Thursday, August 14, 2014

Life These Days at Our Little Red Salt Box....


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More "smarshmallow" fun!

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 Dillyn loves smores made with Reese's 
Peanut Butter Cups. 

Taking a break from eating smores, to play on the game boy
that belonged to Uncle Tom when he was this age.



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What good is a campfire if you don't dance 
around it??

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We still have peas!

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Fresh veges...YUM!
No beets this year, though. The deer got them all!

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My husband and brother in law enjoying
a chat on the back steps.

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Piper and her best friend...Hollie.

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Somebody thought Hollie needed a necklace
made out of clover.
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My little kitchen helper and I made some zucchini bread.

Well, that's our life these days. Full of relaxation, family, and fun! 

Our summer days are slowly turning to fall.
I noticed some of the leaves are already beginning to turn. Pretty 
soon we'll be living in a beautiful box of crayons....my favorite time of year!

Enjoy your time!

Blessings, 
Julie

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Summer Fun…


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Who doesn't love roasting hotdogs and making smores by an open fire??
As you can see, it's something we love to do. This was actually our granddaughter's first time trying a smore, and while she didn't really care for them, she did love roasting and eating just the "smarshmallows" by themselves. Aren't little ones funny?
I have heard that you can roast Pillsbury biscuits the same way you do marshmallows. Hmmm?? We might have to try that out and see!
 
While our summer seems to be flying by, and the smell of fall lurks in the evening air, we are really enjoying the season while we have it. There are still a few good days left, so we will enjoy them before they come to an end! I just hate to think of old man winter rearing his ugly head soon. Brrr!
 
I hope you are all still enjoying these beautiful summer days. Thank you for stopping by!
 
Blessings,
Julie
 
 
 

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