Day Two Hundred Ten 2013

Miscellaneous Monday

Lunch in the gazebo at Dogwood Park with my honey/hubby Neil ~ those cool breezes felt like fall ~ noisy there today ~ they were cutting down a huge dead tree by the picnic tables near the stage

Down my street ~ the weather today was perfection

Seedless black grapes ~ yummy but kind of dry ~ thinking about using them in some chicken salad with some apples

My Geraniums have had a tough time blooming this summer ~ they like heat and sun ~ a rare commodity this July ~ very unusual

Creepy crawly on my backyard garden flag [garden?]

Sunset in the Kroger parking lot ~ Neil was pumping gas into my grannymobile  [dirty windshield ~ must get car wash]  Neil was aggravated at the guy in the car next to us because the guy’s wife/girlfriend/whatever was out there pumping the gas while he waited in the driver’s seat ~ I thanked him for pumping gas into the car I drive every day ~ and  for still being so chivalrous [he still opens my car door for me almost all the time] Monday wasn’t so bad, was it?

There are no miracles on Mondays.
~Amy Neftzger

[I say it depends on your definition of miracle ~ just saying]

Day Two Hundred Three 2013

Random Hearts [at my house]









Home is where the heart is.
~Pliny the Elder

Day One Hundred Eighty 2013

EVER LOVIN SATURDAY! 
Miscellaneous Random This And That

At the carwash

Pretty clouds today

Lunch

Busy bee

He was too fast for me

Yard work

Pole dance ~ me and Mr. Clean ~ those sponges really are magic

Reward for hard work cleaning back porch posts

Gratuitous foot shadow picture

And the sun slowly set in the west
Happy Saturday!

Day One Hundred Fifty Five 2013

Randomness

This hasn’t happened in a long time ~ Grandson Knox fell asleep in my lap on the front porch swing this afternoon while his momma and daddy packed up to head back home. Miss you, little boy.

All life is a journey, not a home; it is a road, not the country; and those transient enjoyments which you have in this life, lawful in their way,—those incidental and evanescent pleasures which you may sip,—are not home; they are little inns only upon the road-side of life, where you are refreshed for a moment, that you may take again the pilgrim-staff and journey on, seeking what is still before you—the rest that remaineth for the people of God.
~from an 1855 religious text by Rev. John Cumming

Pink day lilies in Solaris color setting on cell phone camera ~ they are laying on the ground under a red maple tree, trying to crawl their way into some sunshine.
Happy June 4th, y’all!

Day One Hundred Forty Two 2013

RANDOMNESS

“To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.”
~Emily Dickinson

Tonight was senior night at Fazoli’s ~ a spaghetti or fettuccini dinner for 3 bucks. Woo Hoo!

Beautiful sky this evening ~ snapshots never do it justice.

“Worthy are you, our Lord and God, to receive glory and honor and power, for you created all things, and by your will they existed and were created.”   Revelation 4:11 ESV

Day One Hundred Sixteen 2013

T G I F   random



Happy TGIF, everyone!

Day Ninety Nine 2013

RaNdOmNesS

At the car wash because the birds in my neighborhood just love to target my windshield [the whole car, actually]. That’s the price we pay for having trees. I enjoy a clean car~even if it lasts for only a little while.

Looks like I was the highest bidder on this pottery bowl at Dogapalooza in Dogwood Park this past Saturday. This was the only thing I bid on [ten bucks] and I didn’t really expect to get it. It’s shallow and considering the venue was probably designed as a dog or cat food bowl. Whatever. It was a nice surprise today. Can’t have too much pottery. Or bowls for that matter.

One of my favorite spring flowers. We used to have a yard full of tulips, but they’ve died out in recent years, and the yard man [Neil] has not planted any more. I’m happy to have these blooming now. Eye candy from God. Hope your day was blessed with a little random goodness.

Day Sixty Seven 2013

T G I F ~ some randomness

Here comes the sun! If you click on this picture to enlarge it, you can see all the tiny sunbursts in the birdbath water, along with the sun’s glorious reflection. Pretty cool and totally accidental on my part.

Our birdbath hasn’t been cleaned out in a long time and contains a little eco system all its own. There are tiny bubbles in the water around that little feather (I think it’s a feather).

Our porches haven’t been cleaned off all winter, either. This is one of the rotting pumpkins from last Fall still sitting on the deck that will need to be scooped off with a shovel because it has turned to liquid. That should be fun.

The sun is new each day.
~Heraclitus

Watering can can’t water with a hole in the bottom.

All of our buttercups look like this ~ bowed down even in the bright sunlight. They bloomed way too early this year and have been beaten down by the recent snow.

You’re never too old to blow bubbles, which I did this afternoon, [even though the grand peeps weren’t around], just because they were still sitting out on the table where we left them earlier this week. Could not resist.

Little buttercup bud just can’t hold its head up ~ too weak from the cold and snow.

This little stone in our walkway commemorates the year we moved into this house ~ 30 years ago this month. Hard to believe I’ve spent half my life here.

We all shine on, like the moon, and the stars, and the sun.
~John Lennon

Good advice.
Happy TGIF, y’all! Hope you have a fabulous weekend!

Day Fifty Three 2013

TGIF Randomness

Never stop. Never stop fighting. Never stop dreaming.  ~Tom Hiddleston

Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and owlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Actually, I was cooking up some rice to go with a slow cooker meal for supper tonight.

Because where else would you be?

This might look like eye of newt and toe of frog, but it’s really sweet and sour chicken with broccoli over that rice I was just telling you about. Sure beats wool of bat and tongue of dog.

A little Facetime after supper with grandson Knox and daughter Kelly. Here, Knox was watching his fave PBS show ‘Daniel Tiger’s Neighborhood’ (based on Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood). It’s such a sweet show. He was about two inches from the TV screen.  He loves to dance to the music.
Happy TGIF, everyone! Hope you got to dance, too, maybe when nobody was looking.