Friday, March 30, 2007
We walked farther than I had intended and some of them were pretty tired by the time we got back home. Too bad that doesn't settle them down much. They seemed more wound up than ever at lunchtime.
Troy and Tyler are leaving at about 1:30 so I'm hoping for a quiet afternoon...
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Monday, March 26, 2007
The snow is finally gone and we are able to take walks back in the orchard again. There is an abundance of mud and water. Wearing boots is definitely a good idea.
Hannah and I were able to walk twice last week, on Wednesday and Friday. The first day there was still a good amount of snow but by Friday there was very little left. Jasmine loves the walks too. For her they are more like runs and she always comes back home exausted.
The trees are still all bare and brown. Its hard to believe that in another six weeks or so they will be covered with pink blossoms. What a beautiful world God has created! I'm looking forward to enjoying the orchard in full bloom and will have to post another picture of our barns when the trees are flowering.
Saturday, March 24, 2007
When I was small, I was pretty sure that grandpas didn't pay attention to things like the birthdays of little girls. Surely he didn't remember that my special day was so near to his own. It hardly mattered that we often shared a birthday dinner with cake, ice cream and gifts to follow. In retrospect, I think little girls probably don't pay much attention to the birthdays of grandparents.
As I grew older my grandpa's birthday became more and more of a treasure, as did Grandpa himself. I began to realize that our shared birthdays were numbered. When Grandpa turned 82 my cousins rented a banquet hall and we had a celebration. This was repeated again at an even fancier party house 8 years later on Grandpa's 90th birthday. In 1999, when Grandpa turned 95 my secret fear became a reality. My cousins again threw him a birthday party, this time at one of their homes. I wasn't able to be there, but was instead in Louisiana visiting my husband who was away on a job. Deep inside I knew it would be our last shared birthday, but this time we were not together.
That June Grandpa was ill and taken to the hospital where he suffered a massive heart attack. When he regained consciousness, we gathered at the hospital hopeful for a chance to visit with him and show our love. As I stood beside his bed he looked up at me and said, "Oh, there you are!" He wrapped his arms around me and as I received that last hug, I also took in a last breath of that sweet Grandpa smell. I held his hand but I hardly knew what to say, instead the tears wanted to flow. I thought of all the times he called us "little rascals", all the family picnics and holiday gatherings. I thought of how that hug felt just like all the others he had given me through the years.
He went to be with Jesus that night and there are still times when I miss him terribly. Funny thing that a child should grow up totally missing the fact that there was something special about her in the eyes of her Grandpa. I really never knew until that final night. "And Grandpa, you told me not to go too far... Don't worry, I'm not too far behind."
Friday, March 23, 2007
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
It was a pretty good day to take a walk, so we did. If I had been a little smarter I may have worn my boots... I didn't. The snow out there is once again perfect for snowballs and snowmen. Hannah and I met a snowman out there but he was very cold and didn't even say hello. We left him standing all alone, surrounded by deer tracks.
As with other springs, there was not much to take pictures of but snow, mud, and barren apple trees. We did see plenty of deer tracks and goose droppings, and a bunck of snail shells that were left lying in the grass after the flooded pond waters receded. Hannah found them interesting.
Monday, March 19, 2007
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Friday, March 16, 2007
It's been cold the last couple days but the geese think spring is here. There are hundreds of them heading toward Lake Ontario every day, flying north. The sound of their honking calls me outside as they fly overhead.
There was also a pair of ducks out on Teal Lake yesterday afternoon. They'll be all settled in and ready to raise a family just when we get ready to pump the water out of the yard.
I was just informed of the snow expected tonight... Sure is cold enough for a blizzard!
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Monday, March 12, 2007
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Although they had prayed earnestly for a child, the young couple had not expected to become parents that evening. They hadn't time to collect the supplies needed for a baby. They had no bottles or formula, no clothing or diapers, not even a crib for him to sleep in. They left the meeting place in a daze. Several hours later, laden with borrowed supplies, they took the little boy home. The next morning a lawyer was contacted and the child was soon adopted. They named him Danny.
He grew up in a happy home with a mom and dad who loved him dearly. The house was filled with love and laughter. There were toys and games, books and bikes, vacations and Sunday school. He shared his home and parents with a brother and three sisters. It didn't matter that his eyes were big and brown while the rest of the children were blond haired and blue-eyed. He was a son and a brother; he belonged to this family and they belonged to him.
13 Reasons I Like Winter
1. It's so pretty
3. Ice skating
5. Snow days
6. Hot chocolate
8. White Christmas's
9. Snowball fights
10 Wood stoves and fireplaces
11. Long sleeves and sweaters
12. Soups, stew, and chili
13. Spring and summer come next!