Friday, August 15, 2008


On this rainy morning, and wishing that I felt like working, the pain of arthritis is plaguing me like crazy, but the rain is such a blessing, as it has been so badly needed.

It will help my petunias and roses plus the Verbenas and the others that are in little beds. One thing for sure my mint hasn't been studded by the dryness this year. It seems to grow like crazy where other plants starve for the moisture and one has to keep watering. The winds dry things out so quickly when you have watered that by evening they are bone dry again. When it comes to growing flowers I have a brown thumb.

My Lee was so good with the roses and they were so beautiful, I truly miss him even after all these years. He may have been handicapped in many ways, but his love was not. He loved life, he loved most of all the Lord, and his kids and I.

He loved people that had handicaps, he fought for handicapped rights in our country, and I wish that he could have lived to see ADA come into effect.

[He had Polio at the young age of 13 months, back when they hardly knew what it was, and the professionals couldn't diagnose it, but an old country doctor did. He had stopped by the home to check on the family when he heard the baby's crying, and asked what was wrong. The parents said, they didn't know. The doctor asked if he could look at him, and he told them "This baby has Polio!" Lee's parents went back to Mayo's, Shriners and told them what this old country doctor had said, and they said. . . he is right. We didn't think about that.]

Back to the flowers, the gluten-free girls site and others this morning, it is so wonderful that one can flip from blog to blog and read the stories of life as gardener, as scrapbooker, a photographer, a gluten -free blog of wonderful recipes and oh so much more. What did I do back when I didn't have a computer and all of the info that one can research and study to improve the life of oneself or flowers, animals etc.

God bless each blogger this weekend and the coming week ahead.

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3 Bullets

There once was a man who had nothing for his family to eat. He had an old rifle and three bullets.

So, he decided that he would go out hunting and kill some wild game for dinner.

As he went down the road, he saw a rabbit. He shot at the rabbit and missed it. The rabbit ran away.

Then he saw a squirrel and fired a shot at the squirrel, but missed it. The squirrel disappeared into a hole in a cottonwood treel.

As he went further, he saw a large, wild "Tom" turkey in the tree, but he had only one bullet remaining.

A voice spoke to him and said, "Pray first, aim high, and stay focused."

However, at the same time he saw a deer which was a better kill.

He brought the gun down and aimed at the deer. But, then he saw a rattlesnake between his legs, about to bite him, so he naturally brought the gun down further to shoot the rattlesnake.

Still, the voice said again to him, "I said, 'Pray, Aim high, and Stay focused."

So, the man decided to listen to God's voice.

He prayed, then aimed the gun high up in the tree, and shot the wild turkey.

The bullet bounced off the turkey and killed the deer.

The handle fell off the gun, hit the snake in the head, and killed it. And, when the gun had gone off, it knocked him into a pond.

When he stood up to look around, he had fish in all his pockets, a dead deer, and a turkey for his family to eat.

The snake, (Satan), was dead simply because the man listened to God.

Moral of the story:
Pray first before you do anything, aim and shoot high in your goals, and stay focused on God.

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