My Friend Bonnie

donna and I-L 3- Clocks-1-L 57 cat-1-L 58 table detail-1-L 53 chandelier-1-LBonnie Wright scared me to death when I first met her.

I was employed for fifteen years with a local non-profit. Most of that time, Bonnie was the CEO of that organization. She never gave me any reason to be frightened. In fact, this lady was an awesome, intelligent, and caring CEO; I have fond memories of my employment. But I was just a little country girl employed at a lowly position, and she was—well, CEO. At the time, the gap between our social stations seemed overwhelming—to me, anyway. Over time, Bonnie’s warm personality melted my unwarranted fear, and we developed a lasting friendship.

So Bonnie and her friend, Mary, visited my homestead earlier this month. She brought along a professional-level camera (a nice change from my plastic point-and-shoot). Before they left, Bonnie said she would send me the pictures; I gave them an endangered Tohono O’odham I’itoi onion to take home.

Bonnie is now a professional photographer. Her work reflects the quality and excellence that she devotes to everything she does.

Over the next few weeks, I’ll be sharing some of the photos she took at my little farm. Here is the first installment, entitled, “Our Home.”

The following excerpt from my book, Baskets for Butterflies, describes our house and property.

“My husband, Jimmy, and I are not wealthy people. We’re common folk, earning a living as best we can. Our lifestyle is simple, old-fashioned, and close to the earth. We have a small home on one-and-one-half acres with an organic heirloom garden and a few animals. This is not a fancy ranch; it’s just a small hobby farm. The house needs to be painted, the drip irrigation system leaks, and the chain-link fence leans…”

Jimmy and I have discovered that solidly made antiques can be purchased at auctions for prices less than those for new cardboard furniture at the local stores. So don’t get the wrong impression about our practical little home. (Thankfully, Bonnie’s camera avoided my dilapidated kitchen!)

One of the photos captures a lovely collection of authentic shelf, mantle, and kitchen clocks, dating from the 1800’s. These beauties keep time with a pendulum powered from a key-wound spring. I found myself drawn to the nearly lost science of ‘horology’ (time-keeping and clock-making). I clean and repair antique clocks for use in our home.

I hope you enjoy the photos.

Thank you, Bonnie, for your ongoing friendship.

Pictures courtesy Bonnie Wright’s Photography.


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