Archive for August, 2012

The Last Day

We looked over the rail of the lanai and silently watched the ripples of clouds gathering in the morning sky.

Rain, on the last day of our trip to paradise.

He looked at me and smiled. Nothing was going to ruin this day.

We packed our lunches, towels and a change of clothes. He stuffed the bright orange parkas into the backpack.

As we stepped out of the tour bus and heard the crashing of the waves. We felt the first drops of rain pelting on the rustling palm leaves.

We grasped hands and ran, laughing, to the water’s edge. NOTHING was going to ruin this day.

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The Last Day

 

We looked over the rail of the lanai and silently watched the ripples of clouds gathering in the morning sky.

Rain, on the last day of our trip to paradise.

He looked at me and smiled. Nothing was going to ruin this day.

We packed our lunches, towels and a change of clothes. He stuffed the bright orange parkas into the backpack.

As we stepped out of the tour bus and heard the crashing of the waves. We felt the first drops of rain pelting on the rustling palm leaves.

We grasped hands and ran, laughing, to the water’s edge. NOTHING was going to ruin this day.

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A Thought Provoking Blog Award

A Thought Provoking Blog Award.

Thank you Maggie Mengus for nominating me for A Thought Provoking Blog Award

 

The rules to this award are:

1. Thank the person who nominated you.-again, Thank your Maggie Mengus for this nomination.

 2. Post the image on your blog.

3. Share seven things about yourself.

1. I have a terrible time getting awards posted on my site, but I am honored to receive them. 2. I like corresponding with bloggers from different parts of the country (USA) and world. 3. I enjoy the versatility of the blogs I have encountered. 4. I hate it when school starts and I don’t see him as much. 5. I hate his homework-it takes so much time and I often wonder what the point of it is.6. I have done my share of homework-I got thru a 4 yr university in 3 years while I worked and raised 2 kids as a single mom. 7.. I love reading and writing.

 

And nominate 5 other delightful bloggers for this award.

Seems like this is where I have a problem,I c loose my blog if I haven’t published iit yet and have to look around to find the nominees.  This is a new Award for me-I haven’t seen it, so I will nominate some of my fellow blogger friends that I have nominated for other awards.

SwitterB

Nizy

timzauto

lostsul

mazhar

If your blog appears here and you have trouble with the award, I will do my best to help. Thanks again, beebeesworld

 

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To my Son on His First Birthday

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You only want the simple things
a field of grass in summer green,
a flower blowing in the wind,
a kitten for your favorite friend.
You only want to see the rain
spatter on the windowpane,
or feel the rays of golden sun,
for after all you’re only one.

In loving memory of my son Andrew who would have been 21 on 9-8-12

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We are One Soul

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It’s been ninety years since a garden was tended in this place.  Apple trees lined a rutted dirt road that lead to  the grainery and  barn. Grandmother toiled there many days. On Friday, she burned the trash within the confines of a rusty old barrel. The other items went into a pit at the edge of her garden, broken plates and cups, empty jars, tin cans. She would toss a few shovels full of dirt onto the latest additions to the pit and forget about them.  Ninety years…there is little left to recognize in this field.

Now, her great-grandson is digging a hole for a new apple tree. The shovel hits chunks of coal and shards of broken ceramics, white and cornflower blue. Another shovel of dirt produces  tin cans, a soldier molded from melted lead, old glass jars with raised lettering. What was this place?

His mother kneels beside the mound that holds the memories of her grandmothers strong back and iron will. She thinks of her uncle as child, molding his lead soldiers. She sees her grandmothers soiled dress and ragged apron blowing around with each swing of the shovel.

“What is it, mom?” The young man asks when he sees the tear on his mother’s cheek.

The mother rises, wiping her hands on blue jeans with tattered knees. “Just thinking,” she sighs, “Of how life changes, but stays the same.”

A new apple tree is gently placed in the ground. The shards of yesterday rest once more beneath the ground. They walk together to the old house where their family has lived for five generations, past the old pantry on the porch and the oil lamp from the coal mine.

Somehow, for a moment, the past and present meld together. We are all one, one breath, one tear.

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Wanda Clark Pound Cake

This has been a community wide favorite for generations!

Preheat over to 325 degrees. Coat pan with shortening and sprinkle thoroughly with flour.

3 cups sugar

3 cups shortening

3 cups PLAIN flour

6 eggs

1 cup milk

3 tsp lemon or vanilla flavoring

Cream sugar and shortening, add eggs one at a time. Sift flour and add alternately with milk.

Empty into a bundt style pan. Don’t cheat and “Pam” style spray-it is bad to stick!

Cook for 1 hour & 25 minutes. Let Cool, empty onto large plate.

For holiday variety, remove  1/2 to 1 cup of each desired color, mix each color in small bowl with food coloring (to desired color). Put in a cup or so of regular color cake batter in pan, spoon your colors around the batter in your cake pan, one at a time. Top with the rest of the regular batter. Each piece will have its own design when cut!

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Some Herbs from my Summer Garden

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Feverfew

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Echinacea

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Lemon Mint

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Sage

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Fennel

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Thyme

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Rosemary

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Parsley

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Cape Hatteras Light House

Cape Hatteras Light House

This light house had to be moved back from its original location in the summer of 1999. The natural movement of the islands on North Carolina’s Outer banks had brought the ocean so close to the lighthouse, it was feared the historic structure might be lost. The Cape Hatteras Light House is the nations tallest at 208 feet and has been in service over 100 years as it warns ships of the Diamond Shoals. The Outer Banks area is known as the Graveyard of the Atlantic because of the many ship wrecks off the barrier islands since it was first visited by ships over 400 years ago.

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When one teaches, two lea…

When one teaches, two learn.

Robert Half

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Super Sweet Blog Award

I’ve been nominated for the Super Sweet Blog Award. I would like to thank  sarahjademcdermott for nominating me for this award.

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After you read my variety of articles on many different subjects, make yourself hungry by checking out the delicious temptations on her site!

Rules: give credit to the person who nominated you, answer questions from the Super Sweet Blogging Award, and nominate a “baker’s dozen” of 13 blogs that you admire.

Super Sweet Questions

1.  Cookies or Cake?  

Cookies

2Chocolate or Vanilla?

Vanilla

 3. What is your favorite sweet treat?

Peanut Butter pie.

4. When do you crave sweet things the most?

In the afternoon, when I get tired.

5.   If you had a sweet nickname, what would it be?

Honey

I would like to nominate the following blogs for this award. Thank you for reading my pages and posts. I enjoy all yours as well.

timzauto

worldlywinds

howanxious

aglassofjen

losrsul

nizy

adly1226

bionicdee122

pat

anne sikes

ndzied1

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