Nearly a pink blossom
Nearly a graduate
Nearly a cozy fire
Nearly a peach
Nearly Summer
Nearly at the end
Nearly one year out
Nearly jam
Nearly fifty-one years old
Nearly perfect
Perfect
Memorial…the Day
This day has always been about families. Pulling everyone together to remember those who aren’t with us right now. In a lovely way, it is also about flowers.
Bundles and bundles…
of real flowers…
to leave with a few people we love, and miss very much.
Great Grama Beck—the only doctor type person in town way back then and who sewed a neighbor’s scalp back on after a mule kicked him in the head.
My momma’s brother who took one breath on the day he was born then closed his eyes again.
My grama who once gave a kid a black eye for calling her little brother a “dirty farm kid.”
And my grampa who used to be a magician and could escape from being wrapped with chains–in 3 minutes.
My great-great grandpa who gave Orson Hyde a purse of gold for his mission to the Holy Land a long time ago.
We have spent this day remembering our family, with my mom and dad so many times–it seems impossible that now we are remembering them. How can it be?
My lovely flower bearers…
…and our tiniest blossom–so she will know the goodness that she comes from, and never forget.
I hope your Memorial Day weekend was wonderful for you all.
Arrowed
Ever wonder what a person’s leg would look like if it got shot by an arrow? Well, I’ve never thought about it, but I got the info first hand anyway…or first leg…or…nevermind.
Ok, ok. So not shot exactly. More like arrowed. Yes, that would probably be a better word. Arrowed just above the knee.
No, it wasn’t a passing Boy Scout working on his merit badges. He got that one at Scout Camp.
No, it didn’t have anything to do with Cupid. I have a restraining order out on that guy–and any grown man in a diaper, for that matter.
No, it wasn’t a violent ambush by a pack of crazed Aborigines. I would have seen that coming.
Trust me. This was worse.
Unbeknown to me the said arrow was covertly poking it’s mean little tail feathers out from the top of a box…in the hallway…where I was innocently walking…when it leaped out and attacked me.
All right. All right.
I walked right into it.
Arrowed–shot. Shot–arrowed. What’s the difference? All I know is that the pain was like being bit by a Rhino–do they bite? Oh, who cares. It nearly dropped me to the floor. The room seriously spun while I stood there trying to figure out what had just happened in this previously benign hallway.
In other words…it hurt like crap.
I’ll never see that hallway in exactly the same light again. In fact, next time I’ll turn on the light before I venture forth. That would’ve helped.
Sheesh.
(Just imagine the whining if it had been the pointed end!)
Have a Wonderful Memorial Day Everyone!
These Times…
Happy Thoughts
“Think of a Wonderful Thought…”
Did you happen to notice?
To the right of this post–way up at the top–there is a box that says “A Million Things To Be Happy About.” That was the place where you could click and read our huge list of things that make us happy. But not just us…you guys as well. We’ve tried very hard to add the happy comments to our list each time someone has left them.
Well, now it’s changed a bit. We have moved the “List” to a tab above. Look up, you’ll see it.” But the best part is that we’ve added your happy thoughts to the scrolling list at the top right side of this page. Look to the right…see it? Each quote will appear for about 8 seconds before randomly displaying another. Oh, I’ve added four or five of my own–if they were particularly brilliant, but for the most part, they are all yours. Don’t worry–only the first names will be posted.
If you’d like to be part of our scrolling happy list–all you have to do is add what makes you happy to this post—now, and any other time we are collecting. We’ll add your thoughts to the display and to the main “List.” Our goal is to inspire others to see the joy and beauty that is there, around them, all the time–if they will just look.
After all…happiness is a choice.
What do you say? Right this minute—what is making you happy?
Please tell us…we’d love to share!