Sunday, September 14, 2014

sweet sixteen!

Her birthday started early with a Rend Collective concert.
On the way home we sang Happy Birthday at exactly midnight!
Friends dropped by with card and sweet presents! (wish I had taken a picture of them)
A few surprises, planned by her brother, included a cake and piƱata at Friday night youth worship, a late night trip, with a couple of friends, to eat, and a sleepover (sleepover not planned by brother).
Next up, a Gator game with Dad (and Mom - by default - extra ticket available at the last minute) Really there were six of us. Hannah, Mom and Dad, a brother, an uncle and a grandfather. But Dad did tell her he was taking her for her birthday. She loves every minute of cheering on the Gators. She was born on a game day and has been going since the year she was born. She really bleeds orange and blue. Go Gators!

Discussing a movie for later tonight...
Still deciding when and how to celebrate with family.

Hoping this next year is your favorite (so far), Hannah! I love you with all of my heart and am so thankful that you love God and others! That is all Jesus did when he came and it's what he asks you to do. I know He has great plans for your life and I am honored to be a part of them.
*all pictures taken with phones and some are certainly better than others

Saturday, September 13, 2014

friday morning

He told me to move slow. My iPad and a steady rain made it easy to obey. I still crawled out before eight. Four deaths in our community this week, friends or relatives of friends, has caused a sadness and heavy heart knowing others are hurting.

Monday, August 25, 2014

clogged duct

If it is taking over two hours for your clothes to dry I recommend you not turn your dryer to high, set it for forty-five minutes and leave the house. After calling the dryer vent guy we now know why no air was getting through the vent. A rather large birds nest, complete with at least six eggs, was removed. Drying time, for a full load of laundry, is back down to thirty five minutes. Feeling rather thankful I didn't burn the house down.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

a few months ago...

a loud pop followed by a shatter = new oven

Saturday, August 16, 2014


old friends
 master arborist
trees killed by lightning gone
animal pen facelift
loving productive days

Monday, August 11, 2014

Happy Birthday, Dad! 8.11.2014

Today is Dad's birthday! We had a very small family dinner yesterday. It was about half the size of our normal small family dinners. Dad is in an eating slump so dinner is not too enjoyable for him. He did enjoy his ice cream cake because no matter how little he eats ice cream has become a food group for him. So happy to be celebrating a birthday we were scared we might not see. It is an interesting dance of emotions when dealing with brain issues. So many daily occurrences are nothing like they have been our whole lives. Other things happen and, for just a minute, everything seems to be the way it used to be. The twist comes when his reasoning is not characteristic of his personality. He definitely keeps us guessing and we laugh continually. So thankful for the many laughs. While this journey is hard it is filled with many blessings. My mom is a tremendous blessing to Dad. Thanks Mom, for all you do.

Saturday, July 26, 2014

in the garden

I come to the garden alone,
 While the dew is still on the roses,
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
 The Son of God discloses.
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.
He speaks, and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
 And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing.
 I’d stay in the garden with Him,
 Though the night around me be falling,
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
 His voice to me is calling.
Charles A. Miles, 1913

Wednesday, February 05, 2014


Up from the ground came a very nice tomato plant, that I did not plant. If I had, it surely would not have looked this good. Frost was coming so I covered the plant and everything was saved. The next cold blast came in the middle of hospital stays and brain surgery and Christmas celebrations; so I picked the tomatoes in hopes that they would ripen after the fact. Sadly, it was not meant to be. They were as hard as a rock at picking and, even though one had begun to turn red, they never did do much. Some began getting brown spots and I eventually tossed them. It was fun while it lasted and quite a novelty in our house. Reminded us of the time we fed the goats watermelon and after moving the goat pen we had watermelon the next winter.

Monday, February 03, 2014

oyster roast


My brother hosted an oyster roast.
We had a great time with family and friends and of course good food.
Missing Seth.
Thank you, Chris!