Tuesday, January 02, 2018

A New Year

It is a silent sort of morning, sitting next to the wood stove in my rocker, watching the birds outside my window.   Cold weather has driven the little birds to eat almost continually to stay warm.   This cold snap has chased away any life left in the plants in the garden.  Robbing them of their lingering colors.    It is the cycle of life in winter, with a beauty all its own.  Faded roses are still beautiful and fallen leaves that have been gently touched with frost, are lovely to look at.  
Our family had a delightful Christmas, we were all together, the children were here with all my amazing grandchildren and even my Dad of 96 was able to spend Christmas eve and some of Christmas day with us.   A blessing beyond words as he has just entered Hospice care.   His Congestive Heart Failure is rapidly advancing.   I am so thankful he is near us.  Less than a mile from our home in an assisted living facility that has given him the independence he wanted and yet so close we can be there at his side in a minutes time.  
It is the time to extend him much grace and much love.   To see his brokenness wants me to wrap his failing body in all the love there is.   I understand more the true concept of mercy at this time.   
I am sad, knowing my days with my father are numbered, but so profoundly thankful for this time I have had with him.  He has not been easy to deal with at times, but then I think about me, and I am sure God has said many times, that I am not an easy woman to deal with at times !  What God has shown me, over and over, is what I want to show my father.   To pray with him and to comfort him, to love him unconditionally and to try to make his time left on earth filled with comfort and the knowledge that he is loved, in spite of the mistakes he has made in life.   That is the mercy I so desire from God for me after all.    
It is my prayer that this new year bring us closer to the really important things in life.  The things of value that money has nothing to do with.  May you all be blessed !

Sunday, November 19, 2017

Sunday Blessings

Soft music, the gentle kind of music that makes you feel content with life... the view from the window as I sit and spin at the wheel makes my heart fill with gratitude for the simplicity of my life. The smoke from the chimney, dancing as it loves to do, with the fall leaves clinging tightly to the tree for as long as they can.  Sunshine and shadows, contrasting the beauty.  The tea kettle spitting and hissing on the stove top, at the ready to fill my cup.  Chamomile tea, is the tea of choice on this chilly November morning.  Soothing, and simple...no pretense.  

Wednesday, November 15, 2017

November Morning

Gray clouds racing across the sky, followed by bits of blue poking through. Colorful leaves dancing their way down to the earth. Old roses, pretty pink, fringed with the mauve of age. Damp green grass under my feet, cool, clean feeling. This is November and it if full of a beauty known to no other month.

Monday, November 13, 2017

The Days Slip By So Quickly

How amazing it is to me, how fast time is flying by.     We were certain that with my husbands retirement, we would have so many more hours in our days, but instead, it feels as though the days pass by more quickly.   I find our days, well occupied with our hobbies, with our family and with daily tasks.   I now wonder how I had so much time to sit at the computer in the past !  
The word "contentment" is how I sum up my life right now.  Easy flowing days turn into weeks and months.   My knee replacement 7 months ago has given me freedom from pain, which allowed us to take our annual backpacking, hiking trip easier.    We had so much fun.  There was adventure....a bobcat fighting its prey right beside our tent one night...the sounds were terrifying.    We also had a black bear get into our car, looking for food but not finding any. But it did do a lot of damage to the car trying to get into the trunk.    There are stories from this trip that made the grandchildrens eyes grow wide as I recounted our adventures.   
The last few months we have experienced many medical issues with our youngest daughter.  Seizures, 5 surgeries and several hospitalizations.   As you can see in the picture, she is doing quite well now, standing in between her husband and sister.   How blessed we all feel to be seeing her health return.  
Life is good, perhaps not always easy, but there is faith enough to carry us through.   

Monday, April 17, 2017


Just a quick little update to let you all know that your prayers and well wishes were so very appreciated.   I am recovering quite nicely and was up walking one hour after surgery.  I am two weeks into my recovery now and walking without the use of a walker or cane.  I take the cane with me when we go out, just as a safe measure.   The hardest part of my recovery has been not being able to go outside and see my roses each day.    The pain has been quite manageable and although I do not like the feeling of being tired, physical therapy would not be possible without the help of pain medication.   The Doctor and therapist all tell me I am a "rockstar" in regards to my quick recovery.   Hoping to hit the trails this fall and get some hiking done.   Thank you again for your kind emails and the many prayers.

Sunday, April 02, 2017

Prayers Please....Knee Replacement Tomorrow

Tomorrow, April 3,  at 12:30 I will be having my knee replacement surgery and I would covet your prayers for the surgeon, for my dear husband (so he won't worry too much) and for me, that all go well and that my recovery go well. I know the Lord will be with me, but there is comfort in knowing others are praying for you. Thank you in advance.
I am going to be in the surgery center for just 24 hours if all goes according to plans.  I am thrilled to be able to recover at home.  I will have a nurse come in a few times and have physical therapy at home until I can leave the house.   I am thankful for such good health that allows me to have such a short stay. 
I know this will not be an easy peasy recovery but I will get to enjoy looking out the window of my bedroom and seeing my rose garden and that will be a wonderful delight.

Sunday, March 26, 2017


One week from tomorrow I am scheduled to have a total knee replacement.  So, I have been busy in the garden this past week in preparation for being laid up for a bit.   I am hoping to be able to sit on the porch quite a bit while recovering and enjoying watching the garden grow !    Each morning that I have been outside, digging in the dirt, planting a new flower bed under the kitchen windows by the St Swithun climbing rose bushes, tending to the grape vines, feeding the multitude of rose bushes, planting some vegetable seeds in the raised beds, or thinning out the iris and day lilies, I have felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude for having the blessings on land with which to garden.   The wisteria filled the morning and evening air with its delightful sweet scent as I watered the roses and the birds sang to me as I sat on the side of the raised beds.  Its the perfect place to pray, to think and to get some exercise.   
I am excited about my upcoming surgery, as I know its step number one on the road to having my hiking life back.  Not looking forward so much to the recovery part as people have told me, its not pain free...but, no pain, no gain as they say.
Along with the gardening, I have been swimming at least 1,000 meters several times a week and doing a lot of bicycling to build up the muscles in my leg.  
I have ordered several books to read and have a good supply of yarn on hand for knitting.  Emery will help me warp the loom so I can sit and weave during my recovery time too.  Aging has its down side, like my knee giving way, but that is a small thing compared to all the blessings that surround me.   Life is good and God is ever watching over me.  I would love some prayer on April the 3rd as the doctor replaces my worn out knee with a brand new replacement.   


Friday, March 03, 2017

Love With Action And Truth

1 John 3:18Dear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions and in truth.

For nearly a year now, we have been caring for my 95 year old father that came to live near us.  For a few months, he lived with us but we could tell he wanted a bit more independence. So we were blessed with being able to get him into Assisted Living just down the road from us, less than a mile away.   This has been a learning experience for us.  Learning what sort of things we need to have in order by the time we reach the years where we are not able to do things for ourselves.  We are learning a new level of patience and acceptance for the things that will never change.  Its a blessing in many ways but it is hard in many many ways.  We have days filled with Dr visits, medication lists, hard choices and a lot of running errands.  I am learning so much about my husband through all this.   He is a saint of a man.  His patience with my dad is never ending.  He has a willingness to help my dad at any hour for as long as my dad needs him.  Its beautiful to watch.  Its a gift to my heart to see the gentleness of the man I love in dealing with my father.   
However, I do seem to have less and less time on the computer.  A quick post here or there on Facebook is about it.
Next month I may have a bit more time as I will be having knee replacement.  I guess my last backpacking trip just blew that arthritic knee out completely.   Last MRI showed a lot more damage to the knee.  I am looking forward to having the surgery done and having the pain gone.   I am still swimming my laps several times a week and getting on the stationary bike for some good long rides, but walking is not so much fun. 
Life is good, despite a few little bumps in the road.   I feel blessed.

Saturday, December 31, 2016

Winter Morning

Nature is sleeping, it is winter. The vibrant colors have faded, replaced by subtle shades of fade. Beauty can still be found all around, in shapes, and in the puffed up feathers of the birds, chasing off the morning chill. The sun, dulled by a sky filled with ice crystals, has an ethereal beauty that stirs the soul. The bare branches, showing their form and shape, delicate like the veins in the hand of an well used hand. How blessed we are to have eyes to see and words to express the beauty around us. Life is amazingly wonderful !

Friday, December 30, 2016

The Christmas Season

I was putting away some of my Christmas decorations and feeling a bit sad, since I love the Christmas season so much. All the vibrant colors, the scents and the joyfulness that goes along with the holidays. I sat down for my breakfast, using my favorite, Twas the Night Before Christmas dishes and smiling at how the decorations, casually sitting on the table near me, waiting to be put away in a box for another year, matched my breakfast dishes so nicely. It was nice to take a quiet little break and just enjoy the last of the Christmas season.
Its been a very busy month for me, both my daughter and father were in the hospital at the same time, on the same floor of the hospital.  There have been many issues to deal with regarding my Dads failing health that have kept me a bit stressed and very busy seeking the resources he needs in order to stay in his apartment as is his wish.   
Christmas eve, there were four generations at my table, ages 2-95.  I felt so blessed, so full of this love that spanned the generations.   We laughed, we ate, we shared fond memories and complained a bit about the very warm weather.  It always feels a bit "wrong" to have windows and doors open on Christmas eve.  We all like that winter feel of the season.  Warm sweaters, hats and gloves.  Warm puffs of air kissing the dark cold night as we say goodnight to one another at the door.  As the evening came to an end, with the little ones anxious to go to bed so Santa could come, I gathered all 5 grandchildren around me and read, "Twas The Night Before Christmas" to them,  hardly glancing at the words as I so long ago memorized this wonderful poem.   I felt so full of love, so full of hope, and so delighted that we could all be together.  
So, this morning, as I ate my breakfast, smiling at the words that go round the tea cup, I felt a bit sad that the holidays are over for another year.    
On January 2nd, I will start making presents for next Christmas, filling my special red hat box with socks, hats, hand made sheep, deer and bunnies.  Life is good.

Sunday, December 11, 2016

The True Beauty of The Season

The Christmas season is one of my all time favorite times of the year.   I love the colors, the scents, the tastes, the laughter, the elements of anticipation and surprise.  I find joy in the happiness of this holiday.   But, the most important aspect for me is the true beauty of the season, the love.  The love that was born so long ago, that we celebrate during this season.  The transforming love that came from one life, one tiny baby, born in a stable.  Humility personified.  An example of how to live our lives with compassion, non-judgment, and empathy.  We celebrate all the good things in life at this time and many of us, seek to find deeper meaning in the way we live our lives at this time of the year.  Seeking to be more like Christ.  To look past the shopping madness and look inward and in turn, manifest goodness to those we love, to those less fortunate and for those with deep aches in their hearts. 
This is what the holiday season is about, the true meaning.

A New Year

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