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Hello Friends and family,
 Our computers are out of commission ... mine has been clobbered by a virus... so i'm at the library.
 It may be some time til we get back in shape ... please pray for us it's been one of those weeks.
 First the car broke down. .. then the computers... the camera decided to go fritz ...

other than that ...

We had a sweet 19th Anniversary celebration, just us two as is usual...
B.B. took his vacation just in time for the  car to break so we had a "Staycation"...? is that right?
Our prayers are with all the crazy things that are happening with others around the globe...
 that Jesus keeps us all in his hands where we belong.
Please, Please, dear friends... keep Jesus in your hearts.
It's the only way to get through all of it.

We love you dearly
kare & B.B.

Went and started somethin'

 

 

 

Since i showed the "hoped for" end product on the last post...

i decided to show the

Beginnings

&

middles.

 

i knew this would  be an interesting experiment

& so far i am pleasantly suprised at these plants vigorous take off.

 

Still unsure what may happen when the heat exceeds 100 degrees for more than one day.

In a row. 

 

 

Our attempt to build a shade barrier went off track yesterday

so i have to improvise with a piece of plywood set over a couple of

gnarly old saw horses.

It's a balance of making sure they get enough sun

without burning up.

 

So far ...

they seem to ...

like it.

So does

This little dude! 

What are YOU pointing at?

 

"prayin' she leaves me alone."

Sorry bout the fuzzzz

i don't have a macro for such little characters.

or

is that a Micro?

 

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*So much to learn*

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So

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little

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Time.

 

 

"The law of the LORD is perfect,

reviving the soul.

The statutes of the LORD are

trustworthy,

making wise the simple."

Psalm 19:7

Good Grief

Grief is an interesting thing

isn't it.

 

It can feel suffocating,

or

freeing

in a way;

depending on which view you take.

 

i have never been one to stuff my emotions.

but i learned a long time ago

not all emotions are welcome,

not all people are welcome to express them.

Some of us must resist the urge to speak up as others feel free to do.

In this politically correct world we live in it is becoming more so.

 

So it seems.

 

feeling a bit Squashed

 

 

i have never much respected conventional restrictions.

 

 

This,

i have been told, is a "Hopi black squash".

 

If anyone knows any different

please advise.

 

i found this at a local grocer last fall...

i had been looking for an heirloom plant to put into my experimental container garden and found this specimen amongst other more manageable types of produce.

i chose it for it's

un-managability.

 

 Took it home... all 20+ pounds of it...

cut it up in pieces and harvested the seeds.

 

Some were already growing inside it's cavernous belly... should have taken a picture but ...

ohwhell.

There's So much One Should do but do i find myself doing those things?

Nah.

 

We cooked and ate some.

Not so great.

We don't know enough about it... how to season it & all,

but i dried and stored these seeds and

 threw the already growing seeds in my compost bin.

they died over winter.

 

So it seemed.

Hubby asked if i'd picked this up from a guy named

Jack

&

with the threat of more to come ...

Our neighbor accepted the challenge to come up with a recipe,

an Italian inspired sauce...

kinda tasty.

But

 i'm a bit afraid of it still.

 

our kitties seem to like it though

[:

 

 

Since my Dad's passing 

part of me felt buried.

Have been going through those stages peoples go through when such things happen.

Unmanageable seeds germinated in

dark cavernous places,

 were thrown on the compost heap when they were not viable;

 

so it seemed.

 

Jesus said:

"I tell you the truth,

unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies,

it remains only a single seed.

But, if it dies,

it produces many seeds".

John 12:24

 

 

 

for Dad

Psalm:73:21-26

 

21) When my heart was grieved

and my spirit
 embittered,

 

22) I was senseless and ignorant;

 

I was a brute beast 

before you.

 

 

23) Yet I am always with you;

you hold me
by my right hand.

 

 

 

24)You guide me with your counsel,

and afterward
you will take me

into
glory.

 

25) Whom have I in heaven but
you?

 

And earth has nothing I desire

 

besides

you.

 

 

26) My flesh
and my heart
 may fail,

 

but God is the strength
of my heart

 

and

my portion

 

forever.

i love you Dad

 Dad went home.....
to be with the Lord last night 
January 5th 2013
at 11:15 pm...


 

Off the beaten path

The sound of Giant Hornets

fills the air

around the 

Easy bake oven 

this morning...

 

i had forgotten that the Power boats would be out on the river today.

It's the second day of the American Power Boat Associations

Thanksgiving Regatta

here on the Colorado River.

We are at least a mile from it,

 as the crow flys

but it sounds like they're chewing up the dirt right outside our door.

 

We watched these boats plow and waffle over the

1.2 mile (sort of) oval watercourse

the first year we were here.

Nothin like stickin' a big old engine on a tongue depresser & watching it bob & weave in circles.

To each his own i suppose.

The silence is really noticeable when they cut thier engines.

 

 

One of the stray kitties has adopted our portch and decided that we are acceptable.

Most of the ferral cats here don't want any human contact but this one is the exception.

So...

looks like we have a

Portch kitty

if it stays.

i decided to feed him and we are taming each other.

It's a beautiful shiney black, when it isn't covered in dust.

 "Itsakitty-Dustbuster"!

 "Dusty" for short.

So far he's allowing the birds to use their birdbath in peace...

they hop aside when he wants a drink.

i've given him a bowl of fresh water but...

He preferes the bird bath water.

pfft.

 

 

Happy Bee-lated Thanksgiving everyone!

 

 



Absense makes the mind go Wander

IT 

snuck up on me this past July.

(NOT sneaky enough.)

 

Closed my eyes on

49

opened them to

 

The

BIG 5-0!

 

& i thought 40 was Over the Hill ?

 

IT

has always been a goal of mine.

 For the longest time i didn't think i'd get here.

 

So, i have been out here wandering around: not all that aimlessly.

 Our search for a home here on this planet has taken us to some lovely places

and some sorrowful little Dumps.

We've discovered of course that One mans 'Dump' is another ones 'Lovely'.. and sorrow is furthest from our grateful hearts.

So Much to be Thankful for.

Not everyone needs a Silk purse to be happy;

Let the Sow keep her lovely ear.

(i quit carrying a purse when we drove truck in 95')

 

 

It's interesting beeing Married to a man who's had the joy of re-learning how to live again after a Brain Tumor that was "supposed" to end his life 30 + years ago.

Our path together these 19 years has been the best adventure i never even dreamed of ..way Beeyond anything i could have allowed myself to hope for.

B.B. does not think like others ... sometimes he shuts down and doesn't think 
"A thing".

He has to remind me of this sometimes...

 Since i was swamped by the Chemical sensitivities and resulting Fibromyalgia i have come to appreciate this fact of life more ...

What a glory it is that we DO in fact have the ability to think.. no matter how flawed our thought processes are at times.  

My love has been so very patient with my mindlessness of late; the starts and stops of functioning. i ask him, often,
HOW
 he does it and
AGAIN
 he reminds me that he has been there too.

We two, dwell together here,in perfect -clueless- harmony.

A match made in heaven .

It's almost too much to fathom.

 

 

 To all my sweet friends who have patiently been waiting for me to re-emerge
Thank You !
i  appreciate You.
Each One.
 

 

 Remember the Socks i hung on the wall because my feet were too Swollen?
They Now Fit!!
YaY!
but i can't show you .....
because of this last battle with Chemicals/field burning,
over the last month in particular ...
(i think i've been sloughing off another layer of stored stuff )
... my skin is a Mess!
Rashes,
 a horrible reaction to mosquito bites..
 more fire ant attacks :<
 i haven't been ladylike
At All
& shaved my hairy legs.
&
 i'm just NOT going to,
 for a bit more.
i tried.
Honest.
Nothing like the feeling of
 riiiii...piiing
off ones skin!
Sorry to be so graphic
but that's what it feels like.
But my Feet are almost back to normal
whatever that is.

NOT that anyone could ever accuse me of bee-ing
Normal.
(or is that Nermal ?)

I'll bee catching up on things here soon hopefully...
=
all your lovely, lovely, lovely blogs.

So Much to Do
So little Time!
Honestly.

Be sure to:
Vote
for
Freedom.


&

Remember:

Our ultimate freedom,
is in
Christ.

No
 
Matter

What!

(9)He who has an ear
let him hear.

(10)If anyone is to go into captivity,
into captivity he will go.
If anyone is to be killed with the sword,
with the sword he will be killed. 

This calls for patient endurance
and faithfulness on the part of
the saints.
Revelation 13:9,10

"Behold,
 I come like a thief!
Blessed is he who stays awake and keeps his clothes with him,
so that he may not go naked and be shamefully exposed."
Revelation 16:15

loves & Buzz's
~k