tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691319772208152166.post2394003563315505058..comments2024-03-26T05:18:07.373-05:00Comments on Rhonda's Creative Life: Monday Morning Inspiration/ConnectionRhondaBusshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555069797738423675noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691319772208152166.post-33331579244469251242020-04-04T01:45:57.352-05:002020-04-04T01:45:57.352-05:00Thanks for sharing Ronda ♥Thanks for sharing Ronda ♥Ellen's Sewing Passionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17846518641677841852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691319772208152166.post-48259037011956405932020-03-30T18:33:21.682-05:002020-03-30T18:33:21.682-05:00Rhonda, I have no idea how you find these gems of ...Rhonda, I have no idea how you find these gems of mastery but man, I'm glad you do! Each of these is a work of art in its own way. Thank you for sharing yourself with us. Blessings and stay safe! LeslieLeslie Mhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03233962612524184789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691319772208152166.post-63336763071213449782020-03-30T17:56:34.163-05:002020-03-30T17:56:34.163-05:00When I was a child, I was seriously asthmatic, ill...When I was a child, I was seriously asthmatic, ill and barely breathing for a week or so at a time. We lived in a small farming community, the village being only a mile north and south and a mile east and west, with almost no where that did not have farmland next too it. The village, Deckerville, MI is still there and I still enjoy my visits. Because my breathing was so shallow when I was sick, I could not chew food without choking. So I drank my milk through a straw. One time Mama gave me a bowl of chicken noodle soup (Campbell's) to drink through a straw. Terrible !! I could not eat any type of chicken noodle soup for decades!patsijeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10362426384481772370noreply@blogger.com