Before they're gone...

We've had a few storms and windy days lately, so I thought I'd better get some photos of my blooming branches before all the blooms were blown away. I had planned on doing this early yesterday before a heavy down pour that I knew was headed our way...but something else came up.

I took these pics from the deck the other early evening. It was dusk, so these had to be lightened up alot, and they're stilll not very good, but today there are very few of these pink blooms left. I'm not sure what this is, whether it's a Redbud or what, if you know I'd love to know.

This is some kind of fruit tree...

not sure.

The trunks on these two don't look alike, but the branch blossoms do look like Bradford Pear...only they're not stinky like the ones from my post last year at the lease house. These don't have much fragrance at all. Today, there's much more green to them. That's another little fruit tree to the right. I think that's an apple.

This is my post about the Bradford Pear Branches from last year. 

They smelled horrible, but made a pretty coffee table vignette.

(photos taken exactly one year ago, today)

So, before they're gone I cut a few branches and brought them in for a little kitchen centerpiece in my Robin's Nest, A.J. Wilkinson Transferware Pitcher. I don't think I had it at the lease house, so it's probably been awhile since I've used it.

I have a one of my little English pitchers for the extra blooms.

I'm using one of Austrian Grain sacks with a caramel stripe for my kitchen table runner. The kitties have a hard time staying off of it. Or I should say, I have a hard time keeping them off of it.

She's ignoring me, hoping I'll go away...

Miss Jenkins hardly ever looks straight at me when I'm using the camera, so this is a rare pic. She's my sweetheart, and on my lap constantly when I'm at my computer. The twins are eleven now, and still up to being feisty when they have a chance. (like chasing paper Easter eggs)

I'd had a molar that had been sensitive since at least before Christmas. I'd been putting off getting it checked because I wanted to change dentists. So, yesterday at lunch I was munching on one of my new obsessions, Stacey's Pita Chips, when I accidently bit down hard on the right side. 

"Hmmm". I told my husband, "I think something just happened." 

Almost half of my tooth was gone

 and I'd swallowed it along with the pita chip.

So, I called the dentisit, but he was out of town. 

A new dentist was taking his emergencies. They worked me in and now I'm waiting for a new crown. I haven't had any major work done for quite a while so I was white knuckled by the time it was over with. Today I feel fine, and go back in a couple of weeks for the permanent one. Glad the worst of it is over. I've had too many heart angiograms to count and open heart surgery, but one dang little tooth about took me down. Let's just say I'd rather do almost anything but go to the dentist. But I really like him; he has little white New Testament Bibles for the kiddos in the waiting room. I was about ready to grab one when they called me back...

Have a great weekend,

Be careful what you bite.

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