Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Father's Day
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| Four generations: Our darling H with his father, grandfather and great- grandfather. Photo by L, taken in Charleston, S.C., about five years ago. |
What I appreciate most about JFC is, he is dependable and reliable and steady.
When young, these traits may be considered boring, but as the years go by, they become more and more important and appreciated.
I never, ever had to worry about where he was when he was away from home, or how or with whom he was spending his time. I was sure of his love and devotion to me and our family, and to God. Even in the tough times. It's a quiet kind of honor I value highly, and am thankful for.
Monday, May 13, 2013
Mother's Day
Hold him a little longer,
Rock him a little more,
Tell him another story
(You've only told him four).
Let him sleep on your shoulder,
Rejoice in his happy smile,
He is only two-and-a-half
For such a little while!
Author unknown
Yes , waffles, yes, you can stay naked all day or until you think you need clothes,
yes to butter on the video popcorn today,
and me beside you for not just the scary parts;
then yes to a rain-walk, yes, even to the culvert-rushing water and the long way home,
yes to candles with dinner, yes to no lettuce;
yes, I'll save the opera and switch to jazz,
yes, a bath bead? - take two;
and yes, I will sing the song, yes, just this once, three times.
Ellen Dore Watson, "Wondertime", 03-08
"Free Verse, 12 May 1996"
Yes, we can loll here for six more chapters before [breakfast],Yes , waffles, yes, you can stay naked all day or until you think you need clothes,
yes to butter on the video popcorn today,
and me beside you for not just the scary parts;
then yes to a rain-walk, yes, even to the culvert-rushing water and the long way home,
yes to candles with dinner, yes to no lettuce;
yes, I'll save the opera and switch to jazz,
yes, a bath bead? - take two;
and yes, I will sing the song, yes, just this once, three times.
Ellen Dore Watson, "Wondertime", 03-08
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Hoamatland, Hoamatland
Hoamatland, Hoamatland, i han di so gern ...
(first line of the anthem of the province of Upper Austria, in dialect)
Went to visit my old home province and dear relatives, and had a wonderful time.
More pretty views --
(first line of the anthem of the province of Upper Austria, in dialect)
Went to visit my old home province and dear relatives, and had a wonderful time.
| flying into Linz last week. A pretty view, eh? |
More pretty views --
| The little Mühlviertel village of Schlägl - home of some of our ancestors |
| Lunch in Linz with my wonderful cousins Liesl and Gitti |
| and this was last year at Gitti's (with my dear brother and Gitti) |
Friday, April 12, 2013
Where are you?
Spring, where are you? We're still waiting for you.
The blossoms finally started coming out this week, but we can't really enjoy them like we usually do, with all this rain and cold and cloudy skies.
"Spring in Kentucky is a time of beauty and renewal. The bluegrass glistens in the sun with a greenish blue hue after a shower. The thoroughbreds frolic with their foals in the neatly kept farms that line the pikes throughout the green rolling hills and meadows. The mountains are alive with flowering trees of all kinds and sizes. The redbuds and dogwoods usually steal the show, especially in the east - where the bluegrass meets the mountains."
"Where The Bluegrass Meets the Mountains" by S & S White
pictures I took for our sisters-blog, a springtime or two ago - -
The blossoms finally started coming out this week, but we can't really enjoy them like we usually do, with all this rain and cold and cloudy skies.
"Spring in Kentucky is a time of beauty and renewal. The bluegrass glistens in the sun with a greenish blue hue after a shower. The thoroughbreds frolic with their foals in the neatly kept farms that line the pikes throughout the green rolling hills and meadows. The mountains are alive with flowering trees of all kinds and sizes. The redbuds and dogwoods usually steal the show, especially in the east - where the bluegrass meets the mountains."
"Where The Bluegrass Meets the Mountains" by S & S White
pictures I took for our sisters-blog, a springtime or two ago - -
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| Self-portrait in Bernheim Forest, a favorite place. Springtime + reading & writing = happiness. |
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
98 years old!
My father-in-law turned 98 years old today. We invited a few good friends and had a little party. It was great. Roy H composed a wonderful country song for the occasion, and called it "The Charles Hymn". He also sang some others for us, including "Today I Started Loving You Again".
So fun.
Jean has a special fan in Jamie -
So fun.
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| Sorry, these pics are terrribly blurry, but you get an idea |
This picture is from almost six years ago
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| photo by Julee |
Jean and his sister June and their mutual close friend since their childhood, Laverne. The occasion was June's lovely, surprise birthday party (90th), given by June's daughter Julee in southern California, where they both live. LaVerne lived in the Bay Area. Jean flew out, rented a red sports car, picked up LaVerne, and together they drove down Highway 101 to the party. Jean and LaVerne were 92. I love that story! It tells a lot about Jean.
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