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Showing posts from September, 2008

Pumpkin Vines Ignore Boundries

Pumpkin vines ignore Their boundaries of space As they crawl And they sprawl All over the place This vine photograph doesn't show the span of the vine produced by a couple of seeds, but the vine was happily stretching out in all directions over the garden! Happy flowers and a basket of pumpkins from our garden harvest

Tabitha's Birthday

It was Tab's birthday today! Happy birthday, my daughter!

Saying and Writing Stupid Stuff

If we really think and weigh most of what we say (or write), we'd probably shut up more and quit taking a pen in hand or tapping at the keyboard as often, especially the words typed at late hours when eyes and minds are dull. Yesterday I commented that Mike had been "burning the candle at both ends" and "getting up at ungodly hours" recently. Without getting too technical about the word ungodly which could mean: dreadful, unreasonable, outrageous, iniquitous , as soon as I said 'ungodly hours', I though it sounded stupid. I was struck by the thought that there are no ungodly hours for God and how He never sleeps or slumbers. It is beyond my comprehension that God doesn't need sleep since I'm frail and in need of regular sleep. That truth is awesome in the serious sense of the word 'awesome', as God's glory, God's holiness, God's mercy, God's grace and heaven are awesome. Psalm 139:6 NASB Such knowledge is too wonderful fo

Thrifty Treasures

Here is a box full of "treasures" from a recent thrift store shopping spree. Remember Statler and Waldorf from Jim Henson's Muppets? They were the grumpy hecklers. I thought Statler would make a fine toy for our collection. Henry thought he was rather amusing! But better than any of this stuff, is the time spent with our daughters and grandkids. That is the real good stuff.

Little Mommy by Sharon Kane a Little Golden Book CLASSIC

This Little Golden Book by Sharon Kane has an original copyright date of 1967. It has since been renewed and republished. I read this to my children and I hope my daughters read it to their children and I can read it to my grandchildren. This is one of my favorite children's books ever! No drudgery here! This Little Mommy is clothed with grace, good works, hospitality and joy! This is my house and I am the mommy. My children are Annabelle, Betsy and Bonny. They are good little children and do just as I say. I put on their coats and they go out to play. Billy is Daddy; he works in the city. He has a new car. Isn’t it pretty? I do the dishes and sweep the floor And wipe the fingerprints off the door. I wash the clothes in my washing machine. I scrub them with soap and rinse them clean. Then I hang them on the line to dry. I’ll have to iron them by and by. My children like to go for a ride. They sit in the buggy side by side. Now I will teach you the A B C, And who can count to ten

There Comes a Time When Autumn Asks

"There comes a time when autumn asks, "What have you been doing all summer?" Anon I love Autumn for its crispness and warmth and strangely for the melancholy it evokes. These poems say more than I can. "September's Baccalaureate A combination is Of Crickets -- Crows -- and Retrospects And a dissembling Breeze That hints without assuming -- An Innuendo sear That makes the Heart put up its Fun And turn Philosopher."- Emily Dickinson, "September: it was the most beautiful of words, he’d always felt, evoking orange-flowers, swallows, and regret."- Alexander Theroux, 1981

I Hate Music!

I said I was finished. I said I could add music to my Zune. I can. I know I can. But... Somewhere during the ripping of the last 10 CDs, the syncing was sluggish then stalled and then...when restoring was attempted, I ran into some technical difficulties that deleted all songs, genres, albums, video...everything, including the factory installed goodies that came loaded on the Zune. Everything is gone. At one point only mostly everything was gone. I was on the phone for the better part of the day (I do mean the better part of the day!) with nice technical support employees. They were friendly, patient and helpful, if baffled. When I got off the phone with Carlo (who sounded Scandinavian somehow) it seemed as though I was good to go. Good to go. ha. I was good to go...crazy. After all the tech time, I was back to Square One (or Screen One) with not one thing on the Zune. Thankfully, all the songs which had been on the Zune are in tidy little folders in our computer, so in theo


I have ripped (and synced) 325 CD albums from our collection onto our Zune. I think I'm finished. I am so glad about being finished. I can always add more (and probably will) but for now I am finished! The finishing reminded me of a song by Steve Taylor (not Steve Tyler). The finishing he sings about is a "final finishing" that leads us into the arms of our dear Savior. Hebrews 12 1Therefore, since we have so great a cloud of witnesses surrounding us, let us also lay aside every encumbrance and the sin which so easily entangles us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, 2fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. 3For consider Him who has endured such hostility by sinners against Himself, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.

Ahhh! The Finish Line

Once upon an average morn an average boy was born for the second time Prone upon the altar there he whispered up the prayer he'd kept hid inside The vision came, he saw the odds~A hundred little gods on a gilded wheel "These will vie to take your place, but Father, by your grace I will never kneel" And I saw you, upright and proud And I saw you wave to the crowd And I saw you laughing out loud At the Philistines And I saw you brush away rocks And I saw you pull up your socks And I saw you out of the blocks For the finish line Darkness falls, the devil stirs~ And as your vision blurs you start stumbling The heart is weak, the will is gone and every strong conviction comes tumbling down Malice rains, the acid guile is sucking at your shoes while the mud is fresh It floods the trail, it bleeds you dry as every little god buys its pound of flesh And I saw you licking your wounds And I saw you weave your cocoons And I saw you changing your tunes For the party line And I saw y

Ripping Continues

Mike so kindly took over my dish duties tonight! Sweet. Notice the addition of a bowl of colorful chocolates to my work area? No, I am not sure what the Barenaked Baby is about beside the stacks of CDs yet to be ripped!

Sync the CDs

I could go into a long story about our old 200 compact disc carousel player needing replaced because it was evidently struck by lightening, the 300 disc carousel component we bought...and returned, my research headaches comparing the ipod classic to the Zune 80GB, our recent purchase of the Zune, and my frustrations with yet another learning curve preparing to rip our 200 Cds (plus the many others that did not fit into the carousel) into the Zune. But I won't relay the long story. The short story is; We made a decision and bought the Zune 80GB. I am pulling short stacks of CDs from the broken disc component and ripping them (which just sounds harsh) onto the Zune little by little, but with amazing speed! The software is doing most of the work. I am doing some clicking, dragging, renaming and manually installing the discs into the CD slot, but yes, the computer is my friend right now, but only because so far, for the most part, the software that came with our Zune seems to be set

Coronado Heights

The summer-into-fall weather beckoned us to the closest Kansas hill just a few miles from home. Coronado Heights is situated in the Smoky Hills. We packed up some hot dogs, marshmallows, wood for a fire and a few extras for a spur-of-the-moment cook out. "The "castle" at Coronado Heights was constructed by the Works Progress Administration in 1932. They also built the stone picnic sites, restroom, and stone front gate at the park." V Christine peeking over View from the top Henry Naomi Marcail Tabitha

Can we relate?

“I feel, when I have sinned, an immediate reluctance to go to Christ. I am ashamed to go. I feel as if it would do no good to go, as if it were making Christ a minister of sin, to go straight from the swine-trough to the best robe, and a thousand other excuses; but I am persuaded they are all lies, direct from hell. John argues the opposite way: ‘If any man sin, we have an advocate with the Father.’ I am sure there is neither peace nor safety from deeper sin, but in going directly to the Lord Jesus Christ. This is God’s way of peace and holiness. It is folly to the world and the beclouded heart, but it is the way.” —Robert Murray M’Cheyne, quoted by Andrew Bonar, Robert Murray M’Cheyne (Edinburgh: Banner of Truth, 1960), 176 This post borrowed from Of First Importance . I really like that blog! Check it out. Add it to your faves or subscribe to the RSS feed.

Curious George and Friends

Two previous posts featured Curious George. These photographs give some perspective to his size. (Enough already, I know!)

Kansas Sunflowers in Agricultural Chemistry

We have seen more fields of sunflowers than usual around the countryside close to home this year. Impressive, happy yellow flowers lined up in neat rows is a welcome sight after the golden wheat fields have been harvested and before the Milo ripens into a deep rusty reddish brown color. This excerpt from a K-State Research and Extension publication extols the uses and hopeful future of sunflowers which have a high tolerance for heat and drought. Most sunflowers in Kansas are grown for frying oil production, but new markets are opening up, Thompson said. Western Kansas growers have the option to sell to a crushing plant in eastern Colorado, that is selling sunflower oil to a new company that uses the oil for industrial purposes such as dust retardants and lubrication for irrigation wells. Eventually, the plant may produce motor oil for vehicles using sunflower oil. Using sunflower oil in biodiesel fuel is another possible future use. Sunflower fields near the Smoky Hills