tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23098298965946846212011-11-27T16:31:16.771-08:00The sands of time wait for no one.Sand-in-stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14013543624947754357noreply@blogger.comBlogger321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2309829896594684621.post-32546343169346206872011-02-28T12:49:00.001-08:002011-02-28T13:20:18.820-08:00

Hello there old friends... Been a llloooonnnngggggggg while, I know. I think I got abducted by aliens. How many of you have been reading a book, laid it down and when you went back to get it, couldn't find it?Well, it has happened so many times I can not count. And it has happened, once again. I usually read several books at one time, so it is not unusual for me to misplace one,but right now I

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I learned this morning on K-Love radio... the 10Th circuit court of appeals in Denver has just ruled that crosses that were erected to memorialize fallen Highway Patrol officers are now unconstitutional. These crosses (14) have the sanctions of the Highway Patrol and were erected on public property. Isn't there at least one cross on every major highway in America?Also, in Michigan: Just a small

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Oftentimes I have wondered just why Good Friday is referred to as "Good". Some part of my Christian beliefs told me that it was because Christ died for our sins on that day... hence it is "good" for us. Today while listening to K-Love radio I learned that in some archaic culture good meant Holy.... so now it all makes since... Good Friday is Holy Friday, because the most Holy of Holy men was

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This winter has been a total bear for me. I have been struggling with so many things, but the sun is waking me to a new day. I don't know what it will bring but I am opening my eyes, taking a deep breath and standing tall with my arms wide open.Bring it, Lord.

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It is so amazing to watch the snow slowly melting away. It is like layers of shell are slowly being scaled away from my heart and the light is finally breakingthrough the tough leather veneer that has encased it permitting its own natural glow to emerge.Even though we have had no sunshine since Saturday the melt is active and ongoing. Spring is on its way. It is evident in everything around us.

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YEE-HAW!The thermometer says 32 degrees... FINALLY. The winds have died down a bit and we have actual drips from the icicles dangling from the roof and every surface edge in sight. Thank YOU LORD!I want to come out of my cave, but fear getting caught unawares by the next wave to come through, at some not to distant moment. Don't want to be caught basking in the sun just yet.I read something on "

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Well, I am not sure if this will go through or not. It has been so very long since I have had a post. I have tried and tried so many times to figure out how I managed to lock my blog up. All my previous efforts have failed. My apologies to all my followers and fellow bloggers. But here goes.We had a tremendous snow storm on Fri night. There are claims from 6 to 12 inches. There was a lot of snow

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Once upon a time there was a very timid young girl living on a big farm in the southern regions of the Ohio valley. She had her dog, Shep, to play with when permitted, some piglets when the sows were friendly, her imaginary friends and sometimes a kitten.Daddy would always get his chores done in the early morning, feeding and watering six to eight hundred hogs ranging in size from little piglets

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The sands of time keep tricklin' onward... as this pebble crawls to the side. Sorry I have been so absent of late. I was preparing for a visit from my niece, trying to recapture my house, lawn and flowerbeds.Heaven, my granddaughter made the point... "Nana, you didn't need to do all that cleaning... since she hardly left the sofa the whole time she was here." Kids can be brutally honest sometimes

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Started reading Tender Graces and CANNOT put it down.When I received Tender Graces in the mail last week I was SO excited. My Heaven said... "so just start reading it already." But I knew I could not. I had started reading Anne Frank by the time it arrived... and simply knew that if I didn't finish Anne Frank right then, and went ahead and started Tender Graces... that I would NEVER get back to

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DRAWING FOR BOOK: THE WINNER OF THE DRAWING IS SANDI SAMS! I put all the names in one of my favorite red bowls and had Good Man Roger draw from them. Click on her name and go by and congratulate her.And Sandi has chosen a copy of Tender Graces. Thank you Sandi.Thank you all for entering.WOW!!!I won! I won! I RRRRRREEEEEEEEEAALLLLLYYYYY won! I really did want to win this one and was totally

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Somehow stings, yarns, cords seem to always get tangled... kind of like our lives. Today, as I was sitting in the shade resting after hoeing around my timid little tomato plants, I thought I would untangle the the cord that I had attached to two sticks to use as a guide for my garden rows. They had gotten tangled up last week after planting a few rows of beans and corn.The task brought to mind a

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Green grass, green leaves budding, filling the vast void between the boughs. Blossoms of daffodils, tulips, forsythia, lilac and red bud filling the air with fragrant (I try to remember the wonderful smells) aromas. Spring is so awesome with its new birth and regrowth... it is simply euphoric... how can you not have a perpetual smile on your face and song in your heart when the Lord paints new

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I start and stop... then become lost..... not knowing just what to continue on with... where am I headed?? What to do with what I have? There are not real answers. Just more dilemmas. I don't know who I am anymore, nor where I am headed. So I float aimlessly just under the radar in hopes of veering off into some place other than where I am. Easily distracted, I try to figure out just where I am

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The kids Easter Baskets ready, sitting on the kitchen table, awaiting deleivry was too much temptation for Meeka... she LOVES chocolate... so as I headed out Sunday morning to Sunrise Service I left her outside in the dark early morning spring air.After a lovely service at church and picking up and delivering the kids back home with their bounty I sat down at my desk for a relaxing time at the

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Why do I always do it!?!Every Easter I go to the store and buy candy for the kids Easter basket/bucket, and EVERY time I get WAY too much stuff.Like they need it!A couple of weeks ago I saw these cute chocolate bunnies. I bought 3 of them... one each for Jon, Devon and Heaven. I also picked up bags of Reese's Peanut Butter Eggs, Twix Bars and Hershey's Cookies & Cream. I ate some of the Twix bars

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My apologies for my absence and neglect. I have been struggling to shake the late winter doldrums. Not sure I want to delve into that any further right now.But...Spring has finally made it to southern Ohio. Hard to believe that this very long winter is finally coming to a close. I don't doubt that we may see snow flurries yet... rising this morning I heard news of the blizzards in Montana...

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The winter funk has had hold of me for long enough! It is time to shrug it off and push through into the light.The gripping chill of the days and the gripping ice lock of the night have had way too much power over me and my thoughts of late. Writing? What is that? Even my resolve to clean and organize my home has gone into the Arctic zone.Yes, I did manage to find my bedroom... YEAH! A major

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A-Altar that one place we must all kneel at one pointB- BOOKS... what else.C- Curiosity, goes right along with CATSD-Daddy... the one person who made the larges imprint on my lifeDD-Double duty for dreaming...E- energy... something that is often times lackingF-free flow thoughtsG-grain... for the horsesH-Home! no place better.... then there's horsesI-incredible imaginationJ-jinks myself a bit

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It's FFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDAAAAAYYYY!!!!(said with a defined Tarzan, chest thumping, throat vibrating bellow) Yes, it is Friday the 13th. The day many fear and dread. Many will crawl into their proverbial cave and hibernate until the midnight hour when it may be safe to emerge.Lacking the liberty of the cave dwellers, over the years I have come to realize that the number 13 is

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Thank Heaven the sun is out today. I have been kind of in a funk this past couple of weeks. The winds seem to be blowin' in new vibrations. As you may have noticed I have been revampin' the blog. Kind of tryin' out a new look and experimenting with what can be done. I have added a little survey thingy... since I am naturally the curious one.Last month I mentioned that I needed to do some

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A giddy, giggling toe-headed toddlerSpins, dancing, dreamingCuddling the kittenAs we watch...She spins on.We watch her spin into dreamlandWatch as she dreams of AngelsWhen did it all change?When did she fall into slumber?Surely the child grows sleepy andMust rest from all this play.We try to gather her to us asThe Angels lift her upShe is right over thereThough none can reach herThe Angels carry

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Come on, Mom... I want to go out and play.... PPPLLLLLEEEEEEEESSSSEEEEEEEE! NO! It is still WAY too cold... maybe tomorrow, baby Night.The kitties are battling cabin fever... about as much as me... except they battle it, or at least Night and Valentino do by aggravating the girls: Prancer, TarTar and Mooney.Me, I'm just trying to stay out of the deep pit of despair by dreaming of springtime and

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I awake to, thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk... what could it be?? Where is my book of quotes when I need it? Where is the sunshine when you really need it? The branches sway with a stiff, reluctant heaviness that threatens to break them should the winds increase. We must bend and not break, they cry. Knowing how limited bending is in this unforgiving arctic. With no sun, frost clinging to everything

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"Come on, Mom, let's go for a walk." Meeka seems to be saying. The temp is 20 with a chilly wind. Just when your dreaming about pulling out the tank tops and sandals, ol' man winter reminds you he isn't finished yet. This is only a taste. But I'll wait to see what comes tomorrow. I remain optimistic. At least I can hope for sunshine. The horses, on the other hand, hope for green sprigs. Oh, to

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We bundle in fleecy layers to ward of the frigid weather. Each movement tends to be be jerky and awkward, reluctant then deliberate. The sun shows up to brighten the grey skies and dispels gloom, but it often does little to ward of the dulldrums we find ourselves falling into.My fingers and toes are cold though the inside temps tell me they are at a respectable level. My back aches from the lack

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My dear friend Joy is cleaning, clearing the house of the old and extraneous. This is something that keeps occurring to me as something that should be helpful to me. The urge seems stronger this year than many others... probably because Joy is so good at it and keeps a neat home... and I feel the need to follow suit. After all, "Cleanliness it next to Godliness." Or so I was repeatedly told by

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The arrival of the new year brought the welcomed arrival of several seed catalogs. As I look out my window at the barren trees swaying naked in the arctic like breeze and watch the fluffy white flakes float through the air, slowing accumulating on the ground, in cracks & crevices of the trees, and along the fence line it is difficult to picture the earth in full bloom and radiating with the

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Alabama Judge Roy MooreSome of you may be wondering what Judge Roy Moore has been doing since he was removed from the bench for refusing to remove the Ten Commandments from his courtroom wall. Please read the poem he wrote.Judge Moore was sued by the ACLU for displaying the Ten Commandments in his courtroom foyer. He has been stripped of his judgeship and now they are trying to strip his right to

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It is never too late to start anew. The begining of a new year is always a wonderful time to begin some new adventure and renew old mantras. I had considered for a very long time... creating a blog... but the timing came due when my best friend Joy launched her blog: //silkscreams.blogspot.com/ Where she asks "Do you know me?" In reponse I would have to reply... I'm just begining to know you my

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