Saturday, May 14, 2011
SPRING FLOWERS
Am beginning to feel like Spring/Summer is finally going to get here. About 2 years ago I wanted Lilacs. We planted 2 sticks I got from a mail order. Actually never expected them to survive much less bloom. They have grown some each year, and the other day finally bloomed. Still to small to be considered lilac bushes yet, but maybe there is hope.
My daughter got me the mixed color wave petunias for Mother's Day.
Last night my secret pal from a club I belong to gave me the purple ones. I love the little hummingbird that is sitting in the middle of them.
Monday, April 11, 2011
Are There Farms In Heaven
Today the past has been pulling at me. April 10. 1911 was my Dad's birthday. He would have been 100 today. And I am pretty sure he would not have been happy about it. He was a hard working farmer from his very young years. If he could not plant and harvest he was not happy.
He left us at age 63 suddenly one summer evening while checking the garden. Dropped suddenly with a thud to the earth that he so loved to plant and harvest. Though we are never ready to leave this earth, sometimes we do it in a way that is close to our character.
My Dad was rarely sick. He may have been to a doctor once. I know he walked the pasture one time for hours before he would go to a dentist and get a tooth pulled. When he would get skinned up or cut doing the job, he treated it with a rag soaked in kerosene.
Though he left me suddenly, I have always felt that was easier than if he had become ill and not been able to do the things he loved.
My Mom was 54 at the time. She is now 90. Her health has been good, til the past 3 years or so. She is failing slowly, but she is tough.
Dad has been waiting patiently for 36 years for her, and I am sure he will be waiting when she comes.
He left us at age 63 suddenly one summer evening while checking the garden. Dropped suddenly with a thud to the earth that he so loved to plant and harvest. Though we are never ready to leave this earth, sometimes we do it in a way that is close to our character.
My Dad was rarely sick. He may have been to a doctor once. I know he walked the pasture one time for hours before he would go to a dentist and get a tooth pulled. When he would get skinned up or cut doing the job, he treated it with a rag soaked in kerosene.
Though he left me suddenly, I have always felt that was easier than if he had become ill and not been able to do the things he loved.
My Mom was 54 at the time. She is now 90. Her health has been good, til the past 3 years or so. She is failing slowly, but she is tough.
Dad has been waiting patiently for 36 years for her, and I am sure he will be waiting when she comes.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Time For A Hair Color Change To Go With Season Change
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Wide Eyed
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Annual Eye Exam
Time for my eye exam tomorrow. I feel like I live at the optomitrist as I have to have quarterly check to monitor me for glacoma. Caught high pressure with a minute bit of nerve damage in one eye years ago and have controlled it since.
I know I am going to be up for some cateract surgery in one eye in the future. I am hoping to be able to get new script and new glasses for one more year at least. I have not got new glasses in 2 years, but this time I know my vision has changed quite a bit. For some reason I have it in my head when it is time for the surgery I want to do it in the winter....since that season is good for not much else. I always plan bad stuff for then.
I dread picking out new glasses. It takes me so long to decide on the frames. And a big hit on the checkbook as I get progressive lenses, turn dark in sun, and for some reason I must have good taste in frames because the ones I like are always more than I would like.
So I am off to dreamland so I can go frame hunting tomorrow.
I know I am going to be up for some cateract surgery in one eye in the future. I am hoping to be able to get new script and new glasses for one more year at least. I have not got new glasses in 2 years, but this time I know my vision has changed quite a bit. For some reason I have it in my head when it is time for the surgery I want to do it in the winter....since that season is good for not much else. I always plan bad stuff for then.
I dread picking out new glasses. It takes me so long to decide on the frames. And a big hit on the checkbook as I get progressive lenses, turn dark in sun, and for some reason I must have good taste in frames because the ones I like are always more than I would like.
So I am off to dreamland so I can go frame hunting tomorrow.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Birds and Squirrels
Charlie and Dallas
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