Thursday, December 10, 2009

Day Three Hundred Forty Four

Toasty


Smokin'! Our ugly old chimney works hard on December days when the temperature stays in the 30's--like today.

I'm so thankful for our wood stove which keeps us toasty in the winter. It can be a pain sometimes, but wood is a cheap and renewable source of fuel, and there's nothing like cozying up to the wood stove after you've been outside on a day like today.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Day Three Hundred Forty Three

December Sky




An extremely blustery day today made for some interesting clouds this afternoon and a gorgeous sunset.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Day Three Hundred Forty Two

Rainy Day Invasion Of The Nutcrackers


Rainy, windy day today. Wonder how long these rain drops stayed suspended before they fell. I didn't stick around to find out.

They came from the attic! Invasion of the nutcrackers. These are my big ones. I have some really small ones that are still lurking in the attic.

Elijah says, "He's creepy!" Kind of like clowns. Who knows what those small ones are doing right now up there in the attic.

Monday, December 7, 2009

Day Three Hundred Forty One

Postcard From The Past


I'm posting this one because I didn't take any pictures today. And it's just so darned cute. Grand son Elijah on this date, three years ago. He wasn't quite four months old, all bundled up in his Snoopy snow suit that Uncle Kerry gave him, if I remember correctly. He spent the day at my house today. Can't believe I didn't take any pictures. Shame on Granny. I'll do better tomorrow.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Day Three Hundred Forty

Rob Mabry Memorial Jam II


My cousin Tony has now put together two memorial concerts in honor of my late brother, Rob Mabry, whose passion for music and drumming drew him together with other talented musicians from the time he was a teenager until his sudden passing in May, 2008. Tony pulled together many of the musicians Rob played with in various bands over the years, and last night they put on a second concert in Rob's memory. The first Rob Jam (as we've come to call it) took place a little over a year ago. A friend of my sister Jane took this picture last night, and I snatched it off Facebook to share here. I also copied the names she listed of people in this picture because I don't know the names of a lot of them, and I don't think they're all listed here. Thank you, Tony, for a great tribute! Needless to say, we all love Rob and miss him terribly.