Wow. This mornings paper got my attention. We are ending an old decade; one that held a lot of milestones for me. And we are starting a new decade, which I am sure will hold even more. But the obituaries held the first for a friend who died of 'natural' causes ( Read more... )

I was wondering what "the rest of my life" would hold, and then, who knew! I'm a granny! This is not new, just a moment of revelation yesterday. I had spent the weekend helping out with my oldest daughter's not quite two week old twins, and flew home on Monday, to find my other daughter and her 10 and a half month old son waiting for me at the ( Read more... )

Now grandmother to three boys, two being very new, little twin boys. I had forgotten how exhausting it is to be a new mother. Just looking at my daughter's face and seeing the weariness brings back many memories. But it is all worth it. To have seen my children grow up to be such marvelous adults, and now having children of their own. I am grateful ( Read more... )

It seems I only post when there are major things happening in my life. I have learned to share my life with a beautiful grandchild, my mother living with me, and the best development yet, anticipating the birth of twin grand babies! I am so blessed to have a wonderful and growing family. God is good to me.

TO my dearest, baby girl ( Read more... )

Well, sort of. I did it. I didn't need it. But I wanted it. I am now an iPhone user. It is so cool. I have to play with it A LOT to learn it. But the sync with my calendar, and my address book is wonderful- and I can ...well- you know all the hype. I did learn a lot of things about my email settings, though. Had to do a bit of housework on the ( Read more... )

OK, Friends- My copy arrived just after noon on Saturday, and with one major stop for dinner with family, I finished at 1:15 this morning. Is J.K. Rowling a master? Will she go into the annals of literature with Tolkien and Baum? (My mother compared the Potter phenom with the OZ books for her generation, born in the early 'thirties.)

A professional gardener on the lecture circuit once referred to the fantastic spring bloom of the fruit trees as the coming of the party girls from Mount Pilot to the town of Mayberry. If you didn't watch the Andy of Mayberry Show, you missed out on the common man's message of previous generations. The painted ladies of Mount Pilot came to party in ( Read more... )

This was in The Wool Rag, a fiber arts publication, and I don't know to whom this should be attributed. But I think it is entirely too appropriate to my circumstances- and those of many whom I love! "There is no snooze button on a hungry cat." This as I am puffing white cat hair off my front.

New Projects...new beginnings, a new season. I've started knitting a sweater that has been on the drawing board for months. I just had to settle on the right yarn. I found a rough spun merino that feels like petting the sheep. I wonder who will eventually wear this one? Charting began for this one back when I thought I had enough New Zealand possum ( Read more... )