Wednesday, October 29, 2008


Since this is the time for goblins and bats...

Halloween spirits and ghosts and cats.

Weird happenings and witches brew...

These are the things I wish for you.

May the only ghost that comes to stay,

Be the Holy Ghost to guide your way.

May the only spirits you chance to meet...

Be the spirit of love and warm friends sweet.

May the tricks that you are asked to do,

Be the tricks of making a friend or two.

And of helping another along the way,

To add happiness into their day.

These are Halloween wishes just for you,

And may God bless you in all you do!!

Monday, October 27, 2008


I took the boys home Sunday and here are some pictures made while I was there. My son-in-law was cutting wood and it was so pretty in the woods. I wanted to stay for a long time, but Bill was getting tired and couldn't wait to get back home. Lisa cooked a big pot of beef stew...made from a cow they had butchered. Look for the puppies below. I fell in love with them.
Donaldo headed for the woods.

Moss on a log....

The work spot.

This tree is huge.....

Lisa, Ryan and Lucas.

Me...inside the tree.

Lisa thought this one need to be straightened up!!!!

Log Splitting....

Lisa's husband, Donaldo using the log splitter.
Wagon Full. this is an oak tree. How many good warm fires will this make?

Lisa helping to move the splitter.

A felled tree.

Three Pyrenees Puppies. I would bring one of these home with me in a minute if they would stay this size. They are so adorable! Two males and one female.

More Puppy Photos....

They are learning to howl.....
and to scares them when it comes out of their mouth....

I think I am in love!

Lucas with "Little Girl."

And Ryan with "Little Man."

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Smiley Face Biscuit....

Ryan and Lucas have been with me for five days. Not much time to post, but I wanted you to see the biscuit I made for them this morning. I always make them a smiley face biscuit when they are here. I hope that will be one of their fondest memories of me. I will take them home tomorrow and their fall break is over. They are not too happy about that! Already they are talking about when the next one will be. I'm looking forward I can make another biscuit that smiles!

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Fall Leaves.....

I wrote this poem for my grandson Ryan when he was around two years old. Now he is twenty one!
I used to be green,
But now I am brown....
Why do I keep falling
All the way to the ground?
I was happy up in this tree.
Please try to explain...
What's happening to me?
My friends are all gone,
I see them below.
It won't be long
'Till they're covered with snow.
I wish it were Spring...
It won't be long;
'Till Ole Man Winter
Has come and gone.
Then I'll be back
With all my friends....
But somehow this falling
Just NEVER ends!

Monday, October 13, 2008

Wash Board.....

How many of you have one of these? This one belonged to my Mother. I never used it, but I can remember my Mother scrubbing clothes on this very board. If we had to do that today, I have a feeling our backs wouldn't last very long. Besides scrubbing on the board, most people had to carry their water either from a spring or a barrel that caught rain water from the house. I guess we are spoiled today....but I am so thankful for my running water and my wonderful washing machine. But if times get bad enough, I have my wash board and my rain barrel ready......and pray my back holds out!

Sunday, October 05, 2008

STORY....Puppy Size.....

"Danielle keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been back to this animal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this," the mother told the volunteer. "What is it she keeps asking for?" the volunteer asked. "Puppy size!" replied the mother.
"Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for," "I know we have seen most of them," the mom said in frustration. Just then Danielle came walking into the office. "Well, did you find one?" asked her mom. "No, not this time," Danielle said with sadness in her voice. "Can we come back on the weekend?"

The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed, "You never know when we will get more dogs." Unfortunately, there's always a supply," the volunteer said. Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. "Don't worry, I'll find one the weekend," she said. Over the next few days both Mom and Dad had long conversations with her. They both felt she was being too particular. "It's this weekend or we're not looking any more," Dad finally said in frustration.

"We don't want to hear anything more about puppy size either," Mom added. Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning. By now Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that housed the smaller dogs. Tired of the routine, mom sat in the small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages. There was an observation window so you could see the animals during times when visitors were't permitted. Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically to take a closer look. One by one the dogs were brought out and she held each one. One by one she said, "Sorry, but you're not the one." It was the last cage on the last day in search of the perfect pup. The volunteer opened the cage for and the child carefully picked up the dog and held it closely. This time she took a little longer. "Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!" She screamed with joy. "It's the puppy size!"

"But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few weeks," Mom said. " No not SIZE.... The SIGHS. When I held him in my arms, he sighed," she said. "Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sighs!" The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't know whether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to the child, she did a little of both. "Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy comes home from work and hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms," she said. Then, holding the puppy up close to her face, she said, "Mom, he loves me, I heard the sighs of his heart.

Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes you sigh. I not only find it in the arms of my loved ones, but in the caress of a sunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush of cool air on a hot day. They are the sighs of God. Take the time to stop and listen; you will be surprised at what you hear. Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

Friday, October 03, 2008

Quilts and Cool Weather....

Cathy over at The Piece Maker and this cooler weather made me think about quilts. I pieced this top two years ago and it still isn't quilted. Maybe...that will be a good project for this winter. Maybe.....I will start a "quilting bee." Isn't that what it was called, when several ladies got together and quilted? I would love that, and my Mother's quilting frames are just standing there waiting to be used again. Oh, the joy!