Sunday, July 29, 2012

Sara

Hi, I'm Sara.  My sister Emily thinks she's the boss around here, well I have opinions too. Just because I don't jump up, wiggle my tail and jump on the humans laps.  Well, I have a little dignity plus I have responsibilities.  I have to sit every day at the window and bark at every human being, animal or bird that comes into my sight.  I have to keep watch.  Plus I have to put up with her too.  And now since Emily got sick (probably over ate) she's put us on new kind of food.  The Vet says we'll get use to it.  We'll see.

I'm glad I didn't have to go to the Vet.  Emily said  he lifted he tail up and looked under it.  Right in front of Jeremy,  who went with her to take Emily to the  Vet.  People can be so gross.   Well, I've got to take Emily inside.  We'll talk again later.     

Emily Is In Charge

My, I thought that woman would never get off the computer.  Maybe I have a few things to say.
I'm feeling a lot better. I've been sick.  She didn't even know any better than to feed us dog food with corn in it.  Now she does.  She had to take me to the Vet and it cost her 69 dollars.  So, maybe now she'll read the labels.  Anyway, she fixed my sister, Sara, and me some chicken breasts.  But I don't like the new dog food.  She thinks we'll get use to it.

We're going out and spend the afternoon on the porch.  We have so many little rabbits.  They hang around because they know she'll throw carrots to them under the gooseberry bush.  But the grass is so green, they have plenty to munch on.  Sara and I love to bark at them.  We put our heads through the porch railing, wiggle our tails and make a lot of noise.  You know what, those silly rabbits just ignore us....One of these days they might forget to lock the porch gate, then watch those silly old bunnies run. Probably taste a lot better than chicken breasts.

I just wanted to put my 2 cents and say Sara and I have a life too.  Since we can't get on Facebook, here we are.  Sara says she will post something next time.  

Gotta' go.

Oh Beautiful Summertime

As I sit on my porch on this late summer afternoon, I can see the beautiful clear blue sky, the puffy white clouds, the mountains in the distance are a hazy blue and the valley stretched out here below is so green.  I can see a master painter has been at work as he dips his brush into his pallet, to make the sun shine on the mountains as it peeks through the clouds.
Right here, right now it is so peaceful, in the trees the birds are preparing for the evening as they visit with their neighbors. While sitting under my gooseberry bush a little rabbit is munching away peacefully on a blade of grass.  The bunny gives no notice of Emily and Sara as they start halfheartedly barking at it.  Everyone wants to settle down and enjoy this peaceful afternoon. This peace isn't shared by most of the world, how sad.  Right now driving into town it would be a completely different world. As we drive into town, we drive over the bridge.  We notice the Rio Grande River has become a mere wading pool.  All spring it has been running full, now where did all that water go?  Perhaps the farmers are drawing it off for their fields.  It has been such a dry year.  But the last 2 weeks we have been favored with an afternoon shower.  But as I say, shower.  What the farmers need is good downpour.
From the bridge we turn the corner, noisy, dusty, people in a hurry.  Some going home from work, some going shopping and some just going.  This little part of the world gets a lot of tourists. Some with over-sized motor homes, a lot of campers,  people with boats on trailers.  Everyone going someplace to get away from work and they seem to be taking a lot of work with them.  I liked the old days.  We took a tent, fishing poles, firewood and walking shoes.  When we came home tired and happy we had little unpacking to do. As they say, "To each is own."  Times change.
It has been a good day.  Thank you, Lord.  My granddaughter, Karie is coming to fix my computer..What would I do without Karie.  She is a master on the computer. Then we will eat "supper" and enjoy Olympics...Such great young people.  Good Luck, American young people.

ImageThis is the day the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it.

Saturday, July 21, 2012

My Porch, My Rocker, My Time...

Seasons come and seasons go...
the years fade into the past.
This is the rainy season here in the valley, if indeed we have a rainy season.
But it has been so dry all winter and spring and then....the rains came.
For the past few weeks since the 4th we have had, almost daily,  an afternoon shower.  Now, everything is so green and I was worried that everything was drying up.

It is a quiet Sabbath day for my two little girls and me.  My girls being two dear little dogs.  Emily the boss, Sara the quiet one.

It has been over a year since I said "goodbye" to my husband of 65 years.
He was the most precious gift that God ever gave me. He was so beautiful, both in stature and character.  I loved and love him so much.  I am so looking forward to the day when I will see him again.  We had such a good happy life together.  Didn't have much money.  We didn't really need it.  Just the joy of being together, raising a son and a daughter that continue to be such a blessing.
Thanking God for the good times, and always knowing he was there with us when the road became a little rocky. Even though I am alone, I still feel the presence and the blessing of God all around me and with me. I am a happy contented woman.  Eighty six years old, mother of two, grandmother of eight and great grandmother of nine.  God is so good.  What did I ever do to deserve all his blessings..the truth is I don't deserve them.  God is just that way...he loves us so much,  he knows us so well...our promises we fail to keep.  Our selfishness, pride, anger, jealousy, all promises we make and break.  Yet, He gave, Gave, his only son...to take our  punishment for the person I just described above.  And the son, so willing to come here to a hostile environment...to be ridiculed, spit upon, mocked and put upon a cross so that every sin we have committed might be atoned for.  So that we might have a home forever that we don't deserve and we look forward to so much without thinking of the cost of it.  Do we think when we casually say, "Please, God, forgive me for the wrong things I have done.  And thank you, Amen.  Do we have any idea of the cost that was paid for our salvation?  God ....Why?

Well the day is almost over.  It has been a good day.  I visited with my family. Chatted on the phone.  Spent some time on Facebook.  Love to check out my nieces, nephews, friends and now I think I'll feed my girls.  Check out the news. And let this be it for today.
 

For God so loved the world...