What is a monkeybox?

When I was a little girl, we had a pet monkey named Amanda. My Dad worked in the produce business, so each night he brought home that days culls in a big box - spotty cucumbers, pithy apples, limp celery, moldy oranges and the like. We called it a monkeybox. It was really just trash, but my Mom would take each piece of fruit and trim it, pare it and cut it up to make a beautiful fruit platter for Amanda. Even though it was deemed trash by one, it still had life left in it and was good for the purpose we needed it. That's how I live my life - thrifting, yard saling, looking for another's trash to be my treasure.

Thursday, January 25, 2007


I'm not sure exactly what was going on this morning, but it was very smokey outside. Here at the house it wasn't smokey, but once we got to school, which is less than 1/2 mile away, the smoke was very thick and hanging low.

After I dropped off DS, I went home the back way through the curvy roads and dirt roads to see if I could find the fire. I never did find it. I imagine a farmer was burning off his fields. The smoke combined with the intense morning sun and the frosty trees and grass really made it a beautiful ride home. The morning sun hasn't shone in more than a week, so it was a welcome sight.

I normally take the busy highway home in the morning and pass the same parents in the same cars and do the same one handed wave to them as we pass. Although that is a nice morning ritual, I did enjoy my little country ride home this morning. I think I shall take the road less travelled a little more often.

But, don't fool yourself. Even though it was a beautiful morning - I would have traded all this for another hour or two (or three) of sleep!


  1. Anonymous4:14 PM

    Your pictures are really pretty. They look like something you could enter in a contest.


  2. Dang girl, you can write AND take cool photos. Publish girl, publish!!!

  3. Nice pictures...what a pretty drive you has this morning.


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