Spring has sprung at The Vermont Country Store

I just got my latest catalog in the mail and it’s chocked full of spring goodies.  I’m really liking these pastel plates, oh let’s face it I like it all.  I hyperlinked the pictures below, it’s just a taste of what they are selling.  Just click on whatever you’re interested in and link to it.

I’ve yet to order anything, but I will.  They should actually send me a freebie for all the advertising I do for them. :o)

The catalog is adorable, it has this hen on the cover.  If you want a copy, here’s the click to order.  Enjoy…. ~ Jan

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Farmer's Almanac Spring Forecast

 

It’s not good, sports fans.  They’re saying snowfall predicted through late March and April areas, including a mid-April snow to New England.

Mother always said, early Easter, early spring, late Easter, late spring.  Easter this year is April 20th.  Mother always knew best, too.  *sigh*

Here’s their article, read it and weep...

The New Old Age

Is everything we’ve always been told about women’s health changing?  After a certain age do we really need routine Pap tests?  And what about those painful mammograms, are they really necessary?

And the worst of the worst, the dreaded colonoscopy, after a certain age do we need it?

All of these procedures are money makers for physicians, but do they take it to the extreme, is it in our best interest or theirs?

You read the article and decide for yourself.  I don’t even have an opinion at this point, just passing along information.

Here’s the click….

In search of serenity...

I’ve talked about nature so often over the years.  The wind in my face, the quiet of the country life, my beloved creek, the sounds of frogs chirping and birds singing.  I was reading The Old Farmer’s Almanac online, trying to get their view on what weather the month of March was going to bring, because frankly the forecast for the first week is positively horrid!!  I came upon an article about serenity, and they just validated what I already know, that serenity is rooted in nature.

They also have a link to a slideshow of where people find peace in New York City.  I thought it was so interesting, you might enjoy it as well.  Turn up your speakers, it has great sound effects as you arrow from slide to slide.

Here’s the link.  ~ Enjoy...

Jacqueline Bisset and Jane Seymour on Aging Gracefully

It’s so refreshing when you see celebrities that are actually embracing their age without botox, trout lips or facelifts.  These ladies are the real thing, and they’re so interesting to listen to, proving that wisdom really does come with age.

They’re being interviewed by Hoda and Kathie Lee, who is unusually quiet, but then her forehead isn’t moving.  Just sayin..

Spring has arrived, well at my house it has...

 

 

 

Even though our 7 day forecast calls for cold and snowy weather, I couldn’t stand the thought of winter one minute longer, so poor hubby had to drag all of the spring crates out of the attic, and here’s the result.  And yes, I know it’s overdone, I like it this way, it’s just the way I roll.

There are a lot of treasures tucked into this tablescape.  Don’t you just love that word tablescape, it’s a good buzzword, thanks to Sandra Lee from FoodTV who coined the phrase several years ago with her pretty dining room tables.

Some of these things I’ve had for years.  The tulips in the first picture, I got several years ago at Marshall’s, my friend Barb has the same ones.  I wonder if she still uses hers?

The carrot salt and pepper shakers are vintage, the egg cups are Dept. 56 from years ago, and the trio of rabbit bowls filled with jellybeans have been around forever.

The big Easter chick came from Steinmart, it’s always been a favorite of mine, the little bunny in the last picture was a gift from my buddy V, he lives in my living room the rest of the year, and last but not least is this wicker basket of yellow tulips.

 

Many, many years ago, we were on a trip to the west coast, I found these tulips and carried them home on a plane to give to mother.  She put them out every spring, and now so do I.  They’re a little shopworn, but that only makes them more bittersweet.  They must be 25-30 years old by now.

And that’s my table, a bright spot as winter gasps, hopefully, it’s  last blast of arctic air this week.  It’s not quite finished, I still need to add silverware and glasses and napkins.  I think I’ll do it slowly, I certainly have time.  Oh spring, where are you…..