Radishes

Good evening everyone.

So many things bring up memories for me these days including these pretty little radishes I pulled from my garden today.

 Springtime always meant supper included a large bowl of crunchy radishes and green onions pulled from the garden just a few minutes before we ate.

Lots of memories stem from the kitchen table.

Seven people I love around the supper table; I can picture it now.

I hope you are making some memories around your table today.

I love you. 

I am trying to get back into the writing spirit I had in 2012.

Thank you for reading.

 

Why Destroy It with a Camera Flash

Good morning everyone.


It is a beautiful morning in Oklahoma.  The temperature is in the 60s and there is NO wind.  A perfect day to be outside, but instead, we are enjoying easy listening music, our genre.  We have our granddaughter, a perfect 2 year old, and she is setting beside her grandpa in the rocking chair.  I could take a picture, but the flash would destroy this perfect moment.  There they are, wedged in the recliner, him with his eyes closed, hand on the remote.  She is wide awake but still as a mouse; every once in a while she glances up at Grandpa to see if he has his eyes open, sometimes yes, sometimes no.  So............she is entertaining herself by watching the music selection change on the TV and gently rubbing her eyes.  I am predicting a nap for her very soon..................at 10:20 a.m.???  I thought she was out there for a second, but she is in total relaxation mode.


Aw, such a perfect moment.  Why destroy it with a camera flash?


Just a moment ago, the live music ended by the audient clapping.  My sweet little girl, clapped.  At first I didn't realize why she was clapping..............then I realized she actually is listening to the music.  Aw, my heart be still......................another perfect moment.  My cup runneth over with love.




I love you.

Pray for My Little Cricket

 My little cricket

 My little cricket with his grandpa

And here he is with his parents

Last night we were privileged to go to Logan's

3rd grade class musical about insects at spring picnics.

He was a cricket if you hadn't already surmised.

He had a little speaking part and

he was EXCEPTIONAL; never missed a beat.

His grandma was so very proud of him.

Recently, my mind has been overwhelmed with the world situation.

You can't imagine how much this little school production

reassured me that the world is going to be okay.

These little 3rd graders will be

tomorrow's leaders.

Pray for them now.

Pray for my little cricket.

I love you.