One Solitary Life is part of an essay by Dr. James Allen Francis describing the life of Jesus while here on earth. Read the words and listen to it recited.Continue Reading
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Time with Daughter No 3.
Jamie picked me up and took me to dinner Mother’s Day night
With her six children and one on the way, we seldom have uninterrupted conversations
we ate too much
she told me I have an addiction to sugar/sweets (I think she’s right)
she gave me a chocolate candy bar that I ate on the spot
we talked till the restaurant was nearly empty
i loved every minute spending time with her
thank you, jamie!
for all of my children…
“I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always,
As long as I’m living,
my baby you’ll be.”
Robert N. Munsch, Love You Forever
Lily White’s Party
Lily White’s Party…
Our daughter, Jill was telling me how recently she used a saying with her children that she remembered her dad saying to her as a child as she and her sisters prepared for bedtime. She knew he learned it from his mom and wondered where it came from. John would tell the girls, “Time for Kitty White’s Party”. Continue Reading
Think on These Things #18 ~ Fathers
Thank you , Dear LORD, for the fathers in our family. Strengthen those still with us, guide them and give them Your wisdom as they seek to raise the children You gave them, in a manner that reflects Your kindness, patience and love. The task is great, LORD. The influence of the world is unrelenting. Draw them ever closer to You and be their constant help.
Nineteen children are represented by the men in this photo.Continue Reading
Think on These Things #6 Springtime
Earlier this week I drove to my daughter, Erin’s home. It was early morning and because of the unusually warm temperature, there was a heavy fog that hadn’t yet burned off.
When I arrived I saw she had already planted her flower beds and applied mulch.
It looked beautiful in the misty veil and the friendly Pansy faces proclaimed
has sprung!
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Yesterday the twig was brown and bare;
To-day the glint of green is there;
Tomorrow will be leaflets spare;
I know no thing so wondrous fair,
No miracle so strangely rare.
I wonder what will next be there!
~L.H. Bailey
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What Is a PET?
What is a pet? Sometimes he is most resourceful. I don’t know how he managed it, but this is how I found my pillow-loving pup. Hearing a rustle while working at my computer, I turned around to see Raider, my miniature Schnauzer, in this unique position.
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After the Rain
Right after heavy rains, the front went through and the sky
The sun shown down and caused glistening raindrops
glowing golden leaves
vivid orange mums
and multicolored maples
~No wonder autumn is a favorite season for so many~
Autumn is youthful, mirthful, frolicsome ~ the child of summer’s joy ~ and
on every side there are suggestions of juvenility and mischief.
on every side there are suggestions of juvenility and mischief.
While spring is a careful artist who paints each flower
with delicate workmanship,
autumn flings whole pots of paint about in wild carelessness.
The crimson and scarlet colours reserved for roses and tulips are
splashed on the brambles till every bush is aflame, and the
old creeper-covered house blushes like a sunset.
Roger Wray
Roger Wray
Independence Day Celebration ~ The Parade
Hometown love for America…
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| A few words that popped into my head as we watched the parade |
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| Jamie and family |
God bless America,Land that I love.Stand beside her, and guide herThrough the night with a light from above.From the mountains, to the prairies,To the oceans, white with foamGod bless America, My home sweet homeGod bless America, My home sweet home.
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Magnolia House & Childhood Memories
This is the house I grew up in.
This is the house my dad built.
This is the house that holds all my childhood memories.
A Wintery, Icy Mix
This morning
Winter
a Mother Goose poem
Cold and raw the north wind doth blow,
Bleak in the morning early;
All the hills are covered with snow,
And winter’s now come fairly.
Bleak in the morning early;
All the hills are covered with snow,
And winter’s now come fairly.
a few winter photos
my grandson:
my (dead) car battery:
my guy:
my dog:
Despite the sometimes dreary days, I still like winter. I look forward to the rebirth of spring and the emerging flowers and greenery, but I would never give up winter’s peace and subdued colors.
To every [thing there is] a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven
Ecclesiastes3:1
Pilgrim and Indian Centerpiece for Thanksgiving Table
I gathered together a few pieces to create a Pilgrim and Indian centerpiece to brighten our kitchen table. A squash-shaped soup tureen on an oval serving plate with a couple of tiny orange pumpkins and a set of hand painted wooden figures purchased years ago from a craft fair.
Nesting Mourning Doves
Cambrie Noelle ~ A Baby Smile and God’s Masterpiece poem
Look who learned to smile at her Mom-Mom…
if you listen real close you’ll hear her tiny little coos.
if you listen real close you’ll hear her tiny little coos.
We had a delightful conversation!
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Babies are bits of stardust blown from the hand of God.
Lucky the woman who knows the pangs of birth for she has held a star.
Lucky the woman who knows the pangs of birth for she has held a star.
God’s Masterpiece
From graceful lilies pure and white,
God fashioned lovely skin,
Forget-me-nots he chose for eyes,
Then formed your baby chin.
He took a tulip bright and red —
‘Twas one that did not fade;
A softer, sweeter little mouth
Before was never made.
Another flower next He used —
A rosebud, pink and fair;
Touched it to your dimpled cheeks
And bade it blossom there.
Then with His magic fingers picked
Two morning glories white;
Curled and shaped your little ears,
Soon they were fastened tight.
That crowning bit of golden down
Will soon become your hair;
He gathered pollen from the flowers,
And sprinkled it with care.
For dainty little fingers dear
And precious, tiny toes,
He used slender daisy frills;
A snowdrop made your nose.
This world and all within it
He created here for man;
But Baby was “God’s Masterpiece”
Since time and life began!
(Poem by Dora Dinsmore)
Watercolor Christmas Church
I love this watercolor Christmas church painting. It was done by our daughter, Jill during one of her home schooled high school years. I love the soft colors and the glow of the little church in the snow. Learning to paint with watercolors is on my “bucket” list 🙂
Boyhood Treasures
My husband has a small collection of boyhood treasure that somehow survived from his childhood.
Seeing each treasure helps me know a little about the boy who grew to be the man who has shared my life and walked beside me all these years.
