Showing posts from October, 2006

Pickin' Trash

When my children were young they were embarrassed by my trash picking. We would be driving down the road and someone would have something really nice put out to the trash and I would stop and check it over to see if it was something we could use. I was never too shy to stop and check things over.
I even got a marble top table once and lawn chairs in great shape. Most times I come away with nothing but the times I have found a treasure make it worth the stopping to check things out.
Today is trash day for our street and down the road from us, a rather nice house had a lot of trash out, they are moving. I had to stop. A maple table dinning room table, two maple chairs, a nice lamp and a few boxes.
One chair was broken, one was fine, needs to be refinished or painted, the table was perfect, but I didn't need it or the lamp, but there was a box of sewing patterns and I grabbed that up for sure.
Got home to find several children's patterns, some maternity patterns, jumper patter…

An Early Birthday

Plain and simple, I am blessed. Yup, its not a brag its just a fact. This past week having my dad with us has been so wonderful. A reminder to me of how blessed I have been to be raised by such loving parents. My mom has been gone for 20 years but her impact on my life is still seen daily.
Having dad here reminds me of all the patience and love he showed my sisters and I consistently through our lives.
Its been fun spoiling him a bit with home made apple pie and for his early birthday, strawberry shortcake just like my grandmother (my moms mother) would make him each year for his birthday. We figured up that it had been over 30 years since he has had one like that. We make our strawberry shortcake on sweet biscuits and not with cake.
My dad had two big pieces last night and looked very satisfied.
His actual birthday is the 6th but since he will be back at his home then, we decided to celebrate early. I think he looks pretty good for going to be 85 next week.
I will take my dad to the airpo…

A Morning Ramble...

Emery called me over to the back door to have a look at the sunrise. Once again the beauty of creation, took my breath away. What a gorgeous sign of renewal, assurance that a new day is breaking open to us. No matter what hardships may come, there is always a new day.
This past week I have felt a real resurgence in my life regarding prayer.
Many years ago I felt like a true prayer warrior and then, slowly, this relationship of prayer faded away until it came to the point of being stale and formal. Nothing deep and personal.
I think part of my wandering and searching has been due to this lack of a personal and perhaps real connection to God. This mornings sky seemed to be for me some sort of visual from God, saying, "yes, I am here".
Many years ago, when I was in Academy I had to memorize this passage from a book called Steps to Christ. Looking at this mornings sunrise, it came back to me as so true.
"Nature and revelation alike testify of God's love. Our Fath…

Being Tourists in Texas

Today Emery and I took my dad to the Texas Rangers Museum in Waco. It was a perfect sunny fall day and even the ride down was full of splendor.
Fields readied for winter, bales of hay laying in greening fields. The sky, reaching endlessly in all directions. My father commented on how flat it is and for me, its more that its wide open, almost begging you to get on a horse and ride off into the sunset.
At the museum I was surprised to be honest at the amount of Texas history that is contained in this one place. I learned so much and came out of there so proud to be living in this state.
They have a wonderful collection of guns that have been used by the Texas Rangers, some old handguns weighed nearly 5 lbs. They allowed to pick them up, making you wonder how a man could hold one up and shoot while riding a horse. My arm would be tired just holding the gun for a minute or two. You got to see how through time the guns changed style. It felt like you understood more how the west w…

Amish White Bread Recipe

The recipe for the Amish White Bread can be found in the January archives of my blog, I believe the 28th
Here is the link

Its such a nice loaf a bread and easy to make.
I have used half whole wheat flour in the recipe too and it works out just fine.

Have fun baking bread and filling your home with the delightful aroma that nothing else compares to.

Baking Day

Yesterday was baking day. Emery was working yesterday and my dad was busy reading, and I was catching up
with my cleaning and baking.

Hot out of the oven Apple Pie

4 loaves of Amish White Bread


I have a major prayer request and would appreciate if you can spread the word on this need.
Melanie is diabetic as you know and in need of health insurance especially now with the baby on the way.
She was store manager for some time but asked to step down as the stress was too much for her.
Since then it seem the district manager is just out to get her.
They changed the schedule this week without telling her and they had her to work this morning when last week she was supposed to have it off.
She did not of course show up this morning since she had no idea she was supposed to work.
Now she is so afraid they will fire her for a "no show".
Its nearly impossible to find part time work with insurance these days so if she gets fired, finding another job will be extremely difficult.
Her medical needs are so much each month and they could never afford them without insurance.
Please pray she does not get fired, or that God has something even better in store for her. She has been in tears all…

More wedding photos

The Wedding ceremony was to start at 2:30 in the afternoon, but we had to be there just about 12:30 to set up the flowers and to have pictures taken. Pictures with the families are taken before the ceremony.
Everything was so well organized and planned out that no one in Priscilla's family was in need to miss anything, and there was even time to sit and talk a bit.
The church started filling up around 2, with families as far away as Mexico. One of Priscilla's uncles works at a mission in Mexico with Children and he was able to make it to the wedding.
The wedding itself was beautiful. The singing from the young people brought tears to many an eye as they sang Momma's Tears. First the devotional was given by a friend of Stevens, touching in the 5 good qualities he has seen in Steven that will continue to be a blessing for Steven as he builds him Christian home. After that the sermon was given by a man that Steven lived and worked with for a time and was about building a solid C…

Wedding Photos

Priscilla and Steven

The Flowers

Priscillas family, including Steven. There are 10 children in her family

A Few Pictures From Last Night

Everything is ready for the big day. Tables set, decorations in place. The first picture is of the head table, set with Steven and Priscilla's new china. I love the pattern. We are just about to head out the door to the wedding. Flowers all done and we hope they will survive the strong winds getting them into the car.

Sometimes You Just Have to Shake Your Head

Often times folks have no concept of how clearly their judgemental attitude shows up to those around them. The we are better than you type thing.
I had a conversation tonight with a woman that was downright strange. She plopped down next to me and astonded me with words that were strange at best. I came away shaking my head. There was an agenda I am sure, but it seemed to not work well for her. With all her comments, it reminded me of a quote from Fiddler on the Roof...... Hodel says....."I heard that the Rabbi who must congratulate himself has a congregation of one."

Steven and Priscilla's Home

Yesterday afternoon Steven took me and a couple of his friends out to see how his house is looking now that its all done and the furniture is all set up.
Its just lovely. He did such a nice job and Priscilla has everything so pretty. Compared to what this place looked like a few months ago, its nothing less than a miraculous change.
Although it was a rainy damp day, the house felt cozy and comfortable.
The wedding is just approaching so fast. We are all excited and anxious for it.
This morning, Priscilla and I will shop for the flowers for the arrangement to be used at the reception.
My dress is cut out, but not sewn together yet. I have no idea why I have procrastinated so much on this. Finally found a zipper to match the fabric tonight. It won't take me long to get it done, but it certainly is down to the last moment.
My dad arrived safely, thank you to all that prayed for his safe journey. You would never know he just had a new pace maker put in two weeks ago. The man is amazing. Its…

Sweet Gentle Rain

Its just one of those days when the house feels extra cozy. Soft rain has been falling for most of the day making being inside a pure delight.
The house seems a bit dark from lack of sunshine steaming in the windows but its not a bad thing, its nice. Looking out the windows, gives me a view of such bright green grass, dark wet tree bark and Robins hopping about. It surprised me to see them I must admit.
The lamp light isn't really necessary, more of just a pleasantry to chase away the grayness in one corner of the room.
The clock ticking away the minutes on the piano reminding me I should be sewing on my dress for the wedding and not sitting here at the computer.
I am tired though, went to the fitness center and worked out. Took a class that was certainly high impact, a step class. It was hard work and to be honest I am not sure if its the thing for me. I would rather spend that much energy throwing hay bales or carrying 50 pound feed sacks. I came away from the gym wonderi…

Who is this in the mirror ?

Today was weight watchers and I was happy to see that I dropped another 2 and one half pounds. After WW I headed off to the fitness center where I worked out for a full 4 hours.
That will not be my normal routine but this is a busy week for me and I wanted to get some serious time in since I only have one more time to work out this week.
40 minutes on the treadmill, 30 minutes on the stationary bicycle, then did what seemed endless time on the elliptical and the stair master. I am sure it was about 15 minutes between them, but it felt like hours. Did quite a workout with my trainer then did Pilates and stretching. Tonight I am a little stiff and feel 52 years old. Usually I feel about 28 years old.
I noticed something today at the gym. I would walk to some other machine and notice myself in the mirror, (each wall is mirrored) and each time I saw myself I thought, "who is that ?" I don't feel like I look. Most of the time, mirrors are something I avoid.
In my mind,…

Baby Quilts

In going through all the baby clothes, I came across the girls quilts from when they were babies. My mother in law made the sweetest quilt for them.
The first one is one she made Melissa when she was a little girl and by the amount of wear on it, I am thinking Melissa used it for several years. The second one was used by both the girls in their cribs. The puppy quilt was Melanie's and taken with her each time she was hospitalized, as it was always a comfort to her to have something from home with her during those times.
How fun it was to see these treasures and know they will bring joy to another generation soon.

First Day at the Fitness Center

Big things happening here at the Lockwood's this week. My dad is arriving on Wednesday which is pretty exciting for us all and my sweet husband gave me a years membership to our local fitness club. Something I have been wanting for a while now. Had my first session with a personal trainer today. What fun I had and also had my first Pilates class. Think there are a few muscles in my arms, I had forgotten about in the past few years. They seem to be making their presence known tonight !
This whole thing of loosing weight and becoming more fit is very serious to me and this is one more step to take in reaching my goals.

Soup For Supper

Soup at this house is rarely made with a recipe. It starts with what is in the house. Today, carrots, onions, celery, some spike seasoning, lentils, some barley, a bit of turmeric, canned diced tomatoes with basil and a couple handfuls of Amish dumplings.
It simmered on the stove most of the day. A few slices of home made bread toasted and the meal was complete. Perfect for a fall evening when you imagine you can see your own breath as you exhale in the coolness of the night. Its not quite that cold yet, but it feels it.
Soon it will be time again for Homestead Heritage Craft Fair in Elm Mott Texas. We start looking forward to this as soon as the last one ends. The pottery on my table is all from there. Made right there by some of the young people in the community.
If you ever have the chance to attend this event, do !
You will not be disappointed.
You can visit their web site at
which tells a bit about the community and the fair.
I usually ge…

What Season Are You ?

No surprise here with my answer. I adore winter. Hot chocolate, snow, cozy fires, pine trees heavy with snow, the way your face feels when its cold, even shovelling. Yup, the whole nine yards.

You Belong in WinterQuiet, calm, and totally at peace...You're happy to be at home, wrapped in a blanket, completely snowed inWhether you're lighting a fire or having a snowball fight, you always feel best in the winter.
What Season Are You?

Inner Life

Inner Life
by Edna Jaques
from the book "My Kitchen Window"

For we are more than just the thing we seem,
More than a little waking and a dream:
This life that seems so commonplace to me
Is woven into all eternity !
The little happenings that make a day
Are born of God and shall not pass away.

The fire when laid.. the supper-table spread,
Even the simple breaking of bread,
Are symbols of diviner things that lie
Close to our inner selves and will not die --
The roots of life beneath the commonplace
Weaving their tendrils through the human race.

As life goes on . . there will be these :
Warm clodded earth, and blossom-laden trees,
East winds and rain . . and flocks upon the hill,
The fresh, sweet wonder of the daffodil :
And over all . . and under all . . and through,
The mind of God made manifest in you.

Chilly Morning

The cold woke me. Pulling the covers up around my neck did little to chase away the chill. A window or two had been left open a bit last night inviting in the cold north wind. Pulling on my red wool socks, and donning a cozy flannel shirt over my nightgown.
The cold felt uncomfortable and in the fogginess of early morning thinking, I wondered how in the world we keep the house warm in winter when its really cold. The first few chilly days seem so much worse then they really are. The transition from hot dry summer that went on forever in my mind, made way for this other type of weather, that makes me question if cold is really fun like I say.
I took the tea kettle off the stove, knowing that as soon as I drifted off to sleep, this wild screaming tea kettle would start whistling. I was proud of myself for remembering that in a hour of the day when the brain is still stiff with sleep.
After the rooms felt cozy, I climbed back into bed, pulling up another comforter. It was 5 am …

Thoughts of Being 95

In many ways I am conservative. O.k. family members are laughing here, I can hear it across the miles ! Most you have to understand most of my extended family sees me as rather the old hippy, But the fact remains, I am conservative in many ways. Music is not one of them. I don't listen to any of that rap stuff or hip hop, but when it comes to the music of the 1970's well, my taste of those days has stuck with me.
And I like my music loud, never would due to have me in an apartment since my stereo is often on MAX and it really is MAX.
Today I was sitting spinning wool, pewter behind me, woodstove next to me, might be a scene from some old book except, for a few things...... Lynard Skynard belting out Freebird on the stereo, followed by Eric Clapton, Jethro Tull, and Fleetwood Mac base shaking The Chain. The floor is vibrating under me. The tea cups rattling on their tidy shelf.
I tried to get a picture with me in it, but I kept getting blurred as I ran to get behind the wheel befo…

Our Greatest Work

As I was walking around the land today, I was doing some pretty heavy thinking. I had been thinking about my other blog and what I had written this week on there.
I thought about what really will matter in the end. I wondered about what my greatest work is in life. What is the most important aspect of this journey on earth.
As my feet were moving me across the green grass, I was making a mental list of my accomplishments and rating them. Its funny but one theme always came to the surface as the most important. Ahead of all others, or necessary for the outcome of what I had always seen as the most important.
In my younger years, I just don't think I understood what my greatest work was.
Raising my family always seemed paramount to all other jobs, but then today I realized that there was something ahead of even that.
I am not ready to tell you just yet, keep reading...
Looking over my own blog, there are accomplishments. Three children who have grown into wonderful adults, contr…

Just an Ordinary Day

Yesterday I had nothing to write about for this blog. I had things to do, errands to run, and chose to spend time with Melanie since she had a day off. We went shopping together, how odd it felt to be the one not pushing the grocery cart, but trailing along while she shopped. We traded places at that moment. I felt like the child shopping with an adult. Time on my hands to look at things I had never noticed before in the store. The shocking price of cigarettes. What other people had in their carts, figuring out what kind of diet they had. Most were pretty bad. It was fun just walking behind, not having to think of things I needed or plan a meal as I went along the isles.
I was also given a special gift from my dear gentle-man yesterday. He gave me a years membership to the health club. I adore working out. Love going to the gym. Its not a chore for me but a pleasure.

Just a very ordinary day. Nothing earth shattering, nothing profound. Nothing dull either. I think t…

Crisp October Morning

Chilly air seeped through the open windows before dawn, making it almost impossible to drag myself out from under the downy covers. The cool air making noses cold within the walls of the house. Last night it seemed so right to leave windows open, but now, we second guessed that decision.
In no time at all the fire glowed in the stove, casting copper shadows on the shiny wooden floor. Soon a bubbling pot of oatmeal was cooking on the stove, raisins and cinnamon added in, making the house fill up with good morning smells that make a soul feel very hungry.
The wind is still blowing cold from the north. The sky a solid covering of gray flannel clouds.
With Emery off to work, the morning mine, folding clothes that did not dry on the line last night so were brought inside and hung off the pegs on the wall that usually hold sweaters and hats. Morning chores done, a bit of time for some tea and spinning. My old wheel needs some attention. I busy myself with looking at what it needs to work again…

A Cold North Wind

A cold front came through late this afternoon, dropping our temperature 20 degrees in a short time. It went from summer like to fall in no time at all.
Now its nearly 11 pm and the house is dark. The only light is what comes from the computer screen. The windows are open, despite the cool night air. The wind is chasing itself in swirling madness. The trees are bending and the old farm gate is rattling. My feet are cold, and I am dressed so strangely. A combination of summer and fall. Wool socks, shorts and a brightly colored stripped long sleeve pajama top from Hanna Anderson. Part of me wants to close the window and shut out the north wind but then another part of me is reveling in the cold night air. I thought I heard the pitter patter of rain a bit ago, but it never smelled like rain. Makes me doubt what I heard. Perhaps it was just the wind making noise on the crispy leaves still stubbornly holding onto the tree.
Tomorrow will be a good day for soup. The kind that n…

Dieting Caution

Out there in blog land and on the internet in general there are lots of folks with advice on dieting. Since I have been writing about my own personal experience with the struggle of weight loss, I did some searching to see what's available.
I want to beg you to make sure you get sound advice when seeking to diet. Make certain you are looking in the direction of a well proven, nutritionally sound diet plan, not just what someone has discovered for themselves. People loose weight just eating just cabbage but that doesn't make it a sound diet. Look for information from an educated dietitian or a well proven plan like Weight Watchers, South Beach, Biggest Losers, SparkPeople or the like. People have their own particular health issues and you need to get wisdom from those that know what works for each situation. Diabetics need special advice as do other health issues.I am shocked at the meal suggestions out there for weight loss. Some of them are treading on dangerou…

Hand Made Baby Day Too !

Between my mother, sister Jan and myself there was lots of knitting and crocheting being done when I was expecting Melissa. I kept all the sweet little things that were made and what a treasure the things that were so lovingly made by my mother as she has been gone over 20 years now.
To think of another generation being kept warm in such treasures, is a gift of love that goes beyond words
My mother made such a sweet little shrug and a darling cape that are both so old fashioned in style that makes them all the more special. I have all her old baby knitting patterns and have been dreamily looking over them. Just waiting to know if the yarn should be pink or blue !

Today is Baby Girl Day

Today is baby girl day ! I had so much fun hanging up the little girl dresses, some of which were Melissa and Melanie's when they were babies. How time flies when you are having fun, and fun it has been raising my family. Each and every new stage was delightful and so full of blessings.
I see now that I have no where near the same amount of girl things as boy things, so maybe I should shop some. We all suspect that since I had no boy babies, the need to over compensate has occurred.