None who have always been free
can understand the terrible
fascinating power of the hope of
freedom to those who are not free.
- Pearl S. Buck
May freedom ring today for all who desire it!
Friday, July 4, 2008
Happy Fourth of July... and other stuff...
Here's a picture of me (yacking as usual), and two dear friends, Silver Valley Girl (you can check out her blog by clicking the link in My Favorite Places) and DeAnn (not a blogger... yet).
I have the most unfortunate way of missing birthdays, or at least remembering them late. I have two friends with July 4th birthdays and one with a July 3rd birthday.
This time I prepared early and sent ecards... unfortunately I sent them to their old email addressess... that were over a year old... I did just resend to the corrected addresses... boohoohoo... no matter how carefully I plan sometimes, I still goof up. Let's hope I remember my anniversary tomorrow... Ha!
Anyway, Happy Birthday to my dear friend, Silver Valley Girl, to my cousin Deborah and to another dear friend, Peggy! I hope your celebrations were filled with fun and love!
I have the most unfortunate way of missing birthdays, or at least remembering them late. I have two friends with July 4th birthdays and one with a July 3rd birthday.
This time I prepared early and sent ecards... unfortunately I sent them to their old email addressess... that were over a year old... I did just resend to the corrected addresses... boohoohoo... no matter how carefully I plan sometimes, I still goof up. Let's hope I remember my anniversary tomorrow... Ha!
Anyway, Happy Birthday to my dear friend, Silver Valley Girl, to my cousin Deborah and to another dear friend, Peggy! I hope your celebrations were filled with fun and love!
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
How Did We Get To July Already?
July is here! Summer has gone by so fast. I haven't even scratched the surface of all the jobs I planned to do.
PJ has been prepping the house for it's new paint job! It's way past time for it to be done. There is a lot of work just to prep. He's removed all the gutters, washed down the dirt and spiders, caulked, nailed... I think the actual painting will be the easiest part.
Our garden and yard is in a sad state of neglect. That's another big to-do item. This fall I plan to redo my front flower beds with all new bulbs. I've grown weary of my iris plants. They have taken over and have not looked very pretty that past two summers. I want more tulips, hyacynth, snap dragons, columbine...
I've only read one book this summer. A light mystery. I have hundreds of books and so little time! Plus, I need to get my new glasses. I have put off getting the bifocals, and my boys laugh when they see me trying to focus on a book or magazine! You get the picture!
I've written a couple more poems. I like the simplicity and complexity of a poem. That sounds like a contradiction, but for me it isn't. Even in the shortest verse, there can be a myriad of messages. Some placed by the writer and some discovered by the reader's own life experiences. I may see it one way, and you another way altogether.
My art projects have been put on hold while we get the "have to dos" done.
Hugs to all...
PJ has been prepping the house for it's new paint job! It's way past time for it to be done. There is a lot of work just to prep. He's removed all the gutters, washed down the dirt and spiders, caulked, nailed... I think the actual painting will be the easiest part.
Our garden and yard is in a sad state of neglect. That's another big to-do item. This fall I plan to redo my front flower beds with all new bulbs. I've grown weary of my iris plants. They have taken over and have not looked very pretty that past two summers. I want more tulips, hyacynth, snap dragons, columbine...
I've only read one book this summer. A light mystery. I have hundreds of books and so little time! Plus, I need to get my new glasses. I have put off getting the bifocals, and my boys laugh when they see me trying to focus on a book or magazine! You get the picture!
I've written a couple more poems. I like the simplicity and complexity of a poem. That sounds like a contradiction, but for me it isn't. Even in the shortest verse, there can be a myriad of messages. Some placed by the writer and some discovered by the reader's own life experiences. I may see it one way, and you another way altogether.
My art projects have been put on hold while we get the "have to dos" done.
Hugs to all...
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