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

 



God Bless the USA

Happy Independance Day!

TO:

'We

the

People'

Wherever We may be,

living life for God

and light

because

We are

set

Free.

(17)"Now

the LORD is the Spirit,

and where the Spirit of the Lord is ,

There Is

 Freedom.

(18)And We,

who

with unvieled faces all reflect the Lord's glory,

are

being transformed

into His likeness with ever-increasing glory,

which comes from the

 Lord,

Who is the Spirit. "

2nd Corinthians 3:17,18

Happy Bee Day

HAPPY

BIRTHDAY



with You
Everything IS greener
...even the fence

*
***

SWEETIE

'B'

****

l l l l l

********

**********

***********

Thank You for Bee-ing

YOU!

LOVE ETERNAL

*

****

kare

********

Go Merry Go

Nothin' like sittin' in one place ...

goin' round in circles!

If there were a such a thing as

 reincarnation

this is the way it would go....

we just plop our butts down
 in one spot
and each day is like the whirl of this playground toy..

we wake up

go to sleep

wake up;

 still us ..

 still sittin'

in one place

goin' round in

circles.

if we die overnight or otherwise

we don't know it...

we just keep goin 'round.

AaaHahahahaha!

Just bee-ing a Sillosopher!)


This is my favorite spot in a little roadside park out in the middle of the desert.
from here i can see the mountains
scan the brush
listen for Quail
discussin'
the most important preparations for the day
.. or evening.
B.B. is a good sport and gives me a push sometimes.
i prefer to go backwards.
to feel a bit out of control.
just hang out & roll along
silently.
i used to ride my horse backward sometimes too.
i know all the reasons one shouldn't
but backward seems to be something i excel at.
When we drove truck
that was my talent.
Backing that rig into the loading dock...
sometimes down around corners.
Alley docks.
my challenge and my fun.
it was allot like sitting on a
Merry Go Round.
child's play.

:)

For the Unborn-

i don't know what to say...
... i used to ...

i too am indignant at this horrific Holocaust
the Abortion industry...
 This death culture...

..Our culture has bred into itself.

This

is

*for        our   Babies*

All

Who

are

wanted

by

God.

"There is a way
 that seems right
to a man,
but in the end it leads to
 death."

Proverbs 14:12