Mourning Dove

Fresh from the back yard this morning..........a mourning dove high in a pine tree. We usually have several pairs nesting around here each year. One time, there was a nest right on a branch near my clotheslines........each time I pinned laundry on the line, there was an eye watching me.

This will be a brief post, as I'm expecting two little girls to arrive any moment. They have to put up with me babysitting them while their mom runs errands in town.

Today's Dr. Dictionary word is "hullabaloo"! It means "a confused noise; tumult; uproar". When I was a kid in the 60's, there was a TV show by that name which featured mod dancing. My parents certainly didn't allow anyone to watch it at our house, but when I was at my grandma's, I would watch it with my older cousin. (Oh, the corrupting influence of grandmas and older cousins!) Another show called "Shindig" was similar to "Hullabaloo"........I remember lots of dancing......girls with solid hairdos and dresses of mod-print fabric. I nearly gagged the other day while browsing in a store's clothing section........those goofy prints are back in style. Ick!!! And the smock-styles that look like maternity tops........ICK!!! Who would want to wear that stuff????

Have a great day! Husband continues with the early-spring manure-hauling. That's exciting, isn't it. And I continue to rearrange and organize clutter in the house. I'm happy with the library area, though, and am excited to show the little girls when they get here. They like to sit in cozy corners and look at books. Ah.....the memories of many pleasant hours doing that same thing when I was young.