I'm sure tired of shoveling
But it sure is pretty to look at
all bundled up
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Palomino Wishing Stone
Today I got my Country magazine in the mail. As I was looking through it I came upon a story titled The Palomino Wishing Stone. I thought to myself "some other family has the palomino wishing stone tradition?", and then I looked at the author and to my surprise it was my sister Andrea who had submitted the story. It brought happy tears . My Dad would have been so proud to see that one of his children had made it into his favorite magazine.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Short sassy haircut
Monday, December 8, 2008
Friday, December 5, 2008
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Loving Family Gathering
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Son in Seattle
When I first started this blog I was very focused on my new grandson. But I would like to talk about my brilliant son who is living with his partner in Seattle. He is the most incredible person and I'm not even being prejudice , everyone who knows him agrees. He's a scientist, a philosopher, a herbologist, and so much more......
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Happiness
My oldest sister sent out an email this morning about being happy. These are some words by J. Ruth Gendler from The Book of Qualities about a close relative of happiness
JOY
Joy drinks pure water. She has sat with dying and attended many births.She denies nothing. She is in love with life, All of it , the sun, and the rain and the rainbow. She rides horses at Half Moon Bay under the October moon. She climbs Mountains. She sings in the hills. She jumps from the hot spring to the cold stream without hesitation.
Although joy is spontaneous, she is immensely patient. She does not need to rush. She knows that there are obstacles on every path and that every moment is the perfect moment. She is not concerned with success or failure or how to make things permanent.
At times Joy is elusive- she seems to disappear even as we approach her. I see her standing on a ridge covered with oak trees, and suddenly the distance between us seems
enormous. I am overwhelmed and wonder if the effort to reach her is worth it. Yet, she waits for us. Her desire to walk with us is as great as our longing to accompany her.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Friday, October 31, 2008
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