this picture is by my daughter “terri jean”..to see more of her work click on this site..

http://www.flickr.com/photos/15591047@N04/

everyone in our family Knew that  yellow ( anything yellow)  pleased grandma….she wore yellow clothing, had a yellow cat, her curtians in the kitchen, her favorite  coffee cup.. everything, every gift she receieved on mothes day , her B. day or Christmas.. was something yellow .
as a child   before they got siding on the house in the 70’s) i remember  her house was yellow every other year that i grew up, ( the other year it was pink)…it was alwys a battle with them what color the house should be..grandma loved yellow and grandpa was starting up a  live bait store in town and he always believed the best adverisment was by word of mouth..no adds in the papers for him…and having the only pink house in town  ( back in 50’s & 60’s) made it easier to find the place that sold bait..and his business ( the tiny pink building behind that little pink house ) did very well… I understood his logic. made sence to me..and it was a mellow light pink..pretty really…i have pictures of the house in pink…it’s over 50 years old..where does the time go???
but today. i came across a bouquet of yellow roses…and paused to remember grandma & her little yelow house that she built with grandpa themselves back in 1950..,  the little house  i was born in and she died in…when she died  yellow flowers surrounded her.

Last Thursday , At work, i found a nest with 2 eggs ..on top of  a fence fence  post  inside a a row of grapes… ( i had forgot to bring my camera…) on Tuesday i went back but there was 2 baby birds, the eggs had hatched….and i was mad becuase i again, forgot my camera…Thursday i came armed and ready, hoping ( after a very bad rain storm with heavy rains) that the birds would  still be there… Mama was there on top of the cicks..She didn’t seem afraid of me…I love Her eyes…