Believe You Can

Ashley  came home from the library with some art books.  This one is drawing instruction. Somehow, she also picked up a very interesting balloon hat. I don't know if there is a connection, but it makes a great imaginative layout.

It is fun to know she is interested in drawing pictures of what she sees around her. I'm pleased there is a library where she can get a book on anything she wants to study.

It seems that out government doesn't have enough to do. While they could have chosen to study topics that  would protect us from enemies abroad and enemies within the country and those in government as well, it turns out, they are much more interested in knowing lots of facts about ordinary citizens.  They have checked into all kinds of online sources to know more and more about each or us. Even though I would consider myself an upstanding citizen of this faire country, I still feel uncomfortable having people peering at all my online photos,  reading my email and collecting info on my phone calls.
This  was established as a free country, not what it has become...a spy state.

Good Balance

It is a little bike for a little boy. It astounds me to see this little fellow not even 3 1/2 riding a bicycle.

He certainly does have good balance...which is more than we can say for most of the politicians in this country.

Because our government, as well as the general public, is spending more than they make, we are teetering on the brink of disaster.

Clear Water

I've spent much of my day trying to make and publish a book. It is with a different publisher than the one I really like ...My Publisher... which doesn't seem to want to give good deals anymore.

But I am frustrated right now. Can't seem to make their program work right for me. I had to make special 8x8 layouts for the book. Don't know now whether I'll ever get it published, but at least I'll post this layout tonight. I really like the simplicity and the 'clear water; which I really don't see around here. 

Our water is generally  too deep to see the bottom, filled with seaweed, or just plain muddy.

That reminds me of Washington. The liberals are  always trying to muddy the water. Why is it they can't just tell the truth anymore? Well, the answer is, if they were honest about what they are trying to do, no real American citizen would vote for them. Most of the time they are saying they are trying to do exactly the opposite of what they are really doing. 

A Stick and a Feather

A Stick and a feather...what more could a boy need?   I can relate to the wonder of a feather. But I really don't get the stick, unless maybe it could be used as a walking stick. But Caleb was quite happy with his finds as he walked at Riverbend Natural Area. 

I still find myself enthralled daily  by God's creation. All I need do is lift my eyes from this computer and gaze out my window at beautiful trees, the lake, the sky, birds...  As far s I am concerned, nothing is more beautiful than that which our God made for us here on earth.  And as anyone knows who reads the Bible, He once gave man an even more awesome place to live...the garden of Eden.  And He has already prepared a place in heaven for those of us who give our lives over to Him.  There is no match for the magnificence of heaven.

I  find myself humming ever so often now, "This World is Not My Home, I'm Just a Passing Through."

Bike Race

Caleb has embarked, at the young age of three, on a path of bicycle racing. This was his very first race. He rode his sleek and shiny red Strider on the New Belgium Short Track,  May 21.  Each week this summer, he will have another chance to race his bike.  However, since seeing him ride his pedal bicycle, I'm sure it won't be long until he switches to it for the events. 

It was interesting today as I was racing around trying to do everything at once, a little titmouse friend stopped by my bird feeder and shook his tuft at my window as if to say, 'are you never going to fill this again?'  He was so cute, that I dropped everything I was doing to cater to him. But when I filled the canister, the seed fell on the ground. There was a big hole rusted in the bottom. Of course, so as not to disappoint this little guy, I grabbed my purse and headed off to WalMart to remedy the situation.  It didn't take me long before I was back at the house and filling his new feeder with extra special seed.

But while at the store, I landed in one of the many long lines. I had plenty of time to read the headlines on all the magazines.  One of them really caught my eye. It was one of the news rags. It wasn't the National Enquirer, but similar. It had a picture of our president and it was saying that he would be impeached. I didn't think it could happen because he is so slick, but here it was in black and while: Worse than Nixon!   That and the titmouse made my day.

More Memorial Day Celebration.

 Because of our veterans, we now have the freedom to shop...or even to not shop, which is what April and I were doing. We checked out everything, or at least a large selection of things. Here were the Christmas things we looked over. Although we shopped much of the day, we didn't spend more than $5.00. It was an inexpensive day; but we had lots of fun.

Today actually felt like Christmas.  John uploaded a million pictures to Flickr.  Well, at least enough, that I will no longer be able to 'scrapbook' all or even most of the pictures they make.  Now, I"ll have to be more choosey.

I'm  inexplicably tired tonight...even pretended to be an old person and took a nap earlier. Guess I'll just have to give in and go to bed.  Oh yea, it is within minutes of midnight, so I  guess It's not too early.

Since the Department of Homeland Security who has 240,000 employees and spends more than $60 billion a year, says it cannot find 266 foreign nationals who have overstayed their visas and, get this...they could be a national-security or public safety threat.

Since I wan us to sleep well tonight, I'm reminding you of God's promise in Psalm 18:2:

The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.

Now that I'm back to Easter, I'll post a layout of the boy triplets at Easter.  Their Easter baskets proved there is more to Easter than chocolate. Aussie's prize gift was a Rubik's cube. If he is like my dad, his great grandfather, he'll soon be whizzing through that puzzle as if he invented it.  Then there is Mason. He received a promise of money to put toward a game he wants to buy.

Of course the real significance  of Easter was the resurrection of our Lord Christ Jesus. And the boys celebrated their Lord and Savior at church that Easter morning as I pray they do every day of their lives.

This  week finds them at church camp.  Even though Ashley had an infection in her leg earlier in the week, she was ready to go to camp along with the boys on Friday. I certainly wish I could be there to get pictures of the daily activities or at least at their house when they arrive home with all their belongings from camp. I'd like to hear all the tales they will be able to tell at that time.

We need to keep all those who went through tragic storms this last few days in Oklahoma,  in our prayers. And until the triplets return home, I'll be praying that tornadoes are kept away.