Monday, April 13, 2009

Vacationing in NC.



I just love the beauty of the surroundings here. The city which is always being built and never completed. There is always a construction site around the corner and there are farms for sale and cows looking forlorn, as though their fates are tenuous. I am on vacation and this is the time that I get to truly enjoy the sights and sounds that are our home.





We live in a community of houses that are all alike. The first year was scary for me, because when you walk around all of the houses look the same. I got lost walking around the neighborhood, in the frost of the first year and I was afraid that I would think one of the other houses was mine. Not really, but it is somewhat disorienting, to look around and think that you are at home, when you are not. I think, I have grown past my NY homesickness and now can take on some hiking project with the children. Always keeping my blood pressure in my mind, not to exert myself too much...




Sometimes, the reservoir looks like the angels are riding on an iron to keep it perfectly tranquil, nothing like the constant motion of the ocean, where we came from. Some mornings, I see the reservoir just come out of the closet and it is so wrinkled that I don't think it will ever straighten out again. I do love to catch the morning dew on the small lakes and ponds where we live. I see one little cloud and a number of cloud columns leading to the water. The boys and I used to call that the angel's coffee clotch, where they sit around and plan out their day. They sip the ponds through the straws of the clouds. We love looking and thinking of it that way.
Now they are all too big to imagine such things anymore. So on Spring break I have to spend some time, just with the Lord, to sit and be His child and think little thoughts as I am wont to do.



The children and I have a plan to catch the day on the "first bounce", as we call it, when we are up and do something, to see the sunrise. Today was a bust, because of the rain and haze. We will catch up. Hopefully we will catch it on the rise tomorrow.
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Title- The Studious One!

Title- The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.

Widdle Emmie in outer space school

Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.

Midnight at the OASIS

Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville

My little Emmie

ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!

My Father and I 1989

My Father and I 1989

to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme

A VISIT TO PAPA











Are you going to Mary Immaculate?

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



Remember me to the one who lived there,



He once was a true love of mine,



Tell him to buy me an acre of land,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,



Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,



Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,



Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.



Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



After your done 50 pushups



and jog down the West Side Highway,



Then he’ll be a true love of mine…

(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)





He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.