Long forgotten in a prairie field....
Bringing the popcorn to you....
Waiting to carry passengers around the Muckross estate in Killarney....
Another use for tired old farm carts....
Still making them like they used to when our country was young....
And when I was young (er), this was as far as I could ever get to doing a cartwheel. Somehow, those legs never wanted to get off the ground in an orderly fashion and, at this point in the move, I would collapse on the ground in a heap. How I envied the other kids who could do it. I know there was a trick they weren't sharing. Right?
Is that cart in your front yard? How lovely, if I passed by, I would for sure snaop it and post it! I never could cartwheel, either! Phil and I were talking the other day about this. what is the difference between a cart,and a wagon?
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely right, cos I couldn't do them either.
ReplyDeleteYou've gathered together some beautiful cartwheels for today, Stephanie, and woven them seamlessly into your theme.
call over, when you can, to my place, there's a little something for you.
I particularly loved the first picture... there's just something about abandoned things that makes for romantic and evocative pictures :)
ReplyDeleteI loved all of your cartwheels--especially the last. For the life of me, I couldn't do them, either.
ReplyDeleteword verification: foolin (as in fooling around? I tried for hours and hours to do cartwheels, flips and handstands...all to no avail).
I love the praire picture of the carwheels. I could never do one either.
ReplyDeleteSo, my informal survey reveals, so far, that 4 out of 5 are unable to do cartwheels? Just too busy knitting, maybe.
ReplyDeleteGinny - the cart with flowers is also on the Muckross estate in Killarney.
I think maybe a cart has only two wheels but, if so, my first photo takes some liberties.