A Milk-Can With My Coffee

When the day starts with a stop at a coffee shop, it bodes well. Quite well. I got a Pumpkin Pie Cappuccino; I tell you, it's an obsession. The only thing that could have made this stop any better was if it involved a rendezvous with my man. 

Wait a second.

It did. 

He met me at 0730.

I liked this semi-spontaneous date. 

I think he did too. 

We sat outside, sipping coffee and eating an egg sandwich on a croissant. 

Being a gentleman, he sat on my chair first and dried it off.

It was a good thing I had the coffee as I am quite sure it made my mind sharper because

as I got nearer home, I remembered there was an auction in Springs today. 

On that auction, there was listed an item I was interested in:

a milk-can, painted by the one and only Alta Bender. 

(That's my grandma.)

I texted my sister-in-law to see if she was there.

She was.

I wondered if the item had sold yet. 

It hadn't. 

I wondered if she would bid on it for me.

She would. 

Then I found out what was on the milk-can:

A painting of our farm!

I had no idea; I just wanted to bid because it was something done by Grandma. 

Back in March 1987 this was painted:

And here I thought my day couldn't get any better than coffee with Leo. 

I love picking out the familiar and noting the differences that 26 years makes. 

What a gift. 

And to think, if I hadn't thought of the auction when I did, I would have completely missed it. 

I first texted her at 0934 and it sold at 0946. 

I was going to give it to Leo for an anniversary gift, but I couldn't wait; I was too excited. 

And really, the only thing that could make this any better?

A John Deere tractor!

A JD 4010 perhaps…

Love, love, love it!!!

Love,

Dianne