Thursday, February 13, 2014

Babushka fed the birds, today!

>Snow, snow, snow we rarely get it. Today was a blizzard! Woweee! The children made their snowman and snow fort. My entertainment was my birdfeeder. The snow came down profusely. Large and massive flakes, like we rarely see in this North Carolina climate. It was a sentimental snow. It only lasts a day or so here, so we drink in the delights. I went to work making the cocoa and the biscuits and the soup and let the weather do the rest. My chicken soup was simmering and I looked out and thought, perhaps the birdfeeder is empty. Even though my sparrow guests weren't complaining. I went out to check and sure enough, it was empty. The whole family stood around the window near the birdfeeder, making up stories about the interaction that we saw. Those little birdies pollywollydoodled and entertained us most of the day.

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Thinking of Pete Seeger with his heavenly hammer and bell--in my imagination

What sacred fountain yonder springs Up from the throne of God, And all new cov'nant blessings brings? 'Tis Jesus' precious blood.

What mighty sum paid all my debt When I a bondman stood, And has my soul at freedom set? 'Tis Jesus' precious blood.

What stream is that which sweeps away My sins just like a flood, Nor lets one guilty blemish stay? 'Tis Jesus' precious blood.

What voice is that which speaks for me In heav'n's high court for good, And from the curse has made me free? 'Tis Jesus' precious blood.

What theme, my soul, shall best employ Thy harp before thy God, And make all heav'n to ring with joy? 'Tis Jesus' precious blood.

Pete Seeger made me laugh this morning. He said the sight is glorious in my imagination. I didn’t get a harp like you thought I got a hammer and a bell and heaven is ringing. Halleluia, what a Saviour.

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


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.