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My Last Day of Freedom {Family}
Today was the kids’ last day of school. Insert tears here. Today was also my last day of freedom. Insert wailing and moaning here. The kids will be with me every. Single. Day. For the next 3 months… Knowing I was dreading my impending loss of freedom, the hubs took today off and declared it “Day of Daenel”. We started the day with breakfast at our favorite diner, Hickory House Restaurant. That was our only plan, we decided to play the rest of our day by ear. So we hopped in the car and drove down to the Mississippi River. If you’re a regular reader, you know how much I…
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Getting to Know Missouri {This or That Thursday}
How’s everyone doing? I’m OK, haven’t had much of an opportunity to get out and shoot anything so I’m sharing a few more pictures from last week’s trip to the Bollinger Mill Historic site… One of the main attractions at the Bollinger Mill Historic Site is the Burfordville Covered Bridge, the oldest covered bridge in Missouri. I absolutely love this bridge and could spend hours photographing it. Isn’t it gorgeous? The bridge spans the Whitewater River and is built mainly of Yellow Poplar. Construction began on the bridge in 1858 by Joseph Lansmon. The photo above is part of the ceiling, showing how the iron rods are used to support…
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Scavenger Hunt Sunday
Hi! Welcome to another edition of Scavenger Hunt Sunday. What a great week I’ve had: I was selected to be a small group leader for an online Bible study program which has me so excited, I finally got my Facebook page set up and I’m loving it (please click here to check it out) and, well, I’ve been blessed to see another week and participate in another hunt. 1. Vintage I bought these beautiful necklaces at a second~hand shop when I lived in Pennsylvania. There’s something so classy and yet so funky about pearls, don’t you think? 2. Word or Quote I saw this verse written on slip of paper…
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Bollinger Mill Historic Site {Getting to Know Missouri}
I’ve said it before, but I have the navigation skills of a monkey in a windstorm. I used to be able to drive myself across state lines without so much as a map, gps  or cell phone without getting lost, now I spend 85% of my time listening to that infernal “Recalculating” over and over and over again. The rest of the time is spent laughing at the fact that I can get lost driving in a straight line. So as it usually happens when Miss 18 and I get in the car, we got lost. I don’t know how or why but she and I always get lost when…
