Silent Sunday...

Oh no it isn’t….it’s shout it from the highest mountain top Sunday!

If you don’t know Jesus, today’s the day to change that.

Have a Happy, Blessed Easter everyone!

My Message

Children are the living message we send to a time we will not see.

Return to your rest O my soul, For the Lord has dealt bountifully with you. Psalm 116:7

Busy, busy, busy...

Yes we have lots and lots going on this busy Easter weekend….but we could not pass up the chance to say hello to our friends and give you some puppy, eye candy. 

 These are some Florabella Photoshop actions I have been having fun with

 I call this one “Lost in the mail” hehehehe

Great for your Facebook cover photo J

Wouldn’t you love to find her in your Easter Basket!

And what’s great about this candy, is it doesn’t make you fat. LOL

Have a blessed day everyone!

Anna and the Pack

Some-bunny's not happy

Little Miss. Shannie with the sleep barely out of her eyes this morning was off on a field trip to the aquarium with her Girl Scout troop. I’m so excited for her and can’t wait to hear about all her adventures. 

She is here for Easter break. 

Miss. Gwenie on the other hand, was not sharing our excitement when her girlie walked out the door after only just getting here late last night. 

So she has been doing one of two things ever since…either hovering by the door or sitting on the couch watching it on high alert with Shannie’s new Bunny toy friend

Don’t worry little Gwendolyn we have lots of adventures designed this week you can be part of…and maybe will even let you color an egg or two. J

Footprints in the...

...MUD!

Having a pack of dog at spring thaw can sometimes be nightmarish. Ugh!  

 I’m sure most of you have read the poem footprints in the sand. You may even have a rendition of it hanging on your wall. I’ll admit it is a moving and comforting reminder that God carries us through our hardest trials in life. However  in this season of my life my terrain sure isn’t some white, spongy sand on a picturesque beach…which is often what is depicted with this poem. Mine is more like a stinky, shoe sucking mud right up to your knees, mucky marsh hole. The kind of terrain that no matter how hard you try you find it impossible not to get covered head to toe in mud.

But the beauty I have also found in all or this is the end result is still the same. Jesus still comes at your muddiest moments, scoops your slimy muddy self right up into His loving arms and carries you right on through that shoe sucking mud up to your knees mucky marsh hole.

Now if I could only figure out how to be god to a pack of dogs and get them through spring thaw....LoL

Flowers from Heaven

I took this daisy and the hand full of baby’s breath from a bouquet at Richards’s funeral/celebration. I had pressed them in a book all those months ago and then forgot about them.  So when I  came across them again and saw how beautiful they dried I knew I needed to find a special way to display them.  These floating frames are the neatest invention and just what I was looking for. Now every time I walk by this I just feel like I got flowers from Heaven.  

Thank you my beloved J

True treasures found on a country drive.

 Taking a ride in the country is one of my favorite things to do.

I love taken pictures of things long forgotten and left to nature. To me they are art and become part of the landscape and the history of a town.

Once upon a time someone worked hard for and dreamed of all those things above. It makes me think about the material stuff I own and how one day it will just be junk somewhere. Yes, one day our new iphone’s, our big screen TV’s…all our precious trinkets…even our homes we love and live in now will wither away. There’re definitely things we should be very thankful for but they should not be our treasures. Yes all this reminds me our treasures need to be in things that don’t perish.

But collect for yourselves treasures in Heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys.  Matthew 6:20

 I hope that sends you on your own treasure hunt today J

Silent Sunday

My kind of manna

Dachshunds and Chocolate all in one…I believe this is manna from heaven! LOL

Yes, this is what my Jesus feeds me in my wilderness.

Unto us a princess was born.

The very first time my eyes beheld you my princess my heart stopped beating because of your amazing beauty. But when it started up again…. You were locked inside it forever and ever.  Nothing and no one can ever take you out of it.

And no matter how old you get …you will always be Grammy’s princess. 

And Gwenie’s goddess…lol 

Happy Birthday

Shannie!

I took these pictures as we were playing dress up the other day.  Which sparked a conversation that as I type even now still brings tears to my eyes.  Shannie was sharing her feelings with me about a time when for reasons out of her and my control we did not get to see one another. It was right before she turned 3 and then I did not see her again till she was almost 5. I always thought she didn’t remember me…and that it was my Grammy powers that made her fall in love with me so quickly when we were finally reunited. We have those powers you know. ;) So as we were chatting she started to talk about this time and she said. “I always felt an empty whole in my heart then and didn’t know why till I saw you again.”  There was only one other person on the face of the earth that could turn me into mush like this child and that was her Poppy. I have a feeling Waylon, my soon to arrive Grandson is going to have the same effect on me. My gosh I love being a Grammy!

Love triangle

Well Jazzy finally fell in love…

 …but not with me as you can see.

Nope, this 3 pound little stinker Stole my man!

Look at her gloat!

He just wants you for your toy friend silly girl.

Seriously what Jasper has fallen in love with is this blue bobo toy of Lil Ricky’s. He somehow absconded it from her a few weeks ago. I often find him like this with it in his mouth. That’s how he always walked around with Daddy’s dirty socks. So I guess this is his way of healing. I’m just really happy to see him love something again…who cares if it’s a blue bobo…lol

Day 1

I don’t think I have ever been happier to see the first day of spring in all my life then I am this year. Somewhere inside of me I guess there is this hope that with the natural changing of the seasons the winter season of my soul will also be coming to an end.  So I look for any sign of spring in my soul as well as in the natural. I remember having a dream about a year before Richard died. That I was in the driver seat of a car and Richard was in the passenger seat.  He took his foot and reached it over on to the gas pedal and floored it... then he fell asleep and I could not wake him up. I was coming down a winding mountain road and I cried out to God…”What do I do?!” He said “Just keep your eyes on the dashes in the road and you will be fine.” Then I woke up.  Well the other day I was looking through my phone and found this picture I must have saved at some point but do not remember it whatsoever.  It reminded me of that dream and I am taking it as a sign of spring for my soul.

If you need a sign of spring for your soul, then you take it too.J

And no matter what it looks like….it’s not over!

           

Chick -fil- A... dog style

On a visit to our local general store Lil Ricky got to hang with some chick friends. 

However I’m sure they were very grateful for the glass between them and her.

Oh yes, I know what you’re gonna be dreaming about my little fuzzy friend.