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The little girl in me loves bird watching, butterflies, sunrises, sunsets, walks in the rain; the adult I am enjoys the same. I sense God's awesomeness in all of life--what wonder there is in slicing a leek or cutting open a pomegranate. I have many favorite things--a formation of Canadian geese flying overhead, the giggles of my grand daughters, the first ripe watermelon in summer, snowflakes on my face--these gifts from my heavenly Father delight me continually.

Chosen Twice . . .

Posted on January 13, 2014 by oct17

This is the BIG year. My daughters are up to something-searching in closets and carrying boxes out of the house (they thought I did not see). They have asked me to compile a complete list of people who would want … Continue reading →

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I remember . . .

Posted on November 17, 2013 by oct17

It was another rainy day-like today. The year was 1962; the day was Saturday, November 17, and we walked like two stiff soldiers under an umbrella–trying not to touch. After all, it was our first date, and you just didn’t … Continue reading →

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Birthday Ramblings . . .

Posted on October 17, 2013 by oct17

Sixty-eight years of days. Of mornings and evenings–making beds, meals, memories. Can it be so? I am always writing—this blog, a devotional thought or something to leave my children–but only mentally. Then those words are lost, and the time slips … Continue reading →

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“Gram, why do you like old things?” Lydia asked. I knew she meant some furniture and accessories in the house and not her G-daddy.  🙂 My granddaughter’s perspective of old is not quite the same as mine, I am certain.  Old wood pieces create an atmosphere of … Continue reading →

Posted on September 9, 2013 by oct17 | Leave a comment

A First Day . . .

Posted on August 8, 2013 by oct17

I remember his first day of school. I have a vivid picture of him standing with lunch box in hand –wearing blue shorts and a striped shirt— white socks pulled up way too high–looking much like Alfalfa of the Little … Continue reading →

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the dance of life . . .

Posted on July 22, 2013 by oct17

What does it matter that I “do” something? The joy of living is not in the doing–it is in living the moment, these minutes–this now. A delicate, pale yellow butterfly, wings etched more exquisitely than fine Belgium lace, nurses from … Continue reading →

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Hold On . . .

Posted on July 17, 2013 by oct17

Driving down a busy highway cross-eyed is not the safest way to maneuver in and out of traffic. But I was watching a small spider with what looked like flimsy white and black legs, and it was directly in view … Continue reading →

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Turkey Talk

Posted on June 11, 2013 by oct17

Where is the camera when you need one? For a couple of days, Tom and I had been fascinated with some new tenants on our property! A family of wild turkeys had settled in the tall grass back under some … Continue reading →

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Roosters Crow

Posted on May 7, 2013 by oct17

I was awakened early from an already short night. Tom and I had been up almost 34 hours, and sound sleep at the moment was a necessity! Was I dreaming? I listened again, and realized it was not the early … Continue reading →

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Ready to Fight!!

Posted on March 21, 2013 by oct17

Where have I been? For the most part I have been in a fatigued, freezing mode of survival!  Wow–does that sound dramatic! Can it be that one whole month has passed without a blog–not that you need to read any … Continue reading →

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