Monday, October 28, 2024

Discovered a new Audio Bible stream today!

Proverbs 28 I am grateful for a new and different voice reading my audio bible for me. https://www.blueletterbible.org/audio_video/popPlayer.cfm?type=nkjv_n&b=20&c=28

Sunday, September 1, 2024

Pleats and Bows! Welcome Here


 Welcome back flounces and pleats!


What a feminine touch to the toughened up women’s draw at the US Open in my little home town of Flushing, NY.  It was a beautiful and festive return to the hard courts of NY City.  With the strength of the women in the draw the beauty of flounces and bows remind me of the difference and the captivating value of Women’s Tennis. 

I fell in love with the beauty of the tennis dress in my teen years and we have played with the style of the skirt and panty from flounces on the panty and tee shirt style dress to just a simple frock.  I like the dresses any way they come.  They are always beautiful and call attention to the delicate nature of women’s attire in every sport.  Tennis is alot of thinking and alot of looking at a little green ball, so to add to the decor of the court with flounces and bows is a welcome eye catching invitation to the enjoyment of the sport.   

Thank you Tennis Ladies for decorating our world with your power and your skill and your individuality in style.   I love it!


Wednesday, January 3, 2024

Christmas Day 2023







 

2023 “Goodbye to the Pi in the Sky year” We started the year, so much anticipating good things. God didn’t leave us hanging, of course. He had planned many new acquaintances and many new discoveries as we walk with him into the lands of Glad Adoration. I do realize that Glad Adoration was just a figment of my imagination for so many years. It is hard to write about an amazing discovery with so many facets. The adoration of God’s inhabiting the praises of his people is something that makes you want to stop and just observe in silence. His praise is always glorious! He is far more glorious than his praise, but to see him allowing his train to spill outside of his sanctuary into the most uncanny places. Perhaps that is the folly of the uninvitedness of his presence in so many places today. The fact that he isn’t accepted or wanted in the same way that so many kinds of people were uninvited in days of yore. Signs that say for any other kind of person but God. We don’t want him here. Yet, to be working on a Sabbath and sense that he ignores the imperatives of exclusivity people place on some establishments and stages a sit in, right in front of his own enemies. The Elitists, The Exclusivists, The amazing educated “Ish”, simply step over his amazing provisions for them, as though he were a leper, when he is the one who gave them such lavish. What does God do? He lends them more breath, more stuff, more opportunity to praise him? It is an enigma to me! Three years of sacrificing some Sabbaths to the “ish” has blessed my soul in a couple of ways that I have seen in the land of Glad Adoration. 1. Seeing the Train of God’s Glory seep into the ish 2. Seeing my growth in worship and praise in a wordless season. 3. Seeing the truth of “if You turn your foot from the Sabbath…” 4. Seeing the mercy of God in the Land of the Living 5. Seeing God resisting the pride in me 6. Seeing God exalting the humility in me

Monday, January 1, 2024

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.