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We just learned that the cottage next to ours, Aunt Maude's is going on the market. Built in 1920, this home has been in their family for generations. Maude is gone and the siblings have to sell.
Lucretia's hilarious great Aunt Hilda is always lots of fun to visit. Hilda insists that the ill-fitting wig helps her to look centuries younger, but Lucretia thinks it just makes her look a little crazy!
Blythe a Day - Meet My Crazy Aunt Hilda (Bewitched) 10/4/25
Silent Lucretia Blythe
Hat - made by me
Dress- Etsy
Skeleton - Walmart
Wig - Liv
Dog - vintage Barbie 1980s
Birds - my son's Schleich
Chairs - Sindy
Clock - Avon, flea market find
Water pitcher and cup - vintage Barbie airplane
Pie - Michaels
Clock - pencil sharpener, flea market find
Dear Aunt Sassy,
There is a man who I am madly in love with, but he pays no attention to me. He drools over a red-head at lunch who doesn’t care about him in the least. How do I get him to notice me?
Frustrated
Dear Frustrated,
If he ain’t paying attention and you’re sending signals, then leave a tack on his chair. Keep doing that and he’ll try to figure out who is doing it. If you get caught just give him, you now, The Look. He’ll get the idea. Moral: the way to a man’s heart is through the seat of his pants.
AS
I think that Aunt Martha has been out in the cold for too long!
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Je pense que tante Marthe est sortie trop longtemps dans le froid !
Betsy has apparently been in our family for over 200 years. At least according to this letter. My Dad gave her to me after I had helped him with my Great Aunt's estate 20 some years ago.
I am starting back up organizing all of the photos and letters we found and put them out on our website. A lot of work, which is why I stopped two years ago. Any how, here is a picture of Theodore with Old Betsy back in the day. www.familyhistoria.com/Ethelred%20Delk/John%20Delk/Joseph...
I apologize for the big watermark, but people were taking my photos and claiming them as their own out on Ancestry.com, which is another story. Enjoy, B.
At Home, March 16, 28
My Dearest Niece
I rec. your most of all kind and welcome letter I ever rec from you. Don't think dear I don't apprciate them all for I surely do. But dear when I see poor old Betsy arived to you all right it lifted a big load of of my mind for I have ben afraid I would drop off before you recievd it. You picture is following close to her. Now I can rest lots better. I read your kind and loving 4 times when I recieved it last eavning with lot tears blind my eyes. I was so glad to hear you were pleased with it. Oh child to hear a good player take hold of it. I can hear her speak to profsor Green in his church work. The most lovely player I ever heard play. He used to tell me many times I could beat any man handling the bow he ever seen in his life. He taught piano & violin in the Boston conservatory of music 5 years 10 dollars per day. Poor man lived with me an my wife at Hood River nearly a year. I gave his board and a nice room. Dear just to hear him play the violin while I played the acompayment on the piano. But it is all pased and gone forever. Your brother must have taken after me a little. I only took lessons in vocal but never took a lesson on an instrument in my life. Well I hope you all well and to from you again soon. I am getting better slow. with love to all. Your Uncle Joe Delk
Mary Dear coppy this side in ink so it will keep.
Now Mary Dear for the reccord and age of Old Betsy. In J.T. Delk's hands traded one 200 Dollar Orgon & one 35.00 violin 15.00 in money to my oldest brother Solimon Bennett Delk in Oceola Iowa. 250.00. kept it 54 years. He got it of Uncle Bill Kerns your Grand Ma's brother. Solimon kept it 35 years. Uncle Bill Kerns got it of his uncle Dave Kerns. Uncle kept it 27 years. He got it of his uncle William Kerns who bought it in Bublin Ireland of a french Italian by the name of Delonzo. William kept it 34 years. He paid for it 42 English Pounds. Thats why I would not sell it. Dear you will laugh when I tell you the truth about what I have been offered for it in Kansas. Pof. Hi Jones one 200 Dol horse one 75 Dol violin one 30 Dol Brood sow and 9 fine 80 and 90 pound pigs. Some trade but no trade. 300 Dollars cash too years ago last August. One violin 300 Dol and 250 Dol in money and from 100 to 150 dollars more than 20 times. That is why I sent it to you Dear for I was aftraid of temtation. But now I am safe. It is yours thank Providence and good luck. By By let me starve Old Betsy is safe.
Your Loving Uncle Joe Delk
Made this lemonade recipe for our Father's Day dinner and my daughter gave me the idea of shooting the photo above the glass. I picked the mint from the garden and brought in some complimentary colors. The recipe is so simple and very refreshing. Disclaimer: Aunt Frances is not my aunt, but I do know she made her nieces very happy with this treat.
Aunt Frances' Lemonade
4 lemons
4 limes
4 oranges
1 1/2 cups sugar
3 quarts of water
Juice the fruit and combine all the ingredients in a pitcher or other serving container. Chill or pour over ice. Slice fruit for a garnish. Enjoy!
Ok, technically she's my husband's aunt, but I claim her as my own. She will be 96 in just a few days,
Aunt Esther arrived. My father’s youngest sister pulled into our Wickham Road driveway. She was driving cross country by herself. As a child, growing up on the Saskatchewan prairie, she had been ill with scarlet fever, kept in bed for months. My father Max, older by six years, had been tasked by their mother to watch over her. For his whole life, he took his assignment seriously. But Esther, much to Max’s exasperation, had little use for anyone else’s direction, opinion, or protection. If he gave her unsolicited advice, she’d shake her tossle of loose curls, raise her hands in frustration and turn away. I heard my parents talking about her: Esther this and Esther that. My mother bristled at Esther’s criticism of her going along with my father too much.
Esther got out of the car. We stood along the drive to greet her. She waved away our gesture to hug hello. Instead, wearing short shorts and a sleeveless top, she did cartwheels across the front yard. Then walked on her hands back to us. No traces of sickliness in her lithe, tanned body now. I’d never seen a woman with dark hair on their legs or sprouting from their armpits. Was she a woman or a man? Something other, I decided.
#inktober2025 Day 7
From a collection of illustrated vignettes about my girlhood in Manhattan, Kansas.
Portrait of my aunt Alvina.
This picture was taken with:
* Canon 60d
* Canon Speedlight 580 EX II
* Softbox 50x50
* Canon EF 24-105 f/4
At the Missouri Botanical Garden.
www.missouribotanicalgarden.org
Thanks for viewing my photo albums:
My Aunt Julia having lunch with my two sons and me in a Lisbon restaurant. Done with "Brushes" on iPhone, my new sort of sketchbook
We so could be mother daughter/Aunt and Niece or whatever you feel we are.
But basically we are just such good friends the age gap doesn't mean anything for we are both forever young at heart.
Last night we had a good old natter mainly about both our little travels during September /October what with the hen do and wedding i attended and Janet's family visit. we also touched on the ethics of raising a trans child something we differing opinions on. Janet being way more supportive than i am on that subject.
Its good to discuss things like that though for opinions can change when presented with a different viewpoint.
I still feel a lot of trans children are moved in the wrong direction through kindness for I believe puberty is a great leveller of ones mental and emotional state with regards gender and sexuality. Just my view not right not wrong just my own experience really.
Anyway enough of the deep stuff,
Isn't this a lovely photo?
Wouldn't it have been so nice to have a loving Aunt Margie to help us explore our feminine side when we were young.
And now, something so diabolical, so fantastic, you'll be sitting on the edge of your toilet seat (with or without paper at your disposal... forgive the pun!!!!). She's ruthless, bloodthirsty, and wants revenge, and on her terms!
hasselblad 500c 80mm
my aunt rosie was in town this weekend from her home in hollywood, ca, visiting her parents, my grandparents. she was baking some homemade post-valentine's day cookies in the kitchen when i took these. she's adorable and gorgeous!
Momma done told you to pick up that mess! Now Aunt Da Bri's gotta come up in dis crib and knock some sense into ya!
Just got board at work and fixed up this shot. (Stupid flash blew out the shot). The hair was buggin' that day and I pulled a Claire :D
my Francis Bacon (painter) style artwork. i love my aunt & (late) uncle yet could not resist making this:
Located on Tom Sawyer Island, this used to sell sandwiches, etc., back in the day. (We tried it in the late 80's early 90's). Now it's down to 2 vending machines selling Coke products and water. I didn't think that the ham & cheese sandwiches were that great, but if they sold good food, you'd think that they would make more money. Just a thought. :-)
Aunt Jemima House ~ February 2016 ~ Saint Joseph, Missouri ~ Copyright ©2016 Bob Travaglione ~ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ~ www.FoToEdge.com