Posts Tagged travel
But only if the question was about quilts. While walking along the river front in St. Charles, Missouri we came across a quilting club that had their wares on display around the train depot building. I was naughty. Even though there was a sign that said do not touch – I touched. You can see by the plastic that is underneath the quilts that there was a slight breeze going through. Quilts are beautiful things especially when handmade and handed down through generations. Do you have any? I don’t know if I gave away the one I had ever since I was a child; if I still have it it is safely packed away somewhere but I do know I still have one I bought at an antique shop that I painstakingly hand repaired the worn by time parts.
There’s just something about quilts that make me think of being safe and warm at home.
It’s officially summer here in this part of the world and it’s Friday! This photo was taken on my sunrise foray onto the beach when we were in Miami Beach. This young lady, Samantha from @Revived_Living, is a former competitive gymnast who was having some photos taken for her website; she is now a health and lifestyle coach.
Hope your weekend is a joyful one 🙂
I’ve forgotten why we had wandered up to this part of Southbeach but I found this to be an interesting building. I wasn’t sure at first what it was until we crossed the street and found that it was a very expensive steak restaurant. For the prices they were charging I sure hope the meat was quality… too rich for us but they did have some fantastic offerings.
This side of the building (not including the traffic cone) had a great island vibe to it. Which version speaks to you?
Unless you are quite the world traveler (and most definitely before the age of media inundation) there are some things in this great wide world that you may have never seen in person. I recall my nieces, then very young who were born in the Philippines where my brother was stationed, being totally amazed that ice (hail) fell from the sky during a storm one day. We had to stop them from going outside while the hail was falling because they wanted to see what it felt like – they probably wouldn’t have liked the sensation. I remember my anthropology professor in college who was born and raised in Hawaii; somehow in a lecture he told us how he didn’t know what a fireplace was when he had to identify it on a standardized school test as a boy. He was trying to tell us that just because someone has never seen nor experienced something that doesn’t lessen their intelligence.
The first time my very young offspring saw a palm tree was during a road trip to Disney World. We had stopped at a gas station and one was there on the lot. They circled and patted the tree examining it like little explorers before asking me what was it. At the time I believe the only palm trees they had ever seen were in books or in cartoons. That memory still makes me smile but now palm trees mean I’m someplace warm and hopefully – but not always – with an ocean nearby.
But not quite back. I am missing the ocean, sand, sun and almost 90 degree heat; the humidity was hair frizz city high as well but who cared! If you follow me on IG then you know where we were and if not why not? 🙂 Will show and tell more next week but now it’s time to fire up the grill to welcome the unofficial start of summer and to give thanks on this Memorial Day weekend for those who gave their all for us.
The Superstition Mountain Museum has several old mining buildings, mining equipment, signs that say watch out for snakes and the chapel here known as the Elvis Chapel because he once filmed a movie here.