Gratitude for Aspens

Dear Mamma,

I know.  I've not been writing again which sets you to worrying.  I keep thinking that tomorrow I'll feel better and I'll write a fabulous blog post to let you know that I'm up and at em' and all is well. 

I'm like a wood chuck.  I pop out of my hole and make a peep here and there when needed but quickly dive back down into my hole before some irritated hunter comes along and blows out my brains. 

I'm sitting here in my recliner looking out the window.  It is grey and overcast again.  The wind is blowing.  I can see the Aspen trees dancing in the wind, their leaves like spinnerets on a tambourine.  They remind me of the Aspen trees we had back of the property around the pond growing up.  I used to love to sit and watch them as a child.  They looked like gold coins to me as the sun would catch them fluttering in the breeze. 

The branches made perfect bows and arrows for playing cowboys and indians.  I wonder how many of those poor branches we cut off making our weapons.  When we'd peel off the bark, it would feel so smooth and slippery underneath, the wood a pretty off white.

We tried attaching chicken feathers to our arrows.  We weren't so good at it.  I suppose since we really were aiming at each other, it was a good thing our arrows never flew straight. 

I planted these Aspen trees in my yard because I remembered enjoying watching them so much growing up and listening to their music.  When I planted them, I had no idea that the future would hold many hours with me laying here, watching my trees out the window.   I'd say that was a tender mercy don't you?

So, don't get to worrying about me momma.  Even when I'm down, I'm not down.  I'm surrounded by too many things to be grateful for.

Love,
Rachel

Oh Hark! A Lark at the Ren Fair

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Thinking Happy Thoughts..........





It is still raining here.  Not literally.  The sun is out but inside my body it is stormy so, I am going to put up our hammock and go and lay in the sun and let the outdoors be a balm to my soul and reflect on the goodness of God, family, and friends.



Mother's Day

Dear (the best) MOM (in the world)

,

I thank and love you because,

1.  You took the time to ground me, spank me, put sope in my mouth, sent me to my room, gave me

chores, etc..... because I did something wrong and you diciplined me which

 made me the man that I am.

2.  You took the time to love and raise me and take me to school, fix dinner for me everyday etc.....

Happy Mothers day!

P.S.  I love you

It's Raining Again.......

Life isn't about waiting

 for the storm to pass....

It's learning to

Dance In The Rain!

Is this better Natalie?  Or does it still look like I'm standing in a cow patty?  ;)

Nature. I'll Get Back To It Later.

We've been studying flowering trees all week and to end this edition of our nature study, we went on a nature scavenger hunt yesterday. Hopped on our bikes and hit the river trail.

Find a small wild flower. What color is it?

Okay, we realize that this little cute purple flower is actually really evil in disguise as I wrote about in this post but it fit the criteria so we put a check in the box.  Done.

Oh look Mr. J! There's a little purple one. I put on my breaks, put my feet down, and SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM!!

I about my foot down on it. See it?

I about messed my britches.

I'm all about nature study. Getting close to nature.....

But if you ask me, and I don't care if you did or not, I'm still gonna give my opinion..... this was a little too close.

Shudder..... I hate snakes.......

Neverland

It started with this:

And then Mr. J wanted a go of it...

Then Mrs. Darling wanted a turn to which Peter laughingly asked, Are you serious? You're a grown up! (His nice way of saying, Are you crazy lady?  You want me to push your fat bahootie around?)

To which Mrs. Darling replied that she may be grown up but she doesn't have to act like a grown up!

The End!