Pauline Baird Jones

  • The Magic Purse

    So I’m walking down the street in Cody, WY and I see this purse out of the corner of my eye. Now, heretofore, I’ve been a pretty conservative purse person. I’m more about function. But this one stopped me in my tracks. I mean, one moment I’m walking down the street, on course for lunch,…

  • I’m in the Mood for Love

    I was always pretty romantic. I played with Barbie dolls and Barbie always married Ken, but I wasn’t romantic about the real boys in my life until puberty short circuited most rational thought. It’s the only way I can explain that delusional period affectionately referred to as the high school years. I can still remember…

  • Sequoia Awestruck

    So, the hubs and I had occasion to travel to California last week on family business. When the business wrapped up, we had a chance to make a run up to Sequoia National Park. I had a cold and almost didn’t go, but I’m SO glad I did. I’ve always had a fascination with trees.…

  • What Grabs Your Attention?

    I don’t know why, but I’m drawn to quaint, country churches. I always slow down when I go past them when I’m driving and crane to look until they are out of sight when I’m not driving. They draw my gaze, almost without exception. Is it their charm? Because they are quaint? Because the characters…

  • When Change is More Magical Than Scary 🙂

    Sometimes change is scary. Sometimes it is magical. I prefer magical change to the scary kind. The scary kind feels life threatening, even though mostly it isn’t. Sometimes it feels like the above photo. Sailing out on this golden sea toward something not quite known, but it doesn’t matter that I don’t know, because I…

  • The Road Home

    We live in a really beautiful country. It is also a very BIG country. Holy cow, is it big! And there are places were AUTUMN happens! Like autumn with leaves changing colors and everything! While there is much to love about living in Texas, I do miss having more than a couple of seasons. And…

  • Digging the Clouds

    I used to lay in the grass, look at the clouds and dream. I looked for shapes, but I also used to wonder what was on the other side. I’m not so old, I didn’t know what was there, but hey, I was a kid. I still believed. I know Joni doesn’t much care for…

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    My Magic Purse

    So I’m walking down the street in Cody, WY and I see this purse out of the corner of my eye. Now, heretofore, I’ve been a pretty conservative purse person. I’m more about function. But this one stopped me in my tracks. I mean, one moment I’m walking down the street, on course for lunch,…