When Life Gives You Flowers.

I think the best part about April are the surprises that show up. When the lilac is doing its job of quietly blooming in the part of the yard I rarely go, and then there it is the sweetest smell and the lovely flowers just blooming for all they are worth. I was telling my daughter why its so hard to take pictures here. At our other place, the light was this buttery golden color. I loved the light. I couldn't stay away from it. I would look out the window and all of the light would be calling me to come and see it I could capture it with my camera. 

I don't want to say that the sun is wrong here. But it is. At my other house and all of the other houses I lived in before, they faced the rising of the sun in the morning and the sun setting in the back of the house in the evening. Here this house is sort of north/south,east. When the wind blows it goes around and around as do the clouds. The sun never glows like it did because I can only see it if I stand on something. Its things like that I have never noticed before and I sit and think about it. Especially, in the morning as I try to see the sun come up, but I can't unless I go stand on the end of the driveway like a weirdo and look to the sunrise.

Its spring and of course, my mind turns to chicks. I have even thought about sneaking off to Tractor Supply to look at them. I had a friend that lived in New York City and they were from another country and she said, that when they moved to New York, her mom kept three hens under her kitchen sink. I guess that is kind of like Robert Lee who kept a chicken with him while he was on the battlefield when he was in the War of Northern Aggression. ( I read that in a book, I had never heard that before.) I don't know if I could keep them under my kitchen sink.

This is our Comfrey growing in our garden. Aren't the little flowers with tiny bells sweet? Most amazing plant ever. Which reminds me, we will be celebrating our 46th wedding anniversary this weekend. What a incredible and fast 46 years! I told Ron today, thank you for putting up with me these 46 years. He said, that I had to put up with him too. We are agreed its been way more interesting that we originally anticipated. He was going to be a songwriter and we were going to live life out of a hippy van on the beach. We were going to ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after. I am so glad we didn't end up living out of a van on the beach.  We had such a normal, fun life. If you can say, that homeschooling six kids for 25 years, and having 15 grand children. Well you know.  

I am certainly glad that I am right here, right now. Even if the light isn't always golden, the days are mostly full of smiles and dreams that are beyond anything that I ever thought of and life does like life does, it sneaks up and surprises me when I least expect it and laughter is always around every corner. 

Thank you for stopping by to read my rambles. 

Happy April,

~Kim~
 

 

 

 

 
 

Happy Easter

 

Happy Easter 

My favorite picture for Easter. I always love the idea of the women walking early in the morning to prepare the body for burial. As they walk, they are each thinking to themselves, " How will we roll away the stone?" I imagine that their hearts are heavy and the tears they have cried have left them spent and exhausted. Among them were Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James and Joseph, and the mother of Zebedee's sons.

I love to think that after Jesus cries, " It is finished" His body is handled by only those who love Him. When the women get to that tomb, I think of them standing there unable to move, spell bound, and you know how when you see things you can't explain, your mind just goes blank. I think that is what they must have done. 

The passage reads this way, "
And behold, a severe earthquake had occurred, for an angel of the Lord descended from heaven and came and rolled away the stone and sat upon it. And his appearance was like lightning, and his clothing as white as snow.…"

 

" …He is not here, for He has risen, just as He said. Come, see the place where He was lying. Go quickly and tell His disciples that He has risen from the dead; and behold, He is going ahead of you into Galilee, there you will see Him; behold, I have told you." And they left the tomb quickly with fear and great joy and ran to report it to His disciples.…"

But the gospel of Mark adds a special gift to Peter, " Mark 16:7
But go, tell his disciples and Peter, 'He is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him, just as he told you.'" I always love that part," and Peter". Jesus, has just gone through the agony of dying on a cross, all of the worlds sins, past, present and future placed upon his body, broken  and yet, He still takes time to say, " And Peter."

 The story never grows old for me. To me it is full of joy, because I know how great are the sins I commit every day and how many I have committed since the beginning of me, and I am thankful that if not for the shed blood of Jesus shed for me, I would have no hope.

Still when I get to heaven there are going to be a few things I will ask about that day. "And behold, the veil of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom; and the earth shook and the rocks were split. The tombs were opened, and many bodies of the saints who had fallen asleep were raised; and coming out of the tombs after His resurrection they entered the holy city and appeared to many.…"

Not only did just Jesus come back from the dead, so did apparently others who were walking around. I would love to know all about that.

 

  I wish you a wonderful day, I always love this day, more than any other day in the year.
I hope you have a lovely day, filled with joy,
~Kim~

"…When she had said this, she turned around and saw Jesus standing there, and did not know that it was Jesus. Jesus said to her, "Woman, why are you weeping? Whom are you seeking?" Supposing Him to be the gardener, she said to Him, "Sir, if you have carried Him away, tell me where you have laid Him, and I will take Him away." Jesus said to her, "Mary!" She turned and said to Him in Hebrew, "Rabboni!" (which means, Teacher).…"
---John 20:15--- 

 

Now April

Happy April!

I have spent days trying to get new photos to my blog. I finally gave up and decided to just write with photos from the past. Today was a lovely spring day. We finally had rain last night so today is a puffy cloud day. We had a mixed up month March was like April, and who knows what April will be. I still love April though, the new lacy green leaves, the lovely smell of growing. I have some peppers and tomatoes growing under lights. I am pondering what other lovely things I can plant. Maybe some zinnias. 

We went for a week to the beach. It was fantastic. No people to speak of and we had the beach to ourselves. The weather was perfect and I did hook and I did do counted cross stitch. I did read. But we walked the most. We had Polly with us and she loves the beach. I also cooked. For some odd reason, I always feel like when we are camping in the trailer, I am back to playing house. I loved play houses as a child and I always could make one that would keep me busy and my grandparents farm always had something growing. So I could make dinners out of walnuts, pecans, or pinon nuts. 
 

When I was in kindergarten, In the corner of the class room was the cutest little house. I always wanted to play in it. The play house would be a total mess, and that was when the teacher would let me play in it to clean it up. She would say, "Kim, would you like to clean the play house?" I always did. So when we go camping I have that same memory and I finally get to play house to my hearts content. 

We walk that path 2 or 3 times a day. There are so many things to watch. The sea changes color with the different times of day. It was during a heat wave so it was about 75 every day. It was lovely. I can't show you any of my hooking because I can't figure out how to get my pictures to my computer. 

I am still around though. Its been a delightful week. Only four more weeks and I am off for the summer. I can hardly wait. 

~Kim~
  

Almost March

Spring is here! I find it nearly impossible to stay in the house when the birds are singing, and the hummingbirds are collecting spider webs to make nests. The flowers are beginning to open. The ground is so wet that as I traipse around the yard, I go through shoes because they are sopping wet. I should be wearing my rubber boots. Its a lovely time of year. 

My one finish of February. It should have only took me a week or so and it took the whole month. But its finished now. I worked a tiny bit on my turkey rug yesterday. It was the first time I picked up a hook in almost six weeks. 

Our oldest son Ben came home from North Carolina. We were celebrating the home going of my nephew, his cousin. He drove from there. He left from his house on a Tuesday and got here on Friday. Then drove back home last Monday and got back to his house on Wednesday. Its about 4000 miles give or take. We had the kids who live here all together on Sunday. It ended up being a perfect day. Only our oldest daughter wasn't here. But it was a gift to me and Ron to have them all sitting in the back yard laughing and joking. To get to have dinner together, just the brief lovely visit. Life is so filled with bittersweet moments. " Through my deepest waters, hottest fires and darkest valleys God has taught me the deepest and the most eternal lessons."( Elisabeth Ellot) I guess for the time being I am in school again.

This is from my garden and my Cilantro which is going to seed. This silly plant went crazy this year. Its loved the fog and the cold. There is no way I could eat that much. Our Celery went crazy too. 

Those lovely big stalks. My daughter said that when celery goes to seed it looks like Queen Anne's Lace. I am half playing with that to see it go to seed. We have to drive a long way before we see that growing in the wild. 

I hope with it being March tomorrow. There will lots more time to do those things I love to do. I hope your spring begins to show its pretty head as the ground begins to warm up. I know I will fall for it. I do every year. Thinking winter is gone and spring is here to stay. Then March, who is very fickle will blow and be so cold.

"It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and when wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade." (Charles Dickens, Great Expectations)

 

The little Japanese Maples are beginning to bloom. I have very slowly let my mind dream of gardens.

Very carefully, to dream of flowers and tomato plants, of food I would love to grow. Of, plans to make of summer and the wonders I feel when once again I have the energy to be creative. To find the joy in the gifts that come each day. To focus on what it looks like to have a whole field of dreams. "There is no month like March for making one believe in second changes."(Charles Dickens)

 

I hope your days are filled with blue skies, only occasional clouds and lots and lots of blessings.

~Kim~