Flowers

 You know, sometimes I'm not a people person, but I'll never not be a flower person. 

The Good Dishes

 This weekend I bought another set of dishes. They're really old and some parts of the set are collector's items. I love the set, but more importantly I really loved the lady that owned them before me. Dwight's aunt who loved me and treated me as part of the family as soon as she met me. The dishes are the Shawnee corn set with some pieces labeled as McCoy. I scrubbed a lot of dust off them and they're put in safe places, but they'll come out as soon as possible.  I want to make my own memories with them. If one should happen to get busted, I  hope I can smile about it. I mean I won't be overjoyed, but at least the dish will die in use with loved ones around. Maybe there will be a great story to go with it.  I  hope that these dishes remind people of the love at our table.

A liitle piece of heaven

 I've got a little piece of heaven right outside my bedroom.  It's called the front porch.  I go there to think, to plan, to decompress, watch hummingbirds and butterflies, pet dogs,and watch the sun come up and go down.

Loofah 101

 So it starts like this

And then it grows to look like this

Then you let them dry. I put some in the sun to speed up the process:

Then you shake the dried loofah to knock the seeds loose. It'll sound like a rain stick. Then you cut one end off and pour out the seeds. Then you peel your loofah and you have a natural sponge. 

Fair 2023

 

All of my plants received a second place ribbon. The vine, the mother in law tongue, and the purple and white African violet,  but the gord took reserve grand champion. Entered Muscadine, strawberry jelly for first place ribbons. Candy apple jelly and pickled peppers took second place. Every single photo took a first place ribbon so I was really happy.

Grandparent Life

 No matter how much time I spend with my grandsons,  I  will always want more time.It's not easy, in my old age I've become accustomed to going to bed when I'm tired and waking up when I want. None of this two am visiting.  But I'll give up my eight hours of sleep to watch the hummingbirds or feed the neigh neighs (horses). There's nothing like a child reaching for you and finding comfort in your arms. Even more so if you didn't give birth to this child. I wish I could put in to words what my heart feels when I hear the word Granny or the feeling of getting a kiss or hug. If I could bottle it. I could pay for their colleges or race cars.

The idiot Prayer

 I wish I had a dollar for every time I asked the Lord that the Idiot would be ok. It started a long long time ago. There was a bicycle accident with lots of blood and a missing toe. Then there was a gang of older kids that wanted to beat him senseless but they wouldn't hit a girl to get to him. Then there was the time he got caught in a drained pond. We got him out, but I remember him losing his pants and shoes in the mud. Then there was a time he climbed to the very tippy top of a tree and wouldn't come down. He wanted mom to come and get him, but she just said he'd come down when he was hungry and he did. Then he got beat up with a metal pipe and hit by a car while jogging. Let's not forget collapsing in an iron man competition or the emergency appendectomy.   I've said the prayer often and I'll keep repeating it. Lord, please let that idiot be ok. I love my brother.