The Beauty of Spring

Yesterday was the perfect day; after 4 days of rain, we finally had a sunny day with a high of 62.  Late in the afternoon, we went to the trail to see if Spring has finally decorated the trees and river banks.  Earlier this month, the trees were just beginning to bud and there were very few signs that it was indeed Spring.  What a difference a few weeks makes; the color of the day was GREEN!

I was finally able to enjoy the new bike that I got for my birthday last year and even though it has been about 12 years since I have been on a bicycle, I managed a 7 mile bike ride and felt like a kid again.  Earl and Emma were walking and Emma took turns sitting in her wagon and pulling it; as small as she is I don’t know how she manages to pull that big wagon for miles but she does it and won’t give up.  When she learns how to ride her tricycle, she can ride along with Mommy if I can manage to ride that slow and still keep my balance.

While I was waiting for them to catch up, I went down on the rocks by the river and enjoyed the sound of the water rolling over the rocks and the birds singing with the wind blowing through the trees; I could have stayed there forever.

Here are some pictures from our adventure and I will post the rest in the Black River Trail album…come take a ride with me and enjoy the scenery.

        

   

       

  

 

    

 

          

Thanks for coming along with me and I hope everyone enjoys a beautiful Spring day like this one when all is right with the world!

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Think Like A Tree

 

Think Like a Tree

by Karen I. Shragg

Soak up the sun
Affirm life’s magic
Be graceful in the wind
Stand tall after a storm
Feel refreshed after it rains
Grow strong without notice
Be prepared for each season
Provide shelter to strangers
Hang tough through a cold spell
Emerge renewed at the first signs of spring
Stay deeply rooted while reaching for the sky
Be still long enough to
hear your own leaves rustling.
 

 

Have a beautiful weekend!

A Different Perspective

 
I AM THANKFUL: 
 
         FOR THE WIFE
 

WHO SAYS IT’S HOT DOGS TONIGHT,

BECAUSE SHE IS HOME WITH ME,

AND NOT OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.

 

FOR THE HUSBAND

WHO IS ON THE SOFA

BEING A COUCH POTATO,

BECAUSE HE IS HOME WITH ME

AND NOT OUT AT THE BARS.

 

FOR THE TEENAGER

WHO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES

BECAUSE IT MEANS SHE IS AT HOME, NOT ON THE STREETS.

FOR THE TAXES I PAY

BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM EMPLOYED .

FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY

BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS.

FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG

BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.

FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK

BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE

FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING,

WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING,

AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING

BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME .

FOR ALL THE COMPLAINING

I HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT

BECAUSE IT MEANS WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH.

FOR THE PARKING SPOT

I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT

BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING AND I HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION .

FOR MY HUGE HEATING BILL

BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM WARM.

FOR THE LADY BEHIND ME IN CHURCH WHO SINGS OFF KEY

BECAUSE IT MEANS I CAN HEAR.

FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING

BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR.

FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES AT THE END OF THE DAY

BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD.

FOR THE ALARM THAT GOES OFF

IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS

BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM ALIVE.

AND FINALLY, FOR TOO MUCH E-MAIL

BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE FRIENDS WHO ARE THINKING OF ME.

Live well, Laugh often, & Love with all of your heart!

Why Boys Need Parents

 

This is for those mothers of boys, sisters of boys, and boys that have grown older…
And anyone else who needs a laugh.

Why boys need parents…

 

 

 

  

         

   

 

      

 

   

 

          

 

  

 

      

 

    

Babies Babies Babies

 

I finally received another photo via cell phone of my great niece born three weeks ago; she’s a little doll.

Chelsea Elizabeth

 

While we are on the subject, here is a collection of more adorable babies…enjoy!

 

Have an adorable day!!!

Do not Stand at my Grave

 


My father died 4 years ago and will always be my hero.  He served 26 years in the U.S.Navy which included the Vietnam War.

This poem was read at his funeral service and has always been a comfort to me.

May we know that all those who sacrificed for our freedom "did not die" and "do not sleep".

In honor to all who served and sacrificed and to those who continue to fight for our freedom…God Bless You all and God Bless America!

Do not stand at my grave

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the mornings hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.

Thinking of you Dad

Ronald D. Gross

August 25, 1938 – January 16, 2005 

Two Wolves

 
Yesterday I received a card from my sister-in-law in Virginia.
I am blessed with not only just an "in-law", but also a treasured friend.
She included a parable in the card that she thought would help me
with the struggles and choices I’m facing in my life.
 
This little verse had a huge impact on me as soon as I read it.
For that reason, I wanted to share it with all of you.
Whenever you are faced with impossible choices, ponder these wise words…
 
 
Sunday blessings to you all…
 
Thank you Cathy…I will carry this with me always. 
 

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