Sunday, June 24, 2012

The Family Next To The Door

 We have a bird condo which is standing out by the garage door. We've had it for a couple years now but until recently, it has remained empty. Well, it ain't empty no more. There is a family of chicadees living there.

 

This is the papa. At least, I think it is the papa. He was the first one we saw. He came bearing bits of grass and twigs and kept going in the yellow house. Then recently, I saw him going in with a worm or catepiller in his mouth. I listened and that is when I heard the cheep cheep from inside. Little chicadees. I don't know how many but more than one for sure. I am afraid to look in because I don't want to scare them. It is so funny because the papa announces his arrival with a chicadeeedeeeedeee. He flies to the camilla tree and then the rose bush near the garage door and then inside the house. His announcement gets louder if there is any danger: CHICADEEEDEEDEE!!!!!! Like that is going to do something? Oh well, we are grateful to be use to the little birds. Hope they return next year.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Onward, Ever Onward

Have you ever been angry at someone.....really angry and then you ask God to take away your anger? Usually, if I truely ask, He will do this but sometimes He decides to have a little fun at my expense. Elinor and I had a little snit last night. She left the hall light on and I had to get out of bed, walk down the hall and shut it off. When I said something, she got mad. So I ended up going to bed angry which wasn't good since we had to get up early this morning and go to the airport.

When I got up, I asked God to remove my anger. He sent a melody to my brain. A hymn.....A MORMON HYMN called Onward, Ever Onward. After hearing this in my head, I began to chuckle and then I began to laugh. It amused me so much I had to share it with Elinor  because she would certainly understand the humor.

Suddenly, I wasn't mad anymore. Way to go, God!

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Covered Bridges

Lately, I have been feeling alot like a covered bridge: old and not very useful any more. I am not sure of the reason but it is definately real. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel but I am not sure I want to get there yet. Weird.


Saturday, June 2, 2012

Happy Birthday, Mom

I love this picture. It was taken at Jamestown. Mom was complaining that I didn't write enough and of course, she was right. I hate letter writing. She always wrote the best letters and I truely looked forward to receiving them. I could always recognize her handwriting.
 Mom was also a friendly person. There is no one she wouldn't talk to and ask questions or just show an interest in. She had a lovely smile that was warm and sincere. I remember I use to get embarrassed but that never stopped her.
 How I remember this lovely dress. It was from Mexico. How she loved that country and its people. She made a number of visits with lots of different people. She and my Dad went to the Yucatan Pennisula. She and my niece, Evie,  and I went to Mexico City, Acapulco, and Oaxaca together. It was a great trip. How young and happy she looks in this picture. It was taken at our home in Scarsdale, NY.
Well, Happy Birthday, Mom. Thank you for all you did for me: The trips, the reading aloud, the concerts, and all the hugs and kisses....oh, and the letters too.