My Little Corner

5/29/13

I was thinking, (very early this morning in a state of REM) about bees, fish, ashes for my compost..you know how it goes when you're dreaming. I don't see many bees anymore, not like it used to be. I've had a wonderful life, but now I worry; worry about the bee population..the fish population and the state of our country. The people who make the big decisions for us it seems, are making huge blunders for us. Are we going forward? Is some of the so-called 'progress' going to end up destroying us? I know that it is destroying the fish and bee population, among many other things.
  Our country is full of homeless, starving people, yet millions of dollars are sent overseas to feed and care for the hungry. Not that that is wrong, it's just a matter of priority as far as I'm concerned. What are America's priorities? It's reaching a point that I cannot contribute or donate to help, as I'm beginning to watch my dollars. Laws that we know nothing about are being passed daily that will end up debilitating our people, our country. That is just my humble opinion. What can I do about it; single solitary me? Nothing, except try to make my small corner of this planet a little better. I plant trees in my small corner..I plant flowers not just for the beauty, but for the possibility that it will attract a few more bees. It seemingly hasn't. Why? What is going on? Something is killing them.
 I think of the oil spills that are killing our fish and sea birds. Is that progress? In a sense, maybe. But there's got to be a balancing scale that will not only be contributing to us, but keep them safe also.
 I think of many things. Things that are just not 'right' in our battle toward 'Progress'. It bothers me that it is going to affect our younger generation.
 As far as the ashes go..that will help fertilize the vegetable garden in my small corner of the world.

(photo taken by my brother 2010)

He is Risen

It's almost another Easter for me...Seventy-three Easter's so far.
I don't wait for Easter or Christmas or Palm Sunday to be so thankful for all
that God has done for me in my lifetime. I am thankful daily.
I am so grateful for all the small, seemingly insignificant things in my life..
a warm bed; a home to shelter me, good food to eat, water to drink and bathe in.
I try very hard not to take these gifts for granted.
The priviledge of air conditioning in the hot summer, heat in the coldest winter.
I'm thankful for Thrift Stores...yes, thrift stores, where almost all my nicest clothes
are purchased..and yard sales.  These things may seem small, but to me they are
huge gifts in my life.
The biggest gifts from God to me, are my beautiful, loving family that He has
blessed me with; my loving animals who keep me busy daily and love me unconditionly.
For the priviledge to have lived this long to see so many, many changes on this
beautiful earth that I call home..the excitement of the seasonal changes, especially
Spring, when I get to watch the things that I've planted come back to life.
I am all grateful that He has Risen..He has Risen.
Thank you God from this undeserving soul. Bless me, bless my family, bless my
friends.

I've Waited Too Long To Post More

OK..it's now March 24th 2013 and so much has gone on since I last posted!
Grandkids: Stephanie, Alixe, Ricky and Marshall (along with Nick & Beau)!
Wow! Great grandkids: Shepherd, Josephine, Jonah and Sullivan; in that order.

With our Grandchildren, Alixe was left out of most all of daylight outdoor activities, after finding out
that she had XP. I have wished so, so many times that she could have been involved with all of the
festivals, parades and Fair activities that Harold & I used to work. Stephanie used to help us sell
balloons at parades and work festivals with us. Sometimes we would take Ricky to festivals with us, but Harold died before Marshall was born. Alixe's outdoor fun was the minute the sun went down.
I've also often wished that Harold had lived long enough to meet Alan (Stepanie's husband) and David (Alixe's husband), he would have really liked them both. They are prime examples of what a
fine young man should be, especially with their wives and children. The great-grandchildren would have had Harold in the palm of their hands.
Being allowed to live long enough to watch my grandchildren grow into adults (Marshall will be
16 in October), has been so rewarding. I have learned so much from them. The extra treat has
been to see my great grandchildren enter this earth, watch them as they learn, play, and forge ahead.

Also watching as their parents raise them in God's way. Above photo: Stephanie, Alan and Shepherd
(standing), Josephine and Sullivan.

David and Alixe.

David, Alixe and Jonah, Dec. 2012.                                                                                                 Ricky 2009

Marshall 2012