Today, our youngest granddaughter, Mary Shannon Patrick's week- long visit with us ended. Everyone in the little blue house at the end of the road, including Ms. Tootie Mae will miss the perky teenager and, in addition; her proud grandparents look forward to her return.
She plans to spend the night with her sisters in Terre Haute, then fly back home to Denver Tuesday.
Next week, Mary's sister, Elizabeth Cory will return to Virginia. Lizzie will resume studies at Virginia Tech at the end of break.
Our grandsons, Michael Risk and Daniel Risk and fiancÚs, Kayleigh Frendenburg and Amber Swartzenkoff, respectively are cruising on the beautiful warm waters of the Caribbean.
It is colder than a creek rock here. We work to keep the poultry, rabbits, cats and dog comfortable and well hydrated. It is important to add a little extra feed at mealtime.
Not all animals cuddle like our two adult tomcats. Could be, around here, there is not a female to fight over. Maybe they have cold feet, too cold to circulate.
Every amateur and professional weather prognosticator is predicting how this winter is going to play out. Harsh or mild, we have no say in the matter. It is best to prepare for the worst and hope for the best.
This is January 2010, a new year, a new beginning. I am going to think positive as I venture forward and with good reason!
Henry Field's Spring Catalog 2010 is now in my hands. That frozen garden plot just thawed thinking about it.
I will plan my garden with the help of my mail order seed man. After last year's, small, but bountiful, late crop was harvested; Paul suggested that I enlarge the size of this year's garden.
I looked across the way toward that old garden spot that has served my family so well since 1939, the year of my birth, and said, "Why not give it another go this year?" I can see Henry's "That's Delicious!" sweet corn on my table at harvest time.
I am always venturesome enough to try new varieties that seeds men term "novelties." It is nice to add a little fun to my game of gardening. January is a good time to do some warm weather dreaming.
It is important to chase away those winter blues; keep the mind in good frame and body active. Put on a happy smile! Do whatever it takes to lift your spirits and thank God for another season. If none of that works phone me and we will talk.
This week I plan to paint the walls of my country kitchen and do some serious cleaning.
Some remarked, "What are you going to polish? The kitchen looks fine!" If one is at home practically 24/7, as I am, you are very sure where the hot and cold spots are.
After selling more than a few tools, Paul Baby bestowed a 12-volt Craftsman Hammerhead Auto-Hammer upon himself. Sears introduced the smart tool to the market last year.
Yep, the Sartor's need a storage closet, another winter project is forthcoming.
I send my condolence to the family and friends of Haley Bryan, the young woman who lost her life last Friday.
I did not know Haley, but I sense your loss.
Please know that God will take care of your beautiful angel. It is my hope that my poem will comfort you.
When Our Loved One Goes Home
God is aware of our sorrow He knows our pain
The things we are feeling are never in vain
When He takes our loved ones above
He knows the presence of our undying love
He has set aside a place in Heaven
That is more wondrous by far
Where souls can rest in peace
No matter whom they are
We are given memories
Of all the good times we shared
And the love that we have within us
Is forever spared
Sometimes we get busy
And we forget to share
But one thing for certain
Our love is always there
When God takes home our loved one
Before we can say goodbye
It goes unsaid that we cared We need no alibi.
I can be reached by phone at 446-446- 4852 or by email at firstname.lastname@example.org.