Collections and Obsessions, Galleria, Saturday Special

Collections and Obsessions…Perfume

Well, this is more like a confessional. Even my husband knows when I am on a little tangent, since every obsession is thematic. Yep, there is a theme to each obsession…perfumes, books, art, bracelets, rings, and apps.

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I guess, it could also be like a binge. When a mood strikes me, I focus on that particular subject. I usually never buy one of anything. It is only recently that I have started editing my collection of perfumes. Every month, I use one bottle exclusively. It is going to take me some time to get down to just five. What is that I love about perfume?

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The smells of some perfume, is like a mode of transportation. As soon as I open it, I am taken to moments in my life. One that comes to my mind is Silk Ribbons, I can remember like it was yesterday when my sister and I were at a brunch on a patio. It was a beautiful day, warm and sunny, just enough heat. I wore my favorite little black shoes with a floral jean skirt. A rose colored shirt with a white summer sweater.

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5th Avenue, reminds me moving to California. It was one of the perfumes that I brought with me. I moved here with my dog Anima, a little Maltese. Two suit cases full of clothes, rollerblades, and my bicycle. I sold all my belongs except my books, and that was the only items I had delivered to California.

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When I choose a perfume, it is not just about the smell, but also the bottle. I consider my sister and I perfume connoisseurs. We used to spend a day just trying to decide on a perfume. We would get a little dizzy from smelling so many different perfumes. My sister was one of the only people that I could tolerate wearing Fendi. It always reminded me of bug spray at the dorms one a month when someone else was wearing it.

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What is an obsession of yours? What is your favorite perfume?

Saturday Special

Baby Kids Everywhere…

Since three doe’s of our herd were about to give birth, I have barely had a moment to myself. Cutie, is our smallest in size of our Nubian goats, and we guessed that she would be the last one to give birth. Every night I was out feeling their rump, seeing if I could squeeze my thumb and index finger together. Since this is one of the signs that she would go into labor soon. On Good Friday, Cutie delivered a baby buckling. We named him Aladdin. He could not stand for about 36 hours, so we had to milk Cutie, and feed him with a bottle. Cutie and Aladdin

We purchased an Avent bottle, and then cut an x on the top of the bottle, so it would flow a little easier. Every time we would feed him, we would keep a record of how much he ate, and when we fed him. Each time we also began the session by trying to get him to take the teat himself. The last thing we wanted to do was give him powered milk, but we had some on had, just in case.

On the 8th, just as Aladdin was walking (backwards only) our goat Pinkie had twin girls. We named the girls Tinkerbell and Wendy. Tinker bell is black and white, and Wendy is mostly black with a white spot on the top of her head. Pinkie, Wendy, and Tinkerbell

On the 11th, the female Smtarbright had two males, Captain Jack Sparrow, and Simba. Smtarbright would not feed them, she would not clean them. We were back to feeding the babies, and we had to squirt the two of them with a little of her milk. Finally, by day three she was cleaning her kids.

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Here we are near the end of the month. Captain Jack, still needs a little help in the morning getting on his mom. I feed them, and that allows her to relax to allow Captain Jack to get milk in the morning.