAAASo/ayXhjeVavTQ/s72-c/Benedetta.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-7037216800922969595</id><published>2009-02-14T08:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T08:15:43.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SZbQ_sAdVqI/AAAAAAAAASg/xyg7XPYN_xU/s1600-h/Valentina.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302655403838756514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SZbQ_sAdVqI/AAAAAAAAASg/xyg7XPYN_xU/s320/Valentina.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Valentines Day!  Celebrate your LOVE of PRIMITIVES with a visit to Checkered Past at home today!  Warm your HEART with time-worn, previously LOVED primitives.  If you DESIRE old paint and patina, then you'll be SWEET on my cupboards, trunks, tables &amp; chairs, and definitely SMITTEN with pewter, tin &amp; enamel wares!  Also check out my 2nd location, also open today, "Up North General Store" in Deer River.  The little shop under the big red roof!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-7037216800922969595?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/7037216800922969595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=7037216800922969595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7037216800922969595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7037216800922969595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SZbQ_sAdVqI/AAAAAAAAASg/xyg7XPYN_xU/s72-c/Valentina.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-7159898733581406972</id><published>2009-02-01T18:32:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:07:20.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Checkered Past Moves "Up North"!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SYZAIpxzyNI/AAAAAAAAASY/xTs716rn0dI/s1600-h/Yellow+stuff+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297992529045866706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SYZAIpxzyNI/AAAAAAAAASY/xTs716rn0dI/s320/Yellow+stuff+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today brings a new chapter in the adventures of Checkered Past! I'm very excited once again have a second location by joining forces with "Up North General Store" in Deer River...the little shop under the big red roof! If you don't know about this little gem yet, you won't want to miss it!  Plan a drive 15 minutes west of Grand Rapids on Hwy 2, and be simply inspired by this cute little shop. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SYZAIVsdNUI/AAAAAAAAASI/Rw3Enjg4q04/s1600-h/porch+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297992523654706498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SYZAIVsdNUI/AAAAAAAAASI/Rw3Enjg4q04/s320/porch+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What I love about it is the free sampling of candy, a cup of coffee, and super friendly staff. This little shop is packed with anything and everything you could possibly imagine. I've injected a few primitives that are sure to spur you to thinking that spring MUST be right around the corner!  And as always, angels hover near to bless you and yours! Check it out...Up North General Store, open Monday thru Saturday, 10 am to 5 pm and Sundays 11 am to 4 pm. 246-2636&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SYZAIhsjfcI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nOI-eUU2lq8/s1600-h/green+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297992526876343746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SYZAIhsjfcI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nOI-eUU2lq8/s320/green+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-7159898733581406972?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/7159898733581406972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=7159898733581406972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7159898733581406972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7159898733581406972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/02/checkered-past-is-up-north.html' title='Checkered Past Moves &quot;Up North&quot;!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SYZAIpxzyNI/AAAAAAAAASY/xTs716rn0dI/s72-c/Yellow+stuff+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-4327987775922733500</id><published>2009-01-17T09:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:07:39.831-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby It's Cold Outside!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SXH_SlNka3I/AAAAAAAAARw/CQjqJw7rmPE/s1600-h/Lolita+Angel+of+Lively+Leaping+Lasses.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292291731828796274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SXH_SlNka3I/AAAAAAAAARw/CQjqJw7rmPE/s320/Lolita+Angel+of+Lively+Leaping+Lasses.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It'm thinking that -38 is about as cold as I can tolerate. In fact if it's below -10, I basically hibernate. I'm not one of those hardy souls that likes to fight the elements. I'm more into languishing and basking in sunshine, or maybe by a fireplace! Cold weather brings out 2 things in me...I need to create something or bake something...or both. This last week I whipped out a couple more angels, and yes, they are quite wacky! Must have been my mood, because this little black doll with wool hair is named Lolita, Angel of Lively, Leaping Lasses. Her dress, although she has gotten it quite dirty looks like you could really dance in this dress, not like the skin tight dress on this other gal... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SXIBr-tEm_I/AAAAAAAAASA/qqujgSeFg_Q/s1600-h/Lola+AO+Languishing+Loveliness.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292294367191800818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SXIBr-tEm_I/AAAAAAAAASA/qqujgSeFg_Q/s320/Lola+AO+Languishing+Loveliness.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lola, Angel of Languishing Loveliness. She's absolutely ozzing with loveliness, especially with those big blue eyes! I've added both these little beauties to my website, so if you want more information of how they can become yours, check out &lt;a href="http://www.checkeredpastprimitives.com/"&gt;http://www.checkeredpastprimitives.com/&lt;/a&gt;. And try to stay warm! Happy Winter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id172"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SXIAgzvXKhI/AAAAAAAAAR4/v_Toj5yPfJU/s1600-h/Lola+AO+Languishing+Loveliness.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-4327987775922733500?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/4327987775922733500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=4327987775922733500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/4327987775922733500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/4327987775922733500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby It&apos;s Cold Outside!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SXH_SlNka3I/AAAAAAAAARw/CQjqJw7rmPE/s72-c/Lolita+Angel+of+Lively+Leaping+Lasses.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3804445416781437770</id><published>2008-12-28T10:21:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T10:49:18.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays from our house to yours!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SVepHgL4eoI/AAAAAAAAARI/FZdoeHllVaQ/s1600-h/2008+December+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284878634106518146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SVepHgL4eoI/AAAAAAAAARI/FZdoeHllVaQ/s320/2008+December+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The decorating was done in early December and we're still enjoying it, although our tree we cut from the swamp out back is starting to shed its needles. The presents purchased were beautifully wrapped and opened with squeels of delight. The baking was done and shared with many -- this year it was 18 different kinds of cookies and candies. Now it's all gone, and we've noticed a couple added pounds! But the Christmas sprit still remains. The beautiful snowfall we had before the holidays is still with us and being enjoyed by all who love snow. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1384"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SVepIFo_IRI/AAAAAAAAARY/QHNRjm8KfK8/s1600-h/2008+December+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1371"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SVepIFo_IRI/AAAAAAAAARY/QHNRjm8KfK8/s1600-h/2008+December+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The pets and birds are happy it's above minus 20 degrees, and I'm happy to be back home after very safe travels to visit family. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1372"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SVepIFo_IRI/AAAAAAAAARY/QHNRjm8KfK8/s1600-h/2008+December+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now winter is upon us. My mind is churning on all the new projects I'm anxious to begin. What to do first?&lt;br /&gt;Taxes, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SVepH6N_hrI/AAAAAAAAARQ/o_zzFSHJcIA/s1600-h/2008+December+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284878641094690482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SVepH6N_hrI/AAAAAAAAARQ/o_zzFSHJcIA/s320/2008+December+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SVepIFo_IRI/AAAAAAAAARY/QHNRjm8KfK8/s1600-h/2008+December+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284878644160700690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SVepIFo_IRI/AAAAAAAAARY/QHNRjm8KfK8/s320/2008+December+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SVepJSkR9LI/AAAAAAAAARg/NpiuIZ85B7c/s1600-h/2008+December+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284878664810493106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SVepJSkR9LI/AAAAAAAAARg/NpiuIZ85B7c/s320/2008+December+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1373"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SVepIFo_IRI/AAAAAAAAARY/QHNRjm8KfK8/s1600-h/2008+December+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3804445416781437770?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3804445416781437770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3804445416781437770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3804445416781437770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3804445416781437770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays-from-our-house-to-yours.html' title='Happy Holidays from our house to yours!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SVepHgL4eoI/AAAAAAAAARI/FZdoeHllVaQ/s72-c/2008+December+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3647684166499504293</id><published>2008-12-11T13:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:38:06.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He sees you when you're naughty.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SUFpeYuEixI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fxaFnuGx34A/s1600-h/naughty+or+nice+and+ms.+b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278616209007610642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SUFpeYuEixI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fxaFnuGx34A/s320/naughty+or+nice+and+ms.+b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SUFpedIW0tI/AAAAAAAAARA/1Wsqm_oq-k4/s1600-h/Liger+and+sign.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278616210191602386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SUFpedIW0tI/AAAAAAAAARA/1Wsqm_oq-k4/s320/Liger+and+sign.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, my shop was cozy warm, the trees were decorated, greens had been gathered and it smelled oh so delicious. The hot almond tea and cinnamon shortbread had been served to guests. I poured a cup for myself and reflected on the day, the year really. What a fun time I have had, meeting new people, hearing the praise for all the wacky ornies I'd made. I was feeling in the Christmas Spirit. I was thinking ahead to the baking I was going to do the next week, and the gifts I still needed to buy. When what to my wondering eyes did I see? Why my two kitties, sparing with thee... For those of you that have visited, you have probably seen our three cats. On Saturday two had found spots to nestle in...and it's very funny, because the gray fluffy cat with the squirrel tail, Ms. B. chose to sit on the chair with the "Naughty or Nice?" sign. Of course Ms. B. is always nice. a bit standoffish at times, but she's friendly enough. Then there's Liger. What can we say about Liger. She was a stray cat we brought into the fold and let's just say she upset the whole apple cart. She's very territorial and will fight to the death for whatever she's staking her claim on. This includes keeping the other cats away from the food, or a particular place she wants to sit. Today she chose to sit on a bench by the sign "Gather Together With Thankful Hearts." Well, that would be the last thing she would want... Can it be that these two were taunting each other with their signs? Ms. B. obviously choosing to send the naughty kitty a message... He sees you when you're naughty, so be good for goodness sakes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3647684166499504293?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3647684166499504293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3647684166499504293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3647684166499504293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3647684166499504293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/12/he-sees-you-when-youre-naughty.html' title='He sees you when you&apos;re naughty.....'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SUFpeYuEixI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fxaFnuGx34A/s72-c/naughty+or+nice+and+ms.+b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-1897160539608615130</id><published>2008-12-06T10:04:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:53:27.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Primitive Gift Giving At It's Best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/STqjqiYJmxI/AAAAAAAAAQg/-k3tMTiiJqM/s1600-h/DSCN6351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276709864595888914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/STqjqiYJmxI/AAAAAAAAAQg/-k3tMTiiJqM/s320/DSCN6351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you're still looking for a unique Christmas gift, Checkered Past may have just the thing.  Primitive antiques and collectibles all gussied up for Christmas or handmade folk art angels, each unique and funky in her own way.  I still have many ornaments that make great gift toppers.  Need a teacher gift?  How about some goods from my garden.  From now until Christmas, gift me a call and I'll open just for you!  Also, check out my Christmas wares at Akasha Art &amp; Antiques, open Tuesday through Saturday until Christmas.  Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-1897160539608615130?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/1897160539608615130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=1897160539608615130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1897160539608615130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1897160539608615130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/12/checkered-past-is-open-today.html' title='Primitive Gift Giving At It&apos;s Best!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/STqjqiYJmxI/AAAAAAAAAQg/-k3tMTiiJqM/s72-c/DSCN6351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-5684079656079025497</id><published>2008-11-18T08:27:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T08:41:33.502-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd ones a charm!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SSLTK8Q4qFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/vER_pus4XDs/s1600-h/booth+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270006698906003538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SSLTK8Q4qFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/vER_pus4XDs/s320/booth+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, the 3rd one's a charm! That would be the 3rd weekend of selling my wares. Thanks to all who stopped by with encouraging words and praise for all the ornies I've made. Thanks to all who laughed at all my angeles and appreciated all the work that goes into thinking up all those wacky little gals. And, yes, even thanks to the person that said they look like star wars creatures. It's true, that with primitives, you either love them or hate them....you either get it or you don't. Well for those of you that get it...watch for details of my December open. I'm still in the planning stages!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SSLTK62Ev7I/AAAAAAAAANE/mDfo597MnxM/s1600-h/booth+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270006698525114290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SSLTK62Ev7I/AAAAAAAAANE/mDfo597MnxM/s320/booth+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SSLTKya1iBI/AAAAAAAAANM/hSCEgehE2tc/s1600-h/booth+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270006696263387154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SSLTKya1iBI/AAAAAAAAANM/hSCEgehE2tc/s320/booth+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-5684079656079025497?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/5684079656079025497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=5684079656079025497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/5684079656079025497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/5684079656079025497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/11/3rd-ones-charm.html' title='3rd ones a charm!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SSLTK8Q4qFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/vER_pus4XDs/s72-c/booth+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-31050448927390823</id><published>2008-11-12T09:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T10:13:55.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering of Angels, Chapter 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRr9n894rEI/AAAAAAAAAMc/q5VdfG0X9ls/s1600-h/Hallie+Angel+of+Hallelujah+Choruses.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267801576985635906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRr9n894rEI/AAAAAAAAAMc/q5VdfG0X9ls/s320/Hallie+Angel+of+Hallelujah+Choruses.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah! My angels are truly inspiring ME! This morning I decided to team up with those createive, fun gals that put on "That Extra Touch" craft show being held this  Saturday, November 15th, at the Sawmill. 8 AM to 4 PM. So here's your 3rd opportunity to check out my wares. Of course my display will be totally different than last weekend. (Everything at last week's show is now at Akasha Art &amp; Antique.)  This show will be something totally new that is sure to put you in the holiday decorating and gift giving mood! There will be a new twist to primitives, with BLACK accessories to decorate your tree, like black toile and ticking stars!  You won't want to miss those fun holiday signs I've painted and our fresh princess pine wreaths, sleds, skiis, benches &amp; bins.  And of course my angels will be hovering near. You won't want to miss them. Like my most recent angel to leave my workshop, Hallie, Angel of Hallelujah Choruses. She will inspire you to sing out with holiday joy! Hope to see you on Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;Best to you,&lt;br /&gt;Kathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-31050448927390823?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/31050448927390823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=31050448927390823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/31050448927390823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/31050448927390823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/11/gathering-of-angels-chapter-3.html' title='Gathering of Angels, Chapter 3'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRr9n894rEI/AAAAAAAAAMc/q5VdfG0X9ls/s72-c/Hallie+Angel+of+Hallelujah+Choruses.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-4814117679568308969</id><published>2008-11-08T19:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T19:26:22.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Drinks &amp; Cool Nights!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRY77gG4GlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/vLqYtyYtdGY/s1600-h/tree+with+ornies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266462707673471570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRY77gG4GlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/vLqYtyYtdGY/s320/tree+with+ornies.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to all who visited my shop today, and our booth at the Sawmill. It was a fabulous day, in spite of the weather! Of course with those blustery winds, what else is there to do but shop? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you commented on my "Almond Tea" I served here at my shop and I promised you a recipe! So here it is. It's delightful and you can decrease the sugar for more pucker power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almond Tea&lt;br /&gt;9 cups boiling water&lt;br /&gt;3/4 Cup Sugar&lt;br /&gt;2/3 Cup Lemon Juice&lt;br /&gt;1 Tablespoon Instant Tea&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon Almond Flavoring&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come visit again the first Saturday in December, or visit my booth at Akasha Art &amp;amp; Antiques! Thanks for all your compliments on my wacky ornies! I'll be busy making more before December.&lt;br /&gt;Best to you,&lt;br /&gt;Kathy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-4814117679568308969?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/4814117679568308969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=4814117679568308969&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/4814117679568308969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/4814117679568308969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/11/hot-drinks-cool-nights.html' title='Hot Drinks &amp; Cool Nights!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRY77gG4GlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/vLqYtyYtdGY/s72-c/tree+with+ornies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-1905024355750085078</id><published>2008-11-07T21:52:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T07:22:20.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Nights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRWSR9OpHuI/AAAAAAAAALs/6vJwQFOqhwU/s1600-h/Silent+nights.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266276176471072482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRWSR9OpHuI/AAAAAAAAALs/6vJwQFOqhwU/s320/Silent+nights.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRUN17KjvnI/AAAAAAAAALU/EpjGc9poqK4/s1600-h/Silent+nights.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silent Nights......twinkly stars.....blustery wind hitting your face. All waiting for the morning when deer hunters will silently enter the woods to sit in their stands, and women will plan their day of shopping. It's that time of year in the northland where the mood is lifted by all. The colors are a combination of blaze orange and Christmas Red. Men spend money on guns and ammo and women spend money on handmade gift and antique items. My shop has been made merry, complete with fresh greens from the woods and decorated Christmas trees. My new angels stand waiting to usher in the silent nights. Packaged boquets and gifts from the woods are a delight to see. Skiis and sleds are awaiting a new porch to sit on and did I mention all the handmade ornies I've been working on? Including little wire fences to surround the little saltbox houses I've painted. Hope to see you on November 8th at my "Gathering of Angels". Three locations....my homeplace, the craft show at the Sawmill (we're in the back room in the corner...) and at Akasha Art &amp;amp; Antiques. Happy Hunting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id75"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id88"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRUN2LLt0TI/AAAAAAAAALc/UlY3E4PS1cU/s1600-h/Goods+from+the+woods.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRWSSA9pPNI/AAAAAAAAAL0/QeCcHVkB_E0/s1600-h/Goods+from+the+woods.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266276177473518802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRWSSA9pPNI/AAAAAAAAAL0/QeCcHVkB_E0/s320/Goods+from+the+woods.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;highlighttext id="ms__id76"&gt;&lt;/highlighttext&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id77"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRWSSSOsMSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6b2hos8FyyA/s1600-h/Miz+Pearl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266276182108418338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRWSSSOsMSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6b2hos8FyyA/s320/Miz+Pearl.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id89"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRUN2SYxDGI/AAAAAAAAALk/A57uXRB3P6s/s1600-h/Miz+Pearl.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-1905024355750085078?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/1905024355750085078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=1905024355750085078&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1905024355750085078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1905024355750085078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/11/silent-nights.html' title='Silent Nights...'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SRWSR9OpHuI/AAAAAAAAALs/6vJwQFOqhwU/s72-c/Silent+nights.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-451003363911195921</id><published>2008-10-23T13:01:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T13:35:43.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering of Women!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SQDDfC2WicI/AAAAAAAAALE/DqXis8tYhpU/s1600-h/sign+class+women.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SQC-M5bF1kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/RR_9f3VvvIg/s1600-h/walkin+in+the+woods+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260413493550896706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SQC-M5bF1kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/RR_9f3VvvIg/s200/walkin+in+the+woods+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few weeks ago, I had the pleasure of participating in a Women's Weekend at High Banks Resort on Lake Winnibigoshish. All I can say is...WOW, I'm still glowing from the great time I had! Talk about being pampered, resort owner, Kim, her husband Rick, and the other family members went out of their way to make our weekend truly wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful fall weekend, and even through the rain and power outages, we still had &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SQDDpubHmmI/AAAAAAAAALM/ggQ4vEjpMk4/s1600-h/sign+class+women.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260419486372567650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SQDDpubHmmI/AAAAAAAAALM/ggQ4vEjpMk4/s400/sign+class+women.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wonderful food, awsome shopping experiences, long walks in the woods, and a truly FUN time &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SQC-M-nRwyI/AAAAAAAAAKk/g1KX4u-t5-k/s1600-h/sign+class+women.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;painting signs in our jammies! That's right, that's me clowning around with the women while teaching them my primitive sign painting method...by candlelight! Such ambiance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SQC-NB8NLII/AAAAAAAAAKs/8-v5zhsNzSo/s1600-h/Clowning+around.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260413495837273218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SQC-NB8NLII/AAAAAAAAAKs/8-v5zhsNzSo/s200/Clowning+around.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SQC-NTTGHfI/AAAAAAAAAK0/aPq_yaw5KEU/s1600-h/have+drill+will+travel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260413500496682482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SQC-NTTGHfI/AAAAAAAAAK0/aPq_yaw5KEU/s200/have+drill+will+travel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We made a lot of new friends, including the giggle girls from Prior Lake. Stop in and see their shop if you're in the area, it's sure to make you giggle! And I encourage you to visit High Banks Resort and watch for the women's weekend next fall! http://www.highbanks.com &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SQC-Nf1NdwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/peCm1DgOUt0/s1600-h/the+giggle+girls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260413503860995842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SQC-Nf1NdwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/peCm1DgOUt0/s200/the+giggle+girls.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-451003363911195921?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/451003363911195921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=451003363911195921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/451003363911195921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/451003363911195921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/10/gathering-of-women.html' title='Gathering of Women!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SQC-M5bF1kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/RR_9f3VvvIg/s72-c/walkin+in+the+woods+7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-7212230641032486301</id><published>2008-09-10T09:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T10:13:47.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crispy Weather Induces Nesting Tendencies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SMfdms0YucI/AAAAAAAAAKE/wHZ-9BU6tn8/s1600-h/Ms+Dee+Light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244403948031883714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SMfdms0YucI/AAAAAAAAAKE/wHZ-9BU6tn8/s200/Ms+Dee+Light.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've said it before..."crispy weather induces nesting tendencies."&lt;/div&gt;I haven't made any dolls all summer, and then as soon as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;temperatures&lt;/span&gt; dipped below 50 degrees, I was digging through my bins of dress, and cutting out bodies. Fall is like my little gal in the yellow dress...Ms. Dee Light, Angel of Enlightenment...there's something about crispy weather that clears out the cob webs in my brain, a clearing to see further into the future. Summer is totally about living in the moment...cramming as many activities as you possibly can into 3 months. Now, is a time for planning, reorganizing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reprioritizing&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yadda&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yadda&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yadda&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SMfdmxutZ1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/uPKcRY-aCJs/s1600-h/Ms+Dee+Bone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244403949350250322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SMfdmxutZ1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/uPKcRY-aCJs/s200/Ms+Dee+Bone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I expecially see a change in the menfolk in our area. All of a sudden the stores are filled with deer stands, aisles of ammunition, and every hunting gadget known to man. Men are starting to tromp through the woods, searching for that ultimate spot to sit and scope out their prey. That is what this little angel is all about. I happened to have this little dress that looked like a hunting theme. So in keeping with the theme, she became Ms. Dee Bone, Angel of Hunters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SMfdnDcGEPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xFQVfxGy5TI/s1600-h/Ms+Dee+Nial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244403954104013042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SMfdnDcGEPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xFQVfxGy5TI/s200/Ms+Dee+Nial.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't jump to conclusions...I do not participate in any type of activity that has to do with bones. I stay clear, in fact I avoid it! Just as this little angel, Ms. Dee Nial, Angel of Avoidance! In fact, the best way to avoid hunting of all forms is to just shop! Gather your girl friends and plan a trip around Grand Rapids to shop at all the bazaars! My shop here at the home place will be open the first TWO saturday's in November... November 1 and 8. &lt;p&gt;Of course, we've still got October....I'm open for my famous October Birthday Sale on Saturday October 4th. I'm sure my scarecrow family will appear sometime soon, as soon as the pumpkins are ripe! Happy Fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id781"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1008"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SMfdnDcGEPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xFQVfxGy5TI/s1600-h/Ms+Dee+Nial.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-7212230641032486301?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/7212230641032486301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=7212230641032486301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7212230641032486301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7212230641032486301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/09/crispy-weather-induces-nesting.html' title='Crispy Weather Induces Nesting Tendencies...'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SMfdms0YucI/AAAAAAAAAKE/wHZ-9BU6tn8/s72-c/Ms+Dee+Light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-6040453789999953114</id><published>2008-08-13T15:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T15:55:41.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ditch Pickin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SKNJTgr5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XNt2F7HkrNk/s1600-h/Ditch+Picking+8+13+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234107791475041890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SKNJTgr5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XNt2F7HkrNk/s200/Ditch+Picking+8+13+08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, after a cup of coffee, I put on my garden gloves, work shirt, leather gloves and garden clogs and tromped out across the road.  My dog carrot accompanied me, of course.  It iwas time to pick the ditch before the chopper machines come by and munch everything.  I can hear them just a mile down the road, so it was a race to get to those precious wild flowers before they did.  I was able to pick a whole bucket of black-eyed susans!  I spent the next hour sorting through them, stripping leaves and grouping them into bouquets for drying.  If I keep at this job for the next couple mornings, I should have some nice dried bouquets for my October Birthday sale!  Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-6040453789999953114?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/6040453789999953114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=6040453789999953114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6040453789999953114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6040453789999953114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/08/ditch-pickin.html' title='Ditch Pickin'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SKNJTgr5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XNt2F7HkrNk/s72-c/Ditch+Picking+8+13+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3541890792128873887</id><published>2008-08-11T15:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:51:17.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why we live in the northland!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SKCfzPa3O_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/PEc1bGSQ-7k/s1600-h/voyagers+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233358469665864690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SKCfzPa3O_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/PEc1bGSQ-7k/s200/voyagers+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; We were reminded again last week why we love it "up north". Every year we try to make at least one trip to Voyagers National Park. Last week we made the trip, and it was perfect! Voyagers seems like an never-ending chain of lakes - a place where you are alone with nature, and very few other people. Everything was right about this trip...we found our camping site in record time, (past trips has taken hours of boating to find an open spot.)  Our site was secluded with large flat rocks by the lake, no misquitos or bears, just a few little red squirrels. We had absolutely perfect weather, almost a little crispy. The water was perfect for swimming, and I bet we went swimming with at least 4 or 5 dips a day. The water was so clear, it was perfect for snorkling.  Eddie had his first experience night swimming, which has been on his list a few years!  And the fishing...well I managed to hold the record for the two largest small-mouth bass caught on this trip...I first caught a 17" and then an 18"!  Eddie caught the next biggest, a 15" bass. They are really fighters, so it was a fun battle getting them in the boat.  However, Wade held the record for largest quantity of fish caught, even if they were "bait" size!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SKCfduZ2rwI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qYMAl9YNpO0/s1600-h/kettlefallshotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233358100026011394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SKCfduZ2rwI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qYMAl9YNpO0/s200/kettlefallshotel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip to Voyagers is never complete without a visit to Kettle Falls and the Kettle Falls Hotel, or as it's known to it's repeat customers, the Tilton Hilton! Kettle Falls is the only place in the United States where you look south at the Canadian border! The Kettle Falls area has a rich history spanning several hundred years. Native American Indians fished for sturgeon at the falls since the early 1700's. French voyageurs portaged their 26 foot canoes and packs of fur around the falls. Gold miners took steamers from here to Rainy Lake's gold fields in the 1800's. Loggers brought millions of logs through the dam in the early part of the century. During the 1920's, commercial fishermen auctioned off their catches in 100-pound boxes at the docks. During prohibition, bootleggers distilled and sold whiskey near the Hotel and surrounding areas. The Kettle Falls Hotel was constructed in 1910 by timber baron, Ed Rose but was reputedly financed by Madame Nellie Bly. The William's family, beginning with Bob and "Lil in 1918 operated the hotel for 70 years. Recognized for its significant contribution to regional history, the hotel was placed on the National Register of Historic Places in 1976. Check out their website for more info and directions. You can only get there by boat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kettlefallshotel.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.kettlefallshotel.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3541890792128873887?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3541890792128873887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3541890792128873887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3541890792128873887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3541890792128873887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-we-live-in-northland.html' title='Why we live in the northland!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SKCfzPa3O_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/PEc1bGSQ-7k/s72-c/voyagers+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-2570946605644391017</id><published>2008-08-02T13:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:25.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Flea Market Friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SJSmKRbR9SI/AAAAAAAAAJE/q_w0qsM7B6U/s1600-h/Car+Show+2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229987762690716962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SJSmKRbR9SI/AAAAAAAAAJE/q_w0qsM7B6U/s200/Car+Show+2008+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As promised, here are a few shots of the Car Show flea market last weekend in Grand Rapids. I truly believe there is something for everyone! From gas pumps to signs, to glassware or marbles! And lots and lots of miscellaneous in between. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SJSmKll7DEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/2XXcVDptVOE/s1600-h/Car+Show+2008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229987768104062018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SJSmKll7DEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/2XXcVDptVOE/s200/Car+Show+2008+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you missed it, I hope you make plans to check it out next year. It's always the last weekend in July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SJSmKm7WkKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Q_drGqigBPI/s1600-h/Car+Show+2008+Kim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229987768462381218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SJSmKm7WkKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Q_drGqigBPI/s200/Car+Show+2008+Kim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SJSmKtT9H0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/ppQwcjw3pXE/s1600-h/Car+Show+2008+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229987770176184130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SJSmKtT9H0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/ppQwcjw3pXE/s200/Car+Show+2008+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-2570946605644391017?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/2570946605644391017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=2570946605644391017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2570946605644391017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2570946605644391017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/08/flea-market-friends.html' title='Flea Market Friends...'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SJSmKRbR9SI/AAAAAAAAAJE/q_w0qsM7B6U/s72-c/Car+Show+2008+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-8057952107893478785</id><published>2008-07-28T20:06:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:26.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Great Weekend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SI5uORga5yI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PRanhe7gVpA/s1600-h/Car+Show+2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228237408920332066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SI5uORga5yI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PRanhe7gVpA/s200/Car+Show+2008+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a great weekend for a flea market! The weather was perfect, absolutely lucious! Thanks to all my friends, old and new, that stopped by to say hello. I really appreciate the kind words, encouragement, and your enthusiasm for primitives. I get such a kick out of people "loving" my stuff and sending my favorite pieces off to their new homes. And, yes, I did &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SI5uOu6RIuI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mapX_pgDnrg/s1600-h/Car+Show+2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228237416813372130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SI5uOu6RIuI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mapX_pgDnrg/s200/Car+Show+2008+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see some people that came in, quickly walked through and said... "I just don't get it." And to you I think, yes I realize that, now keep walking!! Besides, biker chicks just can't carry any primitive goods on a bike! Also thanks to my friend Michelle who volunteered to help me sell my wares. She's becoming quite the sales person and it gave me some time to look around and shop&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SI5uPFOwZFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sm76plU7LH0/s1600-h/Car+Show+2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228237422804886610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SI5uPFOwZFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sm76plU7LH0/s200/Car+Show+2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at some of MY favorite dealers! I snapped a few more pictures of the flea market - everything from tractor and car part to signs, glassware, gardenware and just plain junk! I'll post of those pictures later this week, so stay tuned! If you've never been to the Itasca Vintage Car Club Car Show and Swap Meet, you really must attend! Mark your calendars for next year -- the last weekend of July. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SI5uO5lw20I/AAAAAAAAAIs/eogtraw3EKM/s1600-h/Car+Show+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228237419680160578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SI5uO5lw20I/AAAAAAAAAIs/eogtraw3EKM/s200/Car+Show+2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's an annual event that shouldn't be missed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SI5uPr1R9_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/xj2QBqbC5Eg/s1600-h/Car+Show+2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-8057952107893478785?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/8057952107893478785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=8057952107893478785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8057952107893478785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8057952107893478785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-great-weekend.html' title='What A Great Weekend!!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SI5uORga5yI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PRanhe7gVpA/s72-c/Car+Show+2008+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-652477013290795919</id><published>2008-07-23T08:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:26.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CAR SHOW...what it really is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SIc5lvoAxLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HY4poaWokr8/s1600-h/Mom+Dad+and+truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226209213188981938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="246" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SIc5lvoAxLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HY4poaWokr8/s400/Mom+Dad+and+truck.jpg" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the paper says that it wouldn't be summer in America without a good car show. Really? Well, other things come to mind for me, like camping on a site in Voyagers and not seeing or hearing another person the whole weekend, or catching a big, snarly fish, or working in my flower garden then taking time to enjoy it. But, let's talk about "a good car show". This weekend in Grand Rapids is the biggest car show weekend in all of northern Minnesota, drawing thousands of visitors, show car exhibitors and swap meet vendors to town. The best kept secret of all the advertising is the "swap meet vendors." I lived in Grand Rapids for 3 years before someone told me that "swap meet vendors" actually meant "antique dealers". Who would have assumed that I could find awsome primitives at a car swap meet? (I've since come to realize that tractor show swap meets also have antiques, so go figure...) So, now I'm a car show swap meet fan. In fact not just a fan. This will be my 4th year as a "swap meet vendor." It's great fun, I meet a lot of people, and I've got a great spot to sell my primitives. I hope you come out and see me. You can find me in the overhang section, or what I refer to as "the patio" of the garage to the south of the Grandstand. I'll be setting up on Friday evening for those of you that can't wait. I'll be there all day Saturday and Sunday. My hours are usually something like 8 am to 10 pm, but it depends on the crowds. So I hope to see you! PS: The picture is of my parents taken in the early 50's BK (before kids). I remember riding in this blue chevy truck when I was little. Sure wish we still had it! Notice the baby moons!! COOL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-652477013290795919?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/652477013290795919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=652477013290795919&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/652477013290795919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/652477013290795919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/07/car-showwhat-it-really-is.html' title='CAR SHOW...what it really is...'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SIc5lvoAxLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HY4poaWokr8/s72-c/Mom+Dad+and+truck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3371930341809137865</id><published>2008-07-15T20:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:26.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Weekend In Grand Rapids...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223419768899268354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SH1Qmt3-bwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zZCIj7aEmHE/s400/festival_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the weekend to visit Grand Rapids, one of my favorite weekends of the year! Why? First of all, because my favorite community radio station - 91.7 KAXE, is having their 4th annual outdoor music festival. It's always a beautiful (HOT) day, with a great view of the Mississippi River and live music under the Rotary Tent. This year's festival starts out with a FREE children's concert featuring one of Minnesota's finest children's musicians, Will Hale. Then Hot Club of Cowtown, Sarah Borges &amp;amp; the Broken Singles, Mother Truckers, and Melvin Taylor &amp;amp; the Slack Band.  I'm sure tickets are still available by calling KAXE (218-326-1234)  I'll be working at the Board of Director's food booth in the morning, but I'm looking for friends to join me on my blanket for the afternoon and evening.&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, my "NOW 11" year old skateboarding fanatic will be competing in our local skateboard competition. After competing in the "Wild in the Park" national competition at 3rd Lair in MSP over the weekend, he realizes there are a million GREAT skaters out there.  Welcome to the real world Eddie! We, however, still think he's awsome and know he'll be great in Grand Rapids!&lt;br /&gt;And the third GREAT thing to do in Grand Rapids this weekend is attend the Grand Opening of Akasha Art &amp;amp; Antiques. Stop in on Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday for  special promotions for special shoppers. Hope you stop in and check out my booth!&lt;br /&gt;As for me, on Saturday you'll find me enjoying great music on the Mississippi River!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3371930341809137865?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3371930341809137865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3371930341809137865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3371930341809137865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3371930341809137865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-weekend-in-grand-rapids.html' title='This Weekend In Grand Rapids...'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SH1Qmt3-bwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zZCIj7aEmHE/s72-c/festival_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-1764399926639468074</id><published>2008-07-01T14:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:26.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chair Affair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SGqITzeORsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/MLGJ-rvHqvc/s1600-h/black+and+white+chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218132992078005954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SGqITzeORsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/MLGJ-rvHqvc/s200/black+and+white+chair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SGqHtuzOCbI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6HkrXyDXUWY/s1600-h/Red+Chair-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218132337988864434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SGqHtuzOCbI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6HkrXyDXUWY/s200/Red+Chair-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SGqHuTvGjmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gQicoNhnVRI/s1600-h/Library+Foundation+Chair+Kathy+Fauth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218132347903708770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SGqHuTvGjmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gQicoNhnVRI/s200/Library+Foundation+Chair+Kathy+Fauth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always had a passion for chairs. I don't know exactly what it is about them, but each one speaks to me. Each one is different, each one has a story to tell, or for me to imagine. Some of them say, take me home and weave a black and white shaker seat for me, like the black one above. Others say, take me home and paint me RED! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My latest chair project is this adirondack chair I painted for the Grand Rapids Area Library Chair Affair Fundraiser. I've dubbed it "wacky folk art" and of course it has a checkered pattern, as many of my projects do. There are also other chairs that have been painted by local artisans for the fundraiser. The auction will be on August 9th at the Rotary Tent at KAXE at 7 pm and all proceeds will go to the Library.   Until the 9th, my chair is on display at Akasha Art &amp;amp; Antiques, 721 S. Pokegama in Grand Rapids.  Check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a fun project for me. Now I'm looking around at my other "plain jane" chairs and envisioning them with a "little sum- sum wack-a-doo"! If I tackle them next, I'll be sure to share some photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-1764399926639468074?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/1764399926639468074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=1764399926639468074&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1764399926639468074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1764399926639468074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/07/chair-affair.html' title='Chair Affair'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SGqITzeORsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/MLGJ-rvHqvc/s72-c/black+and+white+chair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-7479348304444071722</id><published>2008-06-23T14:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:27.931-06:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a few of my favorite things....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SF_4zwhjGfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/G6kBcQA7uic/s1600-h/Mid+June+garden+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215160461600954866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SF_4zwhjGfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/G6kBcQA7uic/s200/Mid+June+garden+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's true...This is my favorite time of year, when I can spend all my time in the garden. Of course, if I'm ever going to keep those weeds at bay, I NEED to spend all my time in the garden. Previous years, I've done a quick run through in the spring, and then I'm off to another project and leave the garden to fend for itself. Well, it shows. I need to dig out and replant almost every perennial garden I have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SF_40LbSNnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/mXKXtzr83DU/s1600-h/Mid+June+garden+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215160468822439538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SF_40LbSNnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/mXKXtzr83DU/s200/Mid+June+garden+02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have met a few amazing women along the way, antique customers actually, that inspire me to keep at this project. I hear about their tales of creating outdoor rooms and scenes that I know must be quite picturesque and lovely. If I get any pictures sent my way, I'll be sure to post them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SF_40sS7ZeI/AAAAAAAAAHU/U_RZzDZf6gQ/s1600-h/Mid+June+garden+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215160477645759970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SF_40sS7ZeI/AAAAAAAAAHU/U_RZzDZf6gQ/s200/Mid+June+garden+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SF_40u_W6tI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pNifyrMVjvY/s1600-h/Mid+June+garden+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215160478368983762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SF_40u_W6tI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pNifyrMVjvY/s200/Mid+June+garden+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the meantime, here's some progress on my gardens. I still have much to do, but between rain showers and misquito hatches, I'll keep plugging away. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SF_40xav4NI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ggqakwYkB0k/s1600-h/Mid+June+garden+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215160479020736722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SF_40xav4NI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ggqakwYkB0k/s200/Mid+June+garden+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My favorite little frog has been taken out of his winter storage and now resides in a hosta garden. He belonged to my grandmother Oglesby, who was my perennial garden mentor. She inspired me at a young age to grow flowers. And I realized much later in life that I actually did learn a lot about flower gardening from her. Many of my hosta plants are from my grandparents garden and have been moved from house to house, this being my 4th location to house their hostas. What a nice memory to gaze upon my little froggie among their hostas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-7479348304444071722?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/7479348304444071722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=7479348304444071722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7479348304444071722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7479348304444071722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/06/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These are a few of my favorite things....'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SF_4zwhjGfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/G6kBcQA7uic/s72-c/Mid+June+garden+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-7196033017431481865</id><published>2008-06-03T08:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:28.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Akasha Art &amp; Antiques Now Open!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SEVL_aBRf5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/L08FOBg5-7c/s1600-h/Akasha+June+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207652096812351378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SEVL_aBRf5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/L08FOBg5-7c/s320/Akasha+June+2008+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Akasha Art &amp;amp; Antiques in Grand Rapids IS NOW OPEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've rented a room and filled it with my favorite collection of Red, White &amp;amp; Black primitives! Plus, you will find pewter, baskets, unique totes, and a charming child's hoop back chair, in red of course! Note the red wagon and the Swedish Rag rugs, very long, perfect for your galley kitchen! And of course, the focal point of the collection is the red cupboard. Might be a perfect place to hide that big ole TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a truly unique shop. Not only will you find my collection of primitive antiques, but other antique vendors display a wide variety of unique items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SEVL_qBRf6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/lAmcV3z-2FI/s1600-h/Akasha+June+2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207652101107318690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SEVL_qBRf6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/lAmcV3z-2FI/s320/Akasha+June+2008+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the real gem is the combination of antiques with art! And I knew we had talent up in the northwoods, and the artists showcased at Akasha are some of the best! Painters, sculptors, potters, and mosiac artists display their pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SEVL_6BRf7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/nui4nyK9IsA/s1600-h/Akasha+June+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207652105402286002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SEVL_6BRf7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/nui4nyK9IsA/s320/Akasha+June+2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akasha is at 721 South Pokegama Avenue in Grand Rapids, across from Sammy's Pizza. This summer they are open daily from 10 am to 5 pm. Call all your friends, load up the car and plan a trip to check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-7196033017431481865?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/7196033017431481865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=7196033017431481865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7196033017431481865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7196033017431481865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/06/akasha-art-antiques-now-open.html' title='Akasha Art &amp; Antiques Now Open!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SEVL_aBRf5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/L08FOBg5-7c/s72-c/Akasha+June+2008+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-2703001461674184739</id><published>2008-05-30T15:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:28.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Movin' On In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SEBhaKBRf4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/_E261hOf9ac/s1600-h/baby+and+wagon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206268271234482050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SEBhaKBRf4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/_E261hOf9ac/s200/baby+and+wagon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today was the day!  I packed the trailer and moved into my little primitive room at Akasha Art &amp;amp; Antiques.  I brought the best of my red, white and black primitive collection!  This is a new shop in Grand Rapids across from Sammy's Pizza at 721 South Pokegama Avenue.  They will officially open Saturday, May 31st.  They will be open 7 days a week through the summer and their hours are 10 am to 5 pm.  I can tell you that I'm thrilled to be there.  There is a wide variety of the type of  antiques you will find.  The big plus is the art!  WOW, I knew we had some talent hiding up in the woods, but these paintings, sculptures and mosiac artwork is absolutely beautiful!  I encourage everyone to check it out.  And when people come to visit you, make sure to make Akasha a stop on your tour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-2703001461674184739?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/2703001461674184739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=2703001461674184739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2703001461674184739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/2703001461674184739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/05/movin-on-in.html' title='Movin&apos; On In'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SEBhaKBRf4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/_E261hOf9ac/s72-c/baby+and+wagon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-630251469673423841</id><published>2008-05-27T13:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:29.112-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Special</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SDxSgaBRf1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/wTt-QamhAbQ/s1600-h/Early+spring+garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205125986027405138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SDxSgaBRf1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/wTt-QamhAbQ/s320/Early+spring+garden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the time of year I wait for, when I can get out in the garden and start digging. Yes, that means sore muscles, back aches, and chigger bites.  But I endure it all because it means that spring is finally here, even though we're still getting frost at night.  I have extensive perennial gardens, yes, that's plural. This last holiday weekend, I spent over 30 hours in my gardens. And I'm only about half way through what I call my spring clean-up. That not only involves removing last year's dead stuff, but weeding, cleaning all the edges, adding new bark to &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SDxSg6BRf2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/CQ_0iMshnnY/s1600-h/Spring+pathway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205125994617339746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SDxSg6BRf2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/CQ_0iMshnnY/s320/Spring+pathway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;everything...oh, and by the way, let's just install a new brick lined pathway under the deck.  I love to create outdoor rooms to relax in.  That is before it gets too hot, or too many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mosquito's&lt;/span&gt; to be outdoors.  It's nice to have a place that's quiet to reflect on the special things in life.  Speaking of special things, I've always thought there was something special about seeing a rainbow. Just imagine how special it is to see a double rainbow! Recently we were visiting my parents and saw this double rainbow. It may be difficult to see on this photo, but if you look closely it's to the left of the more prominent rainbow.  Happy Spring! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SDxSgKBRf0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Z6R0VIFlbGQ/s1600-h/double+rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205125981732437826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SDxSgKBRf0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Z6R0VIFlbGQ/s320/double+rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-630251469673423841?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/630251469673423841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=630251469673423841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/630251469673423841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/630251469673423841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-time-of-year-i-wait-for-when-i.html' title='Something Special'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SDxSgaBRf1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/wTt-QamhAbQ/s72-c/Early+spring+garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-7262851810785233332</id><published>2008-05-15T10:25:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:29.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feather Your Nest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SCxdqLvOFcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OxBcecOf9HM/s1600-h/starling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200634648992814530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SCxdqLvOFcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OxBcecOf9HM/s400/starling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, we're starting to see some bird action in the northland. Birds are finding their way through the snow flurries we had on Saturday night (and a few more on Tuesday). My friends at KAXE Northern Community Radio snapped these photos on Wednesday. Starlings are building their nests in the fish bird house that's installed at the amphitheater park right outside their building. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SCxd8LvOFfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Q-mqubnbI-w/s1600-h/Peek+a+boo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200634958230459890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SCxd8LvOFfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Q-mqubnbI-w/s400/Peek+a+boo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How pleased I am! You see, this is one of the sculptures my friend Magda built and I decorated in mosiac with glass and mirrors. I refer to this fish as "Baked Fish". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SCxeN7vOFgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/RnXQ8P91Hjg/s1600-h/peek+a+boo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200635263173137922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SCxeN7vOFgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/RnXQ8P91Hjg/s400/peek+a+boo+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a little pink on the inside and crispy brown on the edges. Note the oven dials for the eyes. And guess where this scrounger found those...you're right.... dumpster diving! Happy Spring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-7262851810785233332?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/7262851810785233332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=7262851810785233332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7262851810785233332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7262851810785233332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/05/feather-your-nest.html' title='Feather Your Nest'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SCxdqLvOFcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OxBcecOf9HM/s72-c/starling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-7149591209736918046</id><published>2008-05-06T08:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:30.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Bragging Rights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SCBfFlVMD0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/VI8U9Umsn9I/s1600-h/2008+Sk8+Comp+1st+Place+001+sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197258519510519618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SCBfFlVMD0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/VI8U9Umsn9I/s200/2008+Sk8+Comp+1st+Place+001+sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you just hate it when those Mom's go on and on about how wonderful their kids are? I try to avoid falling into that trap, but this is different! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband and I have one son, Eddie who is 10.  He is very active, loves snowboarding and basketball.  But once the snow is gone, he's totally into skateboarding.  Eddie is very determined and when he puts his mind to something, he works very hard to be the best he can be. This picture was taken last Saturday, after he won &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the Encounter Skateboard competition in Duluth. He's been in sk8 comps before, and has "made it to the podium", placing 2nd or 3rd in Grand Rapids. But this was a bigger accomplishment for him. He was going to a larger community, up against a larger group of boys and the age group was 13 and under. He's 10, and still managed to outskate his competition with his wide variety of skate moves! He not only was presented with the 1st place medal, but also a new skateboard deck! He's a pretty happy guy, and ...well, we're pretty proud that after working hours and hours on his moves, he accomplished his goal and that is why we think he's pretty special!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-7149591209736918046?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/7149591209736918046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=7149591209736918046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7149591209736918046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7149591209736918046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/05/moms-bragging-rights.html' title='Mom&apos;s Bragging Rights...'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SCBfFlVMD0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/VI8U9Umsn9I/s72-c/2008+Sk8+Comp+1st+Place+001+sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3268907901919559737</id><published>2008-05-02T20:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:30.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dollar Buys You....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SBvCzlVMDzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YOnRVExEorc/s1600-h/dollar+items.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195960786552098610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SBvCzlVMDzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YOnRVExEorc/s200/dollar+items.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Dollar Buys You...... So that's the big question to ponder on KAXE's fabulous call-in talk show, hosted by Heidi Holton, tomorrow, Saturday May 3rd. What CAN you actually buy for a dollar these days? I don't know about you, but cash seems to run through my fingers like water, and don't get me started on gas prices! But as I was getting ready for my antique shop to open tomorrow (10 am to 5 pm) I started looking around for MY dollar items. I know at garage sales, flea markets and even some antique shops, it's fun to browse through their dollar piles. So these are the items I found that could sell for a buck. Of course, most dealers triple or at least double what they paid in order to pay all their expenses, not to mention all the toil and tribulations they might have gone through to get the stuff...But a dollar actually seems high for things that are at the bottom of a beautiful pail at an auction, or that box of great old barq cloth, or in the bottom of a trunk or old cupboard. This stuff was free... Sometimes the neighbors actually drop things off for me. Last year I had a dresser that I was sick of at the end of the summer after trying to sell it for $5 and that ended up to be free with the purchase of other things. Sometimes you can find things in junk piles, or castoff's after an auction. I actually got a really, really cool vintage turquoise beverage set still in the original box. That was "gifted" to one of my favorite customers as a thank you for driving all the way from Side Lake to see me!! &lt;p&gt;So, I think if you really ARE a scrounger, you CAN find things for a dollar. If scrounging is not your cup of tea...well, that's why there are people like me around!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3268907901919559737?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3268907901919559737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3268907901919559737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3268907901919559737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3268907901919559737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/05/dollar-buys-you.html' title='A Dollar Buys You....'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SBvCzlVMDzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YOnRVExEorc/s72-c/dollar+items.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-7867740921972455208</id><published>2008-04-28T08:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:31.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RAIN, MUD, SLEET, SNOW....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SBXUvFVMDxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/GdvrlYivZJg/s1600-h/LeSueur+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194291650591723282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SBXUvFVMDxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/GdvrlYivZJg/s200/LeSueur+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neither rain, nor mud, nor sleet, nor snow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will keep us from our tractor show!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was our 4th year, we think...we've lost track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister and I have a special "sister bonding weekend" the last weekend of April of every year. We meet in the middle of a pasture in southern Minnesota, where a few thousand other farmers from a five state area, haul their junk with hopes to buy, trade or sell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, we love this. We get to dig and find those things "normal" people would never think could be turned into anything cool or suitable for home porch or garden. But this year almost did us in. First there was the rain, the day before we got there, and I guess a lot of sellers packed up and left. Then that made mud. Yes MUD, mid-calf depth, greasy, dangerous-to-walk-in mud, thus the mud boots. Then the snow came, only a few inches and with the 30 degree temps, not quite enough to freeze the mud. So by the time we got there, doned our attractive rubber suits and boots, we were ready to dig for our treasures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pickins were pretty slim, because a lot of people had either packed up and left, or were hiding in their campers with everything snowed under. We shopped fast and furious, and it only took us 2 hours to fill the explorer and spend all my money. Notice I said MY money...the only thing my sister bought was a red rotary telephone for $2. After 2 hours, we couldn't squeeze another thing in and our feet were freezing. We were disappointed it wasn't an all day experience like in previous years, but the weather just didn't cooperate this year. We were done and ready to hit the local garage sales, and antique shops, then back to our cozy hotel room, have a nice hot shower and read the scandalous novels we found at a garage sale! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the question is....did we have fun, even with the horrible weather? Of course! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sufferance is good for the soul don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-7867740921972455208?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/7867740921972455208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=7867740921972455208&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7867740921972455208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7867740921972455208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/04/rain-mud-sleet-snow.html' title='RAIN, MUD, SLEET, SNOW....'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SBXUvFVMDxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/GdvrlYivZJg/s72-c/LeSueur+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-6226582067844197315</id><published>2008-04-23T09:09:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:31.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Georgy Porgy and Sistah Jeralie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SA9HX1VMDwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/7Y5AeXN1bBw/s1600-h/Georgy+Porgy+and+Sistah+Jeralie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192447370159984386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SA9HX1VMDwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/7Y5AeXN1bBw/s200/Georgy+Porgy+and+Sistah+Jeralie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Georgy Porgy&lt;br /&gt;Pudding and pie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kissed the girls and made them cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the boys came out to play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Georgy Porgy ran away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sistah Jeralie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pudding and pie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got kissed by Georgie and done did cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the sistah's came out to play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sistah Jeralie ran away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the most recent two little darling angels to fly out of Kathy's workshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aren't they just the most mischievous angels you've ever seen? Contact me for more information on making these YOUR angels, or special order a handmade angel for someone special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-6226582067844197315?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/6226582067844197315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=6226582067844197315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6226582067844197315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/6226582067844197315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/04/georgy-porgy-and-sistah-jeralie.html' title='Georgy Porgy and Sistah Jeralie'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SA9HX1VMDwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/7Y5AeXN1bBw/s72-c/Georgy+Porgy+and+Sistah+Jeralie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-726799422137815593</id><published>2008-04-16T09:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:31.637-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's all about sharing, for my friend Jill. You see she's a twin, so I imagine she's had to share just about everything her whole life. But it's also about her cabin....which shares borders with Canada and the US. And it's not just the island...I guess half the cabin is actually on the Canadian side and the other on the US side. So when Jill asked me to make a doll for her cabin...I decided to make two! One for each side of the cabin - and especially because Jill is a twin! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SAYUmruojwI/AAAAAAAAADU/7eVFX2zBnmk/s1600-h/Candra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189858275396980482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SAYUmruojwI/AAAAAAAAADU/7eVFX2zBnmk/s200/Candra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's a peek at what I came up with. Introducing Candra, Radiance of the Moon, Angel of Northern Lights (for the Canadian side of the cabin)and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ULA, Jewel of the Sea, Angel of Shared Borders for the USA side of the cabin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SAYZLbuojzI/AAAAAAAAADs/TQgevaY5Uk8/s1600-h/Ula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189863304803684146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SAYZLbuojzI/AAAAAAAAADs/TQgevaY5Uk8/s200/Ula.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SAYSJ7uojvI/AAAAAAAAADM/Wgsuao7abWM/s1600-h/Ula.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-726799422137815593?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/726799422137815593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=726799422137815593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/726799422137815593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/726799422137815593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/04/sharing.html' title='Sharing'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SAYUmruojwI/AAAAAAAAADU/7eVFX2zBnmk/s72-c/Candra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-1489356940720390978</id><published>2008-04-13T19:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:32.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinders....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SAKnHruojtI/AAAAAAAAAC8/CO8DTQH40M4/s1600-h/Little+Polly+Flinders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188893471123476178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SAKnHruojtI/AAAAAAAAAC8/CO8DTQH40M4/s320/Little+Polly+Flinders.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During our "last" snowstorm on Friday, giving us another 6 or 7 inches (on top of the 24 we already had), I started working on another angel. I never know what they will be until they are finished. And I never name them until they...or something clicks and I just know. Since I only make angels, I try to think of a name and specialty that might be inspiring, rewarding, or a special memory...or maybe just make you smile. So I finished this doll and  dressed her.  But she looked too clean. But what had me stumped, was that the look on her face was definitely guilty. But of what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's weather turned out to be "good enough" to boil some of the sap we collected. Don't get excited...It's on a very small scale, just enough to give us a taste. But it's always quite a production with kettles boiling over an open fire... When my husband came through the door with soot on his clothes...I instantly knew who this doll was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course! She's Little Polly Flinders. Who remembers the Mother Goose Nursery Rhyme?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Polly Flinders&lt;br /&gt;Sat among the cinders&lt;br /&gt;Warming her pretty little toes;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother came and caught her,&lt;br /&gt;Whipped her little daughter&lt;br /&gt;For spoiling her nice new clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still hear my mother's elevated tone and emphasis on the word whipped. How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-1489356940720390978?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/1489356940720390978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=1489356940720390978&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1489356940720390978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1489356940720390978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/04/cinders_13.html' title='Cinders....'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/SAKnHruojtI/AAAAAAAAAC8/CO8DTQH40M4/s72-c/Little+Polly+Flinders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-347142537748031045</id><published>2008-04-09T10:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:33.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Strong, Hearty Minnesotans!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R_zjmSooxxI/AAAAAAAAABg/VDR_7kJbxvA/s1600-h/2008+April+storm+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187271117800785682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R_zjmSooxxI/AAAAAAAAABg/VDR_7kJbxvA/s320/2008+April+storm+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've waited a few days before posting....waiting for my mood to adjust to winter again. It helped having a "girls night out" last night, chatting with friends and letting their good moods, and the comradery of the group wash over me. It was a gentle reminder to focus on the important things in life...and that snow will eventually melt. Thanks to all my friends that came out on Saturday for my sale. It was a lovely day and each customer was rewarded with a bouquet of pussy willows I had picked on those nice 50 degree days the previous week. The yard had begun to dry, with only a few patches of snow left in the shady areas. The pets were frisky, and sap was running, but that was Saturday afternoon.... by evening it had begun to snow and Sunday we awoke to 10 inches of new snow, and it was still falling! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R_zjmyooxyI/AAAAAAAAABo/UMuPz_zQfmE/s1600-h/2008+April+storm+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187271126390720290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R_zjmyooxyI/AAAAAAAAABo/UMuPz_zQfmE/s320/2008+April+storm+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My husband blew snow several times to make sure we could keep up with it. By that evening, we knew that there would be no school the following day and my son was giddy with excitement and performing his best celebratory dance! By morning, our total accumulation was 24 inches, more snow than we've had all year. I must admit, it was really beautiful if you didn't have anywhere you had to be and could just enjoy it. I just heard that the forcast is for more snow again by Friday. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R_zjmyooxzI/AAAAAAAAABw/Tde63yDLMHA/s1600-h/2008+April+storm+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187271126390720306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R_zjmyooxzI/AAAAAAAAABw/Tde63yDLMHA/s320/2008+April+storm+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But here's something to hang onto... I just snapped this photo of my golden retriever, Carrot, who has chosen to take his morning nap on a snowbank versus his cozy rug. Even last week when we had those warm days, he would find a patch of snow to lay on. He is a hardy Minnesotan and I take my lesson from him....life can't be all that bad. After all, isn't that why we live in Minnesota? So we can brag to the nation of how tough we are?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-347142537748031045?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/347142537748031045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=347142537748031045&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/347142537748031045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/347142537748031045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/04/be-strong-hearty-minnesotans.html' title='Be Strong, Hearty Minnesotans!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R_zjmSooxxI/AAAAAAAAABg/VDR_7kJbxvA/s72-c/2008+April+storm+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-8539787084353605257</id><published>2008-04-05T09:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:33.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's The Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R_eKFCooxwI/AAAAAAAAABY/DYNn6miJ5M4/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185765315151709954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R_eKFCooxwI/AAAAAAAAABY/DYNn6miJ5M4/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First Saturday of April!  And that means CHECKERED PAST IS OPEN!  Even though the forcast is for more snow tonight... I know that spring is fast approaching. Time to shed that bulky down coat and try a medium weight fleese with a windbreaker! Or maybe even a light weight fleese if you're workin around the yard picking up bones your dog has dragged in this winter.  So come on out and I'm giving away bouquets of pussy willows to all who make a purchase. I'm hoping to reduce my inventory because auction season is right around the corner, and I need to make room for great new finds! And, as always my angels hover near. Pictured here is Prudence, Angel of Producers and Gatherers. All my angels have their own names and specialties, and come with a book that tells their special story of what they did to deserve their angel wings! And yes, I do take special orders if you've got a story of an ancestor you'd like to remember as a wacky angel! My shop is open today from 10 AM to 5 PM. Hope to see you. Or, if you can't make it, give me a call and we'll arrange for another time! Happy Spring Y'all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-8539787084353605257?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/8539787084353605257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=8539787084353605257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8539787084353605257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/8539787084353605257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/04/todays-day.html' title='Today&apos;s The Day!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R_eKFCooxwI/AAAAAAAAABY/DYNn6miJ5M4/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-3336215332725835834</id><published>2008-04-01T21:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:33.412-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Connections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R_LwCyooxvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/AmtXb_A0izg/s1600-h/House+in+the+woods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184470051799484146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R_LwCyooxvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/AmtXb_A0izg/s320/House+in+the+woods.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seven years ago today, April 1st, in the middle of a snowstorm, we moved from St. Paul to our primitive house in the woods just south of Grand Rapids. We had no connections, other than the people at my husbands new job, no family, friends, or network. I still had my job in St. Paul and was working in my home office and telecommuting. So while the boys went off to work and pre-school, I stayed home, still connected to my work community. For the first year, the only time I "went to town" was for church on Sunday. But I was longing for some connection...where and how do I get connected to this beautiful community? One day my husband came home from work and said he'd discovered a very unusual radio station, a community radio station that's run by all local volunteers. KAXE 91.7. (listen on line at &lt;a href="http://www.kaxe.org/"&gt;www.kaxe.org&lt;/a&gt;) So on my next communite to St. Paul, I tuned in to hear Scott Hall interview a man that was making wine from tent catepillars. WOW, I was hooked. I love a good story, especially if it's a spoof. So I kept listening, and eventually got involved with the station by helping them plan the ampitheater park, making mosiac sculptures, planting gardens, etc. When John Bauer suggested I run for the board, I jumped at the chance. You see, it's because of KAXE that I now feel like Grand Rapids is my home, my community. I have learned so much from the broad range of listeners, their stories, and the culture of northern Minnesota.  KAXE is truly special, I think of them as the welcome wagon of the community! Thanks for welcoming me to this community!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-3336215332725835834?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/3336215332725835834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=3336215332725835834&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3336215332725835834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/3336215332725835834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/04/connections.html' title='Connections'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R_LwCyooxvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/AmtXb_A0izg/s72-c/House+in+the+woods.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-5314381771368291863</id><published>2008-03-28T09:35:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:33.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Southern Charm!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R-0CgSooxuI/AAAAAAAAABI/3Cr6yJcq0JI/s1600-h/TN+Cabin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182801499954661090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R-0CgSooxuI/AAAAAAAAABI/3Cr6yJcq0JI/s320/TN+Cabin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We're back! My family had a &lt;em&gt;glorous&lt;/em&gt; week traveling through the south! There's so much to see and do, we definitely want to go back! My husband, the hibitual historian, has only 1 battlefield left to meet his goal of seeing them ALL. I was able to find a marker where my ancestor, General Oglesby, fought at Corinth, MS. He was wounded and thankfully recovered to become governor of Illinois in 1865. I also found some fabulous antique malls, antebellium homes, and primitive little cablins like this one, (be still my heart...) And of course, my son was thrilled to find awesome skateboard parks every day! He keeps a US map on his wall and adds pins to every place he skates. After this trip he's able to add 5 more states! Planning a trip now, compared to even 10 years ago, is much easier to gather information on your specific interests, thanks to the Internet! We had a week to soak up the warm weather and sunshine, and it was hard to come back home to our snowpiles! Trees were blooming, the hillsides were covered with wild daffodills and even the mint in the herb garden at the Hermitage was fragrantly poking through the ground. Now that we're back, we're trying to adjust to that long period between "not winter and not spring". Or as my son says, not enough snow for snowboarding and too much snow for skateboarding. We've tapped a few maple trees, and the sap is just starting to trickle out. Last night was a very still and dark night. I stepped out on the deck and could hear sap dripping into the buckets in the back yard...Now that's what I call a stress reliever, a calming and peacefull end to a busy day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-5314381771368291863?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/5314381771368291863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=5314381771368291863&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/5314381771368291863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/5314381771368291863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/03/southern-charm.html' title='Southern Charm!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R-0CgSooxuI/AAAAAAAAABI/3Cr6yJcq0JI/s72-c/TN+Cabin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-7437779545057637446</id><published>2008-03-12T18:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:33.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Could Be Yours!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R9hqmCmxayI/AAAAAAAAAA4/73wHx2O5P_0/s1600-h/Rotary+Donation+March+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177004973429451554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R9hqmCmxayI/AAAAAAAAAA4/73wHx2O5P_0/s320/Rotary+Donation+March+08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, it's true...this could be yours. Picture this charming garden display in YOUR lush green garden, a place to ponder and smell the flowers. Never mind the snow pile in the background and the snow falling right now...sooner or later the snow HAS to melt, and apple blossoms burst into flowers! I'm donating these items to the silent auction at the Grand Rapids Rotary $10,000 giveway this Friday night. All proceeds will support Second Harvest, the Itasca County Food Shelf. If you don't have tickets yet...I bet there might be some available, and you could bid on this charming garden display from Checkered Past!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-7437779545057637446?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/7437779545057637446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=7437779545057637446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7437779545057637446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/7437779545057637446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-could-be-yours.html' title='This Could Be Yours!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R9hqmCmxayI/AAAAAAAAAA4/73wHx2O5P_0/s72-c/Rotary+Donation+March+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-1838002569673086545</id><published>2008-02-29T17:01:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:34.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's beginning to LOOK like spring at least...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R8iPCtNaOWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5Ln3XP1CrCE/s1600-h/Think+Spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172541448693365090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R8iPCtNaOWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5Ln3XP1CrCE/s320/Think+Spring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive thinking must work, because at least now the weather has improved and it's above zero degrees! The sun is shinning and that seems to elevate MY mood. I've been busy this week gathering all the greens and blues for a yearning spring display!  And the big news is... now everything is back under one big roof, MY roof!  If things are beginning to stress you out, the best thing to do is simplify! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please plan to vist me the first Saturday of every month, 10 to 5 pm. Or, if that doesn't work, please give me a call and if I'm home, I can open. Contact information can be found on my web site.  Also, check it out and order on-line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.checkeredpastprimitives.com/"&gt;http://www.checkeredpastprimitives.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-1838002569673086545?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/1838002569673086545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=1838002569673086545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1838002569673086545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/1838002569673086545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-beginning-to-look-like-spring-at.html' title='It&apos;s beginning to LOOK like spring at least...'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R8iPCtNaOWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5Ln3XP1CrCE/s72-c/Think+Spring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443570918041126458.post-239485700324833334</id><published>2008-02-22T10:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:34.329-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Is it spring yet?'/><title type='text'>Is it spring yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R776qJrz6WI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r79Z0JTxDCE/s1600-h/bunnies+n+eggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169845024329034082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R776qJrz6WI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r79Z0JTxDCE/s320/bunnies+n+eggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R776qZrz6XI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pR3mEPjftLk/s1600-h/chick+n+eggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169845028624001394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R776qZrz6XI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pR3mEPjftLk/s320/chick+n+eggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am dying for spring..... with average temps in the -25, and windchill -45, for what seems like weeks, I crave warm weather. So as I hybernate in my cozy house, and we're battling colds and flu, I'm "thinking" spring by creating grungy primitive bunny's and eggs! Aren't they just the cutest little things? These guys just pop into my head and I scrounge around and find fabrics that work...mostly upholstery fabric from the outlet in Black Duck, MN. Here's a tip gals, you can buy remnants of beautiful fabrics for $1 a pound! Do you know how much fabric you can get for $10? Close to a pillow case! I usually make a couple runs a year and buy coordinating colors. I think I'm about due for another run, as soon as this cold weather passes....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443570918041126458-239485700324833334?l=checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/feeds/239485700324833334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6443570918041126458&amp;postID=239485700324833334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/239485700324833334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443570918041126458/posts/default/239485700324833334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://checkeredpastprimitives.blogspot.com/2008/02/is-it-spring-yet.html' title='Is it spring yet?'/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OunUFj36X0U/R776qJrz6WI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r79Z0JTxDCE/s72-c/bunnies+n+eggs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
