I need help again in the flower-identification department.
This delicate and lovely flower is blooming near the deck, and I'm guessing that it may have come from some wildflower seed.
If you know what to call it, let me know.
Thanks.
I needed a glass of lemonade, and these friendly folks helped me out.
They operated their stand yesterday on Division Street, and I heard that they were enjoying a good day selling either pink or yellowish lemonade along with some of their crafted flower pot accessories.
I happen to know their grandmother Julie (in the middle) very well, so after seeing on Facebook that they were open for business, I added some extra time on the way to my hair appointment to stop by their stand.
Nice young ladies with an equally nice older brother who calls himself their manager.
Their mom on the right teaches at Kootenai School.
The lemonade, by the way, hit the spot.
More about Rose Marie from the "Slight Detour" annals
Bratfest 2009
from the Aug. 28, 2009, post.
Yesterday
was brat day at the county fair. It's a tradition which Rose Marie and I
started about five years ago. Rose Marie moved up to Sandpoint from San
Rafael, California. She and her husband Jim Thompson have "retired?" to a
farm at Wrencoe.
Rose
Marie and I are outlaws. That's cuz we're connected to people who are
related. Rose Marie's husband's sister Mary is married to my brother
Mike.
Mike
and Mary, by the way, are in Breckenridge, Colorado, attending his West
Point Company F4's reunion. He called yesterday and said they were
having a great time reconnecting with his company classmates from 1966.
I
told Mike to tell Mary that Rose Marie and I were going to the fair for
our annual bratfest.
Before I get off the subject of outlaws and
back to brats, I must congratulate some more outlaws associated with the
Brown-Thompson connection.
I
saw in the paper this morning that Chris (Mary's younger brother and my
SHS classmate and Rose Marie's brother-in-law) and his wife Judy are
celebrating their 40th wedding anniversary today. Pretty cool, and
congratulations.
Now back to the brats.
I used to tell Rose Marie about the brats (smothered in
sauerkraut and mustard) when she would visit up this way before her
permanent move.
We lived close to the fairgrounds at the time, and Bill
would give me a few bucks and send me to the fair to purchase his brats.
He loved 'em. I loved 'em, and they became as much a highlight at the
fair for us as elephant ears are for other fairgoers.
We
were talking about elephant ears yesterday at the my hair zapping
session---how when they first came out, they cost about a dollar. Now,
they're $4 or $5.
That inflation has caused a certain amount of
complaining, but I know the other story to go along with the elephant
ears.
The
Beta Sigma Phi features them every year, and then in the spring, they
give away some hefty scholarships for high school seniors. So, whenever
you see people at the fair nibbling on an elephant ear, you know they're
contributing to someone else's education.
Now
the brat folks and their booth are a private concern, but we don't
care. We just use the brats as an excuse to go sit down together on a
bale of straw, catch up on a few outlaw updates, watch people go by,
talk to people who go by, and bat the damn bees out of the way so we can
take the next bite or grab a sip from the soda can before one of those
annoying critters dive bombs inside the hole and drowns.
Yesterday
we talked to Jack Filipowski who was wondering at the time where his
wife Colleen and daughter Jennifer were. We told him we'd seen them in
the main exhibit building.
Then, I asked Jack if he showed his Herefords
at the fair. He did, and he wasted no time telling me he had shown the
grand champion overall cow. That meant she beat out the other breeds.
Jack
lives down the road from us, so we're pleased to know that we have
champions on South Center Valley Road.
Speaking of champions, I must
take another slight detour and congratulate the grandparents, parents
and the owner of the grand champion steer at the Bonner County Fair.
Jean
Luc Albertson of Huguenin and Albertson clans will be selling his
champion steer at the fair. And, his cousin Tanner Roos will be selling
the reserve champ. Good going to all family members and their respective
outlaws.
And,
one more thing about that family network----if my green bush beans at
the fair had to get a second place ribbon, I'm thrilled that first place
went to my dear friend Denise Huguenin.
Denise
and I have enjoyed many phases of life since we met on the bleachers at
our sons' Little League games. From baseball to sending the peace sign
across the altar during Mass at St. Joseph's to playing in the garden
dirt---not a bad chronology for a friendship.
Well,
back to the brats. Rose Marie and I enjoyed our annual get-together and
then headed back through the main exhibit building where she was bound
for the antique tractor display and I, for my car.
Along the way, we met
up with lots of people including Idaho State Rep. George Eskridge who
was promoting a Republican guy from McCall who's running for Congress
against U.S. Congressman Walt Minnick.
I
said they probably wouldn't want to talk to me, with my Obama sticker
still on my rear bumper. Then, someone asked me if I voted for George.
To which I said proudly, "Yes."
Then,
I announced to the crowd that I voted for all our Republican state
legislators and still voted for President Obama. Then, I jokingly asked,
"So, what does that make me?"
My
outlaw friend, Jim Thompson, brother of Mary, brother-in-law to my
brother Mike and husband of my outlaw friend Rose Marie immediately
quipped a response appreciated by most in the crowd.
"Mixed-up," he said.
On that note, I figured I'd better head to my car and go home to fix dinner for the two men at my house.
So, as usual, it was a fun day with the brats. My outlaw friend Rose Marie and I will, no doubt, do it again next year.
Annie's Travel Photos . . . Had
a great time exploring Esztergom [Northwest Hungary] via geocaching today. Walked across
the Danube to Slovakia for the evening welcome event.
A beautiful area
to explore!
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