Polly's Garden

Swirling Thoughts about blogging, life, goals, etc.

2012-01-29T13:47:00.000-07:00

I've read some bloggers lately asking the question, why blog? I've always known why I blog. It is for myself. I've always kept a journal. When blogging came on the scene it just seemed like a fun more creative way to do just that. I know that there are bloggers who have lots of readers and I think that is wonderful. Blogging can be a great way to share ideas, to help others, and  to connect with each other. My reasons are slightly different. I love staying in touch with my friends and nieces who blog. I can see what's going on in their lives. Sometimes, (not often as there is no time) I stray off to blogs in foreign lands and see what those women are doing. But, mostly I blog because I love reading my grandmother's and mother's journals. I love reading about their lives and how they felt. I hope that someday, some great - granddaughter might find something to relate to as she reads about her great grandmother.  So whenever I sit down to post something I am usually thinking about those from the past and thanking them for writing things down about their lives.
Occasionally, when I read other's blog and see all the comments I will think, "why does the world not find my life interesting?" (this only happens when I am in a down and out sort of mode- you know that pity party pattern that visits every once in a great while). Then I remember why I actually blog. I do it because it makes me happy. I enjoy writing out my thoughts and posting pictures.  I like keeping a journal this way. Those are my reasons.
I had an interesting discussion the other day. It was about doing things you like to do. Setting goals and being satisfied with the outcome. I had had a particularly rugged day with the little ones. (seldom happens, but sometimes it does)  My bad leg has been acting up indicating a shot is in the near future. I was asking myself questions like, have I ever accomplished anything? Am I doing any good at all? I'm getting close to sixty, has it all been a waste of time?   My friend/advisor said to me "you have accomplished everything you set out to do. You wanted to be a wife and a mother. You are a wife and a mother, so you have accomplished your goal." He went on to say that his life goal was to have a book published. If that goal was ever met, he couldn't expect anything more. He can't tell if the book will be a smash or if no one will read it. His goal is to have it published. He writes because he loves the act of writing. I am a wife and mother because that is what I always wanted to do and love doing it.  Nothing more. I help take care of the little ones, because I love to. I can't expect anything more. As with the blogging. I blog because I enjoy it. It is important to remember to do things because they bring happiness and a sense of fulfillment to our lives. How people recieve what we are doing is a different story and should not be part of the reason to do anything.

Just some random thoughts swirling around in my head.
I feel better having posted them.

Homemade Chicken Noodle Soup

2012-01-26T21:40:00.000-07:00

My grandmother made the best homemade chicken noodle soup. It was one of my favorite meals, and she had many as she was a fabulous cook.
Grama B's recipe:
Bring to a boil a whole chicken covered in water with some celery, carrots, onion, garlic, salt and pepper. Let simmer for about two hours.
Let cool. strain. Struggle taking all the chicken off the bones (not her words) throw out the veggies.
Noodles
1 egg, 1/2 egg shell cream pinch of salt, 1 cup flour
mix and knead together
Roll out
cut in strips
let dry.
Put chicken and noodles in broth and let simmer for about an hour.
salt and pepper to taste.

Polly's Homemade Chicken Noodle Soup

I have changed the recipe somewhat. Things change. I can't see any difference in the taste and it seems much easier. First of all I cook boneless, skinless chicken breasts. I still throw in all the veggies to make a rich broth. But a little chicken broth from a can never hurt anything. When the chicken is finished cooking, I let it cool and strain the broth, taking out the veggies. So easy to just cut up the chicken breast. I then make my noodles just as Grama did, except I use milk instead of cream. I double, triple depending on how much soup I'm making. I don't dry my noodles, just put them into the boiling broth as I cut them. (with a pizza cutter). Can't tell any difference in the taste. I usually have to boil and simmer for about 1 1/2 hours. Salt and pepper to taste. I've never had a problem putting canned chicken broth in if I need more.

Always tastes delicious!

Enjoy!

Family -The thread that holds us together

2012-01-24T11:17:00.000-07:00

There is a story in my family history where an ancestor was part of a wager. A man would go into a ladies bed chamber where she was asleep with her child and kiss her! The family member would be a witness to this frivolity. The wager was taken, witnessed and carried out. The man was punished for his "abusvie carriages" and judged to be an abettor." My ancestor was fined and admonished. "It appears he had a sense of adventure and mischief."

It must be in the genes, because all these years later the mischief seems to sift down through the generations. My grampa had a funny sense of humor. Dad and Uncle Mel were a little on the mischieveous side and can you see the twinkle in Sam's eye?

Dad was a coach of basketball, softball and loved the game of golf. That gene has certainly come through in his son, his grandson's and great's. (Their father's certainly helped the talent along). The love of baseball, golf and anything round that flies through the air is something that continues to thrill everybody in this family.

I'm sure Whitney recieved her creativity and love for faraway places from her Grama June and her mom, Agnes. She is like them in many ways. She has such a style and grace. She is sensitive and loving, just as they were. Beautiful traits to have from lovely women.

Wouldn't Grama Bagley love to sit down with Abby in her quilting room? She would marvel at her quilting machine. They could chat about fabrics and colors and designs. How thrilled Grama would be in Abby's talent. Abby also inherited a great business head. She's full of drive and persistence. She came into the world that way. It has to be in the genes.

Then there's those brainy people. The one's who are always thinking about something and wondering why this and why that? Taylor had his grampa Sieverts who could build anything. Jake looks just like Abby, but there are times when he's thinking really hard...his face just transforms into his dad's, who is always thinking and one step ahead of everybody. Nick has loved learning since he was tiny. Wondering and reading and continueing to learn.

And then there are Maude's twinkling brown eyes. Jamey has them and he passed them on to his son, Hogan. Everytime Hogan smiles, we see Maude. Physical features carry through. My dad always told me I was lucky to marry into such a good looking family (The DeSpain's). They are! Their genes came through in my beautiful children.

The things I hope to pass onto my children is my love for them and an appreciation for all that we have been given. From the time I was small I loved my grandmothers garden. Her beautiful lilacs, roses and grampa's home grown fruits and vegetables. I inherited a great love for nature, especially my garden from my Grama Bagley, a love for family, friends and music. The simple things. Oh, and of course...my children and grandchildren all know how to be "one with the sun."

I am so grateful for the family I came from. I was loved and taught by good parents. I was close to my grandparents and cousins. I am grateful to have that thread that weaves itself through the generations. It reminds me where I come from. It ties me and my family to those that came before.
That thread is strong and will continue to hold us together.

Finding beauty everywhere

2012-01-21T20:16:00.000-07:00

"If you truly love Nature, you will find beauty everywhere."

~Vincent Van Gogh

Our Little Princess- presenting herself in June

2012-01-19T11:55:00.000-07:00

We got the word yesterday that we are finally going to have a little girl join our "only boys allowed" club. "only boys allowed +one." Couldn't be happier for Whitney and Jason.

Can you imagine how much fun we are all going to have spoiling this little one? (Jim is already burying the check book). Although, the excitement of "pink and frilly" is only a dream...

With Jason being a pilot and fisherman, and seven little cousin's who like to play baseball, golf and kick anything that's round, I think our "little princess" will more likely be a little grubby than pink.

We can't wait to meet her, whatever she's like.

She's a welcome addition to our gang!

What a Wonderful World - My Dad

2012-01-18T00:00:00.000-07:00

Things I loved about my dad:

his sense of humor

the way he loved my mom

the way he loved us kids

the way he loved his grandkids

the way he loved his parents

his loyalty to all of the above

his love of country

his joy in living

his enthusiasm

his persistence

his positive attitude

his sense of adventure

his smile

his wise counsel

his kind heart

his faith

the way he worked

his example

The way he complimented others

and made them feel good about themselves.

the way he looked on a golf course

(at home)

his generosity

the way he played the piano

the way he sang

the secure and happy life he gave me.

the list goes on.

It would have been your 90th birthday today.

You will always be remembered, because of all the things you accomplished in this

life.
You did so many things,
but always put your wife and children first.

That will be your legacy.

I'm blessed to have you for my dad.

The Cool Kids

2012-01-17T09:19:00.000-07:00

These are the "Cool Kids" I spend my time with.

Dylan loves to climb. He climbs and climbs. That's when he's the happiest.

Sam likes to hide under his blankie and say "where's Sammie?" Then come out from under saying "there he is." Jake likes to read stories to Dylan and Sam. He also teaches them how to play and share. He's the best helper!

Usually they get along and play well together. Until Sam decides it's time to go to sleep. Then Dylan puts his books away and says "no more pictures, grama, it's time for lunch." At this time they are really cool kids, because they all take naps and grama gets a break.

How I Find Comfort

2012-01-14T12:59:00.000-07:00

"Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly
hand beside the fire; it is the time for home. ~Dame Edith Sitwell

I find the winter months lovely. I don't necessarily care for the weather.
I much prefer the warmth of the other seasons. But I find the winter months
a good time for enjoying the comforts of home. Reading good books,
delicious bowls of hot soup and beautiful sunsets.

It is the perfect time for burrowing down in soft quilts, reflecting
on my blessings, remembering loved ones who made a difference
in my life, writing in my journal, planning for the future, knowing
spring will come. Until then I enjoy the comforting pleasures
of this particular season.

The Flowers of Late Winter

2012-01-12T08:53:00.000-07:00

"The flowers of late winter...occupy places in our hearts well out of proportion to their size."

~Gertrude S. Wister

At this point we are still waiting for winter. The clouds seldom gather and snow has
yet to fall in any great amount. But it will come.
I worry that it will come and stay around for longer than I want it to.
I am learning to enjoy what comes with each season. I took care of my
friend's amaryllis for a week and watched as it bloomed. Glorious blooms,
each taking its own time as if that particular bloom wanted all the
attention on that particular day. I love paper whites when I have them. They are so delicate.
I brought in my herbs this year and dried them, hanging right by my sink.
I can nip off and use them when preparing dinner. I actually feel like I can cook when
I get out my olive oil, lemons and herbs and cover a chicken with their deliciousness.
I love flowers at all times...I think in the winter I appreciate them even more,
because they are not in great abundance.

A Gentle Path

2012-01-10T20:47:00.001-07:00

"Take the gentle path." ~George Herbert

As I work through my dreams and aspirations this year, I want to find time to enjoy some quiet. When life gets busy and energy gets depleted I tend to eliminate the things that energize me. I need time to plan, to organize, to pause, to dream and then to act on those dreams. Quiet time and meditation shouldn't seem like such a difficult thing to achieve. But as I get older, instead of having more time, I seem to have less.

Right now I am working on simplifying and cleaning my home. I often wonder how I can gather so much stuff. Usually in January I go through closets and cupboards and get rid of unnessessary items. Yet every January there seems to be another pile. I want my path into spring to be uncluttered and simple.

Summer will be here before I know it. I want to be more aware and grateful for my surroundings. I think this is possible through organization and simplicity. I want to take the time to do the important things that feed my soul.

But, I need to start practicing now, so as the months pass I will continue to walk down a "gentle path." I want the energy to plant my flowers, to be organized so I can sit and read a book or do whatever makes me feel quiet and happy. After almost sixty years of living I think it's time to just enjoy the little ones and then indulge myself with simple pleasures.

I think I'm right, no..I know I'm right!

2012-01-09T22:09:00.000-07:00

Have you ever seen something similar to this? Did anyone step forward and look at the other kids and say,"I think you're right." It would be surprising if that happened. As I watch those running for office they remind me of a group of little kids who look just like this. Of course, much more is at stake. But why is it that everyone running feels like they are the only one that is right? Why is it that we as people find it so important to always have our positions be the right and only way to do things? We spend a lot of energy attempting to prove our point. I wonder why these candidates spend so much time undercutting the others? Don't they give the American people any credit? We can read and learn about the candidates and find out where they stand and what kind of character they have, and then vote for the person who we believe will do the best job. Why should I believe anyone who is tearing down another? Is Jon Huntsman considered a moderate because he reaches out to hear all sides? Is Obama upsetting his own party because he sometimes compromises on issues? Maybe Mitt Romney's flip flopping could be that he is trying to work with the people he is serving at the time. I don't know. I just wish more politicians would spend their time living and doing things that make me believe in them. I haven't heard much from anybody about how to solve problems, because they are too busy telling why the other guy can't solve anything. I think one of the biggest problems we have in this country is that nobody in Washington will work together to get anything done. They all have to be right, which means everybody else is wrong, which means they use up too much time arguing and never getting anything positive done. The first person that comes along and promises to work with the other side to solve our problems gets my vote.
This is what I believe and I know I'm right!!!!!

Who we are.

2012-01-07T09:03:00.000-07:00

I love to blog. It is the only way I would keep my journal current. I think all technology is fabulous. It helps me keep in touch. Helps to accomplish many things while doing lots of other things. I am grateful for computers and cell phones because my kids are able to work from home alot, with the help of all these gadgets, and be with their children. The only thing that's missing in all this is the beautiful art of handwriting. I was reading an article by Ann Cannon this morning. Her most valued Christmas gifts this year were letters from friends on lovely stationary in their own handwriting. As I read this it made me think. When my mom died, I wanted things that were her. Her old wedding china, with the little pink roses. So many Sunday dinners and Thanksgivings served on those old dishes .Her portrait of grama Lundgren. But the things that became most precious were little notes found in her drawer, recipes, or letters in her handwriting. That familiar script, when receiving a letter, you knew right away it was from mom. I love the funny letters sent from dad with a goofy poem or advice on the page. Both grandmothers distinctive writing I hold dear and Grampa Bagley's love letters to Grama show what a romantic he was. Jim's architectural training is very apparant in his handwriting. It's who he is. Whitney's artsy side is all over her handwriting.

Again, I am grateful for computers, for the quick email to a friend. I am in contact with so many that I would never communicate with. I keep in touch with friends and nieces through blogs, so I know about their kids and other activities. We can get a group together for a lunch or party in minutes and can I tell you how I love to Christmas shop online? We stay closer to family and friends because of all these new ways of communication. An occasional handwritten note will help remember these loved ones always. Our handwriting tells alot about who we are. I see a letter from someone I love and immediately am with that person and feel their presence. I love getting emails from those I love, but they are seldom saved and treasured, I push delete and they are gone. I think I'll write a few letters today.

Simple Things

2012-01-03T20:37:00.000-07:00

Last Friday I was tending Jake and Sam. We were leaving to get some dinner and as we drove down the street Jake said, "Grama, look at the beautiful sunset! Isn't it beautiful? You need to take a picture." It was a gorgeous sunset. What made it even lovlier, was that my little four year old grandson noticed it and said something about it. Many times when we are outside playing we look at the trees and the grass and talk about what a wonderful world we live in. I am so grateful this little one is noticing his surroundings by himself. I think there is a difference between saying thank you and being grateful. One is manners, which is very important. The other is being aware and grateful for all that is given to us. Jake is learning that lesson at a very young age. Being with these kids makes me constantly aware of how grateful I am for flowers, sand, snow, mountains, trees and sunsets. Again the simple things...babies, kids, hugs and nature. Can't wait to see my crew tomorrow!

We are Wealthy in what is Important

2012-01-02T10:21:00.000-07:00

After a long weekend, Whit is on the mend. Friday she had emergency gall bladder surgery. Saturday there were post surgery complications. Watching a child in such intense pain is very difficult. Add on the worry of her pregnancy, makes it twice as hard. What was lovely to watch was the outpouring of love. Whitney's sweet husband, Jason, never left her side. Whitney also has a huge support group which includes aunts, uncles, cousins and friends. Her brothers and sisters love and rally around with prayers, visits and good wishes. Her seven little nephews want their Aunt Whitney to be well again. They love her so much. Whitney has a special relationship with her sister/twin/cousin, Marta. Marta was at the hospital to make Whitney feel well with her loves, hugs and funny stories. Jim and I are grateful for a close family who are always there for one another. We are so grateful for Whitney's recovery, and continue to be happy for children and other family member's generosity and love. It doesn't matter what is going on in this world, family and friends are what is most important. We have an abundance of both, and so as we go into this new year consider ourselves very wealthy in what is most dear to us. Happy New Year.

My beautful daughter

2012-01-01T08:06:00.000-07:00

I have an ache in my heart today. My youngest daughter is in the hospital. It is hard not to worry as she is pregnant with her first baby. She is so excited for this little one. We are hoping the doctors can find out what is wrong with her. Prayers and love sent her way are welcome.

Aspirations

2011-12-29T19:10:00.000-07:00

I consider myself a happy woman. I have a loving husband, a beautiful home, children and grandchildren that I love dearly. I have friends that are dear.

As I go over my life each year at this time I make resolutions, but I usually don't follow through.
The get in shape, loose the weight thing happens once in awhile, but I'm not as diligent as I
should be. I think this year I won't call the things I want to happen resolutions or goals.
I will call them aspirations or dreams that I will turn into reality. I need to get out of
my "pajamas" quit waiting by the mailbox, open the door and get on my bike and go somewhere.
It's not that I don't do anything, I'm busy from six in the morning until I drop in bed at ten
or eleven. But I seem to not get in some of the things I want to accomplish.

Simple things like getting a bit more organized. Trying a new cleaning method.
I have really wanted to learn how to make a skirt. And I'd like to give a few more parties.
I have some personal goals, oh I mean aspirations, that I keep putting off.
I think it is time to organize myself, so I can make these dreams a reality.

I need to be a little surprised by life, to hug a little more, to enjoy my friends and have fun
with them more. I need to lay out under the stars and hear the sounds of summer nights.
I need to laugh and sing with my little ones even more. They are small for such a short time.
These are my dreams for the New Year.

I'm excited to put things into motion!

The Best Christmas Gifts

2011-12-26T16:02:00.008-07:00

Another Christmas is over, only to be captured in our memories. I hope it will be a good one

I hope my children and grandchildren will remember Christmas as a happy time.

I always have.

As I remember Christmas's past, I always have a warm feeling. It was always a time for family and friends. My mom and dad worked together, decorating our home giving it a magical feel.

Upstairs was always quite elegant. Everything beautiful, glittery and perfect.

Downstairs it was bright and cheery, red and green. Where ever you were it felt like Christmas.

Dad always spoiled mom with beautiful knit suits, usually in red or orange. He loved her in bright colors. Or a new set of luggage. But the thing that was the best about Christmas wasn't the gifts that dad bought for mom or us kids. It was the feeling of love. I felt it everywhere.

I felt it in the way my dad adored my mom. I felt it in the way my parents took care of their neighbors.

I felt it in the way my mom and dad loved and respected their parents. They were so much apart of our lives and I am so grateful for that. I had such a strong bond with both sets of grandparents because of that closeness. I have always appreciated the way my dad bought his daughters special gifts, just from him. Lovely perfume or jewelry that he picked out. What a treasure to recieve from your father.

He gave me more than perfume and jewelry. He gave me a sense of who I was. He taught me how to look at life in a positive way. He taught me how to work and enjoy life. He taught me how to laugh.

My mom created a home where love, security and fun were always in great abundance. There was music, love and laughter. Not just at Christmas but all year long. These were the gifts my parents gave to me. I am forever grateful.

Christmas Day

2011-12-25T18:58:00.003-07:00

This beautiful day started when we were awakened by the phone.

The Eastern gang were up and had all ready opened their presents,

so it was fun to hear their excited voices.

Next the Christmas lights started twinkling.

We knew that soon we would hear little children.

Children's voices are the best sounds of Christmas.

Dylan and his mom and dad were the first to arrive.

Dylan all snuggled in his warm green winter coat.

Soon Jason and Whitney arrived,

Nick came up from the basement and finally Jake and Sam with parents.

All were ready for Christmas to start once again.

Nothing better than seeing these excited little faces as they open presents, play and eat Grampa's omelets.

A beautiful morning.

Then off to church where we always enjoy the choir at its best.

Lovely.

Later we visited Abby and Mike's home to see the kids speed around their yard in their dune buggy. (Jake can even go in reverse).

Watch them play with toys Santa brought and have a delicious meal.

Abby is always prepared to host the never ending party that ends up in her home.

Being together, sharing love, having fun, giving, family and friends makes this a wonderful time of year.

It certainly has been a Merry Christmas.

Happy Birthday!

2011-12-24T09:09:00.003-07:00

Have you ever seen such a good looking young man?

His father comes close.

My handsome first grandson,

leader of the grandson all boys club

turned fifteen on December 20th.

Can't believe it!

Seems like yesterday that we got the call.

James and Becky were living in Pennsylvania at the time, so we didn't

meet Taylor until he was about six weeks old.

I feel instantly in love.

Taylor moved back to Salt Lake, then to Mexico, back to SLC

and finally settled in his original home of PA, where he

flourishes in school and baseball and whatever else he

puts his mind to.

He's the best leader and example all the other boys in gang

could ask for.

Have a great year.

Love,

Grama Polly

Christmas Fun

2011-12-24T08:29:00.004-07:00

The week started with a visit to Aunt Marie. Heidi brought her box full of nativity costumes.

She dressed all the dear children and they walked into Marie's room singing "Silent Night."

Of course, they were like little angels. They acted out the Nativity with Jake as Joseph and Chelsea as Mary, Lucy, Liza and Jill were lovely angels. Benji was fabulous as the wiseman.

Marie was delighted.

The next day I got sick (it wouldn't be Christmas without me in bed). My lovely neighbors

(who look as if they coordinated their outfits) stopped by for visits and good cheer.

They always make me feel happy and are so dear to me.

Moving on to the annual Christmas Eve party (moved to the day before Christmas Eve)

Everyone was there. The food was great, the company better. The cousins always love getting together to play games and have fun. So happy the cousins stay close and like being with each other.

And finally, Jim...looking a bit tired. But who wouldn't? With me being sick, he cleaned,

shopped, delivered, visit taught my ladies, pulled the party together, cleaned up after the party,

worked (at his job), all with a smile. Thank you for all you have done to make this Christmas so lovely. I'd give you a big hug, but you're over cleaning the church!

What a guy!

Whitney's Christmas Gift

2011-12-23T09:37:00.004-07:00

Christmas always comes with special gifts.

I will always remember our first Christmas tree in our little trailor in Logan.

I love the gift of children at Christmas.

Especially when we had our own.

So much fun when Jamey and Tyler were old enough to get what Christmas was about and be excited! Abby's first dance recital,

the first snow.

Our first grandchild's first Christmas.

So much fun,

so many memories.

This Christmas we have been given another special gift!

Our baby is going to have a baby!

How exciting to be able to look forward to another little one.

We are so excited for Whitney and Jason.

So, thanks for the best gift ever!

A little Flag day baby getting ready to join our gang!

Merry Christmas.

Families and Christmas

2011-12-17T18:48:00.003-07:00

What a lovely week.

There is nothing like seeing those you love.

This week I've seen many of those that I hold near and dear.

We started the week having dinner with Jim's sisters and and husbands,

staying up way too late visiting, laughing and catching up.

We don't get together enough.

This is the group that visits Mexico, thanks to Tam and Kevin,

so it's nice to hear about the people down there that we have come to know and love.

Next I got to go and see my first Christmas program in years.

Since the older grandchildren moved away, it's been a long time.

We got to visit Jake's school and see him perform.

Then he and Sam visited with Santa (although Sam didn't seem all that thrilled).

Moving along,

last night was our first annual cousins Christmas party,

hosted by Marta.

A tradition I hope we will continue forever.

We ate and laughed and stayed up into the wee hours of the morning,

but well worth the lack of sleep when surrounded by these fun girls.

The power went out halfway through the evening,

so we wrapped up in quilts and opened presents and reminisced by candlelight.

I almost felt young again!

The best Christmas's are when the hustle and bustle stops

(I have to stop it)

and enjoy the blessing of friends and family.

Actually the best time of any season is stopping and enjoying the moment,

those we love,

and remembering all that is given.

I plan on being Merry this Christmas,

hope you have a merry merry too!

I Was Outsourced

2011-12-16T06:21:00.003-07:00

Recently we switched our internet to a higher speed.

In the past I have spent time with tech people on the phone who live in faraway countries.

I have nothing against these people.

They are usually hard working people trying to help.

The problem I have is the companies that hire them.

Last night Jim and I were on the phone for about an hour trying to get his laptop set up to the wireless internet.

The lady helping us was nice,

but we both had such a hard time understanding her,

plus there was a delay going on, because as we found out she was in the Philippians.

In the past if I couldn't understand someone,

I politely requested someone else.

I feel it is my right as a paying customer

to be able to have an easy conversation when having difficulties with a TV,

computer of whatever I am trying to fix.

Last night we got too far into the situation.

I kept wondering why we were having difficulties with the phone connection when we were talking to someone working for the phone company (centurylink). -

Again, not her fault.

In the future when I call to get help,

I will upfront ask for someone who resides in the US, who can speak English clearly.

I ask all five of my followers to do the same.

I am sure we will change the world.

Merry Christmas

I Know Nothing...

2011-12-15T07:03:00.003-07:00

When I was young I thought I knew everything about everything.

I was quite positive I knew everything about marriage, raising children, and my faith.

Of course this was before I was married, had children or knew anything about anything.

When I had my children I was somewhat of an earth mother.

Feeling that natural childbirth was the only way, and of course any person who was medicated in any way was not quite up to par.

I was a militant Le Leche (nursing mother) member.

Going to meetings - well I guess they were support groups,

but I think if there had been a march somewhere I would have marched.

If you didn't nurse your child, you were just not a very good mother,

and your child surely wouldn't be well adjusted or healthy.

(oh how judgmental, I was).

In Relief Society I always sat on the front row,

hand raised offering answers and opinions on all subjects,

wondering why the older ladies sat on the back row,

usually sitting very quietly with amused (or dazed) expressions on their faces.

I had the world figured out and I could do just about anything.

My oldest child was about six.

My oldest child is now almost thirty nine.

I have learned that I know nothing.

I think it first dawned on me years ago during a family home evening.

I was part of a family home evening group.

We prepared six of the same lesson,

took them to the group and came home with six different beautifully prepared lessons.

I was giving one of these lovely lessons,

and the children were not listening as attentively as I thought they should,

I got upset and left the room.

I went downstairs, and started to paint.

But their laughter brought me back upstairs,

Jim had them gathered around, all five, playing poker!

They were having a great time -

at the end of their game, they ended with prayer and had refreshments!

At that point I quit the home evening group.

I decided I might look at Family Home Evening from a different angle.

I moved back a few rows in Relief Society.

I didn't answer as many questions and listened more.

I started asking questions and found that those ladies on the back row know a lot more than they were letting on. I found that each child has a different way of learning and communicating.

I found that my way isn't the only way.

I found that babies live when fed by a bottle and that it is actually really nice for the mother to have a break now and then while someone else cuddles her little one.

I found that epidurals are the only way to have a baby.

I found that the back row in Relief Society is the perfect place to sit.

I can sit quietly with a dazed look on my face, while everybody else answers the questions.

I've found that humor and faith are the things that get me through and that most things work out

- eventually.

I've found that there are tons of ways to be a good mom,

as many ways as there are moms.

It all comes down to loving those little ones, and enjoying each moment with them.

I've found that the answers are learned along the way through experiences.

I learned that marriage is a journey where I discover new things about my husband

each year, each week, each day,

and I have to continually learn to improve myself, to be a better person,

to stay interesting, loving and unselfish.

I learned that I was not the teacher to my children, for they taught me far more than I taught them.

I would never have learned compassion, service, unconditional love, joy, heartache, gratitude, but for my kids.

Yet I still wonder, I still don't know the answers, I don't know much,

I still just hang on and laugh a little at that young girl who knew so much.

She was young and idealistic, which is good.

Her faith had not been tested.

I know one thing about her though,

she knew everything about her faith then.

That faith has been tested, with many tests to come,

and even though I know nothing about anything else,

of that Faith I am still sure.

Why I celebrate Christmas

2011-12-13T22:05:00.003-07:00

The cookies are baked, the silver polished,

the gifts wrapped, the house decorated,

the tree's lights are twinkling.

The house has that warm beautiful glow that it does as Christmas approaches.

It's time to sit in my comfy chair

and enjoy this beautiful season.

To take in my surroundings and be grateful.

It's time to think of that wondrous star that shone so bright.

To remember why I celebrate Christmas.

I celebrate the gifts that were given to me that first Christmas.

The unconditional love and forgiveness that was sent along with the baby.

The tidings of great joy that came from the angels.

The way the innkeeper kindly gave a warm place to the young couple.

The charity that Christ gave us and continues to give as He grew into a man.

The love and rejoicing from the shepherds and the wisemen.

I celebrate Christmas because I am reminded of the love and hope that is offered to me

and how I want to offer that same love to others.

Unconditional love, forgiveness, joy, kindness, rejoicing, hope.

What better gifts are there than these?

The Lundgren Family Christmas Party

2011-12-10T19:36:00.003-07:00

Christmas on my mom's side was always a big deal.

My grandparents came from Sweden and they made much of this special holiday.

They had seven children. Six girls and one boy.

So their extended family was large. Lots of cousins in every age group.

In the summers we gathered at their home every Sunday afternoon and ran and played on their big lawn in the front yard.

It was surrounded by beautiful roses.

I remember going with my mom and aunts to pick fruit with all the cousins in my grandpa's orchard in the late summer,

so the mom's could all go home and can the delicious peaches and pears.

Every year we had our annual Christmas Eve party.

A big dinner was served, then our nativity was performed.

And finally, Santa arrived with presents for everyone.

From a child's memory it seemed as if the Nativity was a great production.

We had props, a backdrop, cardboard animals and fabulous costumes.

The year you got to be Mary was very special.

When you got a bit older, you got to be Santa Lucia and carry the tray of sweets to all in attendance with a wreath of candles on your head.

It all seemed magical.

The families have all grown up.

All of the grandchildren are now the grandparents.

But our Aunts who are still alive continue to instill in us a love of family,

and we continue to get together twice a year.

Once at Christmas and once in the summer.

It is fun to relive those days long gone.

There are just a few of the "originals" left.

We love them dearly,

and cling to them as they are our only reminder of those long ago days of our childhood.

Aunt Ruthie along with her husband my Uncle Allen were usually the producers and directors of the Nativity. Uncle Allen is gone, but Aunt Ruth at 91 is going strong.

I love and admire her along with Aunt Niece (above) 89,

and my sweet Aunt Ginnie (below) 91.

Aunt Carol (not pictured) is my mom's youngest sister.

So there are only the four of them left.

They are all great women and I am grateful for their love, their example and their legacy.

The cousins-

all grown up.

Marty and Dee -

the host's this year.

Thanks so much for having us.

It was a great party.

Christmas Shopping - Finished!

2011-12-08T18:48:00.003-07:00

This year I've done most of my shopping online,

which has been lovely.

But there were a few things that had to be picked up around town.

Jim took the day off and we started out early.

A great day for shopping.

Going early we didn't run into crowds.

We had a mission and were in and out quickly.

We wandered around Fashion Place for awhile and even enjoyed lunch at
The Cheesecake Factory.
Delicious white chocolate peppermint cheesecake!

Now I just have to wrap the loot

and I can party!

Blessings of Christmas

2011-12-06T21:34:00.001-07:00

As the wreaths get hung, the ornaments are put in their place,

and the star is placed on the top of the tree,

I look around my home in gratitude.

I love Christmas.

I love the season.

I love when it snows.

I love seeing friends and family.

I'm grateful I am around my little ones so much.

Their excitement rubs off on me.

I am grateful for the help my husband has been as he puts up the lights,

the trees,

as he runs errands to help as I get busier.

I love singing with the choir.

The music of the season is magical.

I am grateful for parents and grandparents who taught me it is more fun to give than to receive.

Mostly I am grateful for the reason we celebrate Christmas.

For the birth of our Savior,

for His life,

how He lived and what He gave to me.

It is a beautiful time to stop and reflect.

As I look at each ornament,

at the lights,

at the star,

I am reminded how blessed I am.

Happy Birthday Sam

2011-12-04T20:52:00.001-07:00

It's a day late, but I have to say Happy Birthday to my little Sam.

He's the most fun, happy little boy.

I love spending my days with him.

He's the best to cuddle up with (when he's not running).

He loves his cars, his trucks and to throw balls.

He's always got a twinkle in his eye.

He's the cutest two year old that I know.

As he starts talking more,

I'll be excited to hear all that has been going on in that little head of his.

Nothing better than going to Sam's house and hear his little laugh.

Happy Birthday!

The Sports Page

2011-11-29T08:07:00.002-07:00

I may be a proud grama,

but I know a good writer when I see one.

I love reading Jack's blog.

It read's like a well written sports magazine.

He could easily write for any sports page in any newspaper.

He has his blog set up in a very unique way.

Doesn't talk about his daily going's on,

just what's going on in the world of sports.

So if you want to keep informed on the latest,

just go over and say hi to Jack.

You'll be happy you did.

I always am.

It's beginning to look a little like Christmas..

2011-11-26T18:41:00.001-07:00

Jim built my wreath around the door and got the lights finished outside.

I got a great start on holiday decorating.

The weather cooperated by being lovely.

Blue skies and warm temperatures, so running in and out was no problem.

I'm always surprised when I open my Christmas boxes.

I find treasures there, not remembering what I have from year to year.

I have to say (patting myself on the back) that last year I was ultra organized when putting everything away. Items in baggies by what and where they belong.

Boxes of greens and sparkling balls all ready to go.

Made it so much easier to find everything.

I'll have to remember how nice that was come January.

Next week the trees go up.

Whitney comes to help as she doesn't trust me to make the tree the one of her childhood.

She's afraid I'll "theme" it, if left on my own.

I'll let her keep on thinking that,

because I just love to have her come over

and be with me during this special season.

The Christmas Season

2011-11-25T22:56:00.000-07:00

Thanksgiving was a lovely day.

Lots of good food and better company.

Today Jim and I started decorating the house.

Jim got busy with the lights outside and I started with Christmas decor inside.

I always feel like it's a bit early,

but I have the whole weekend, so I go for it.

Little by little things start to take shape and I start getting that wonderful feeling that only Christmas brings.

I love it, from the decorating, the baking, the gift-giving, and mostly the gathering of loved ones. When I get busy and think "will I get everything finished?"

I only need to say to myself,

"Christmas comes and goes every year. Everything gets done and the important thing is to enjoy the people around, especially the little ones who eyes shine with excitement."

Christmas is on its way.

A Thanksgiving Prayer

2011-11-24T12:08:00.003-07:00

On this Thanksgiving Day I am so grateful for the many blessings I have been given.

I have been given much.

I just have to look out my window and see magnificent mountains,

their beauty astounds whatever the season.

I think to thanksgivings past and am reminded of family I came from.

Grandparents and parents who loved and provided for,

who were an example of how to live and appreciate life.

The family Jim brought to me,

when blended together made a whole new family with unique characteristics taken from the past with their own touches added in for the spice every family needs.

For grandparents, parents, brothers and sisters,

neighbors and friends,

nature and the seasons,

my own family, children and precious grandsons.

Each of these things I am and ever will be grateful for.

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving Day.

Watching with wonder

2011-11-21T18:59:00.004-07:00

After almost a week with the flu I got back to the regular schedule today.

Funny how missing a few days with the little ones makes me really miss them.

Jake and Sam met me at the door with all kinds of news about their days

since I had been there last.

I can understand all of Jake's news,

but just let Sam jabber on about everything as he tries to keep up with his big brother.

When Dylan arrived we went downstairs to play

"crawling through the tunnel"

and with the new Polar Express Train.

Then down the hall to the gym where they all go through their exercise routines.

I watch with wonder as they laugh, scream and play.

Everything is an adventure to these little boys.

Of course all good things come to an end when I say

"it's nap time."

Grama's always end the fun.

Sam snuggles under his mom and dad's down comforter,

Jake curls up on the couch and Dylan cuddles in my arms.

Gratefully they all fall asleep.

It was the perfect way to come back after a few days away.

A sick day

2011-11-18T09:18:00.001-07:00

painting by Carl Larsson

I get lots of loves and kisses from the little ones,

which also means I get whatever they happen to carry with those sweet kisses.

They came down with the flu earlier this week

so now I am enjoying a day or two at home.

Why I love November

2011-11-15T21:39:00.001-07:00

"The snapping of pitch from a burning log,

The faint scent of pine filling the room.

Flames leaping about as if it were a ballet

Performing for its audience.

The soft, comforting flow of candlelight,

Bringing with it serenity and quiet thoughts."

Sunday with Jake

2011-11-13T19:36:00.004-07:00

Jim and I take Jake to primary with us every Sunday.

He loves his teacher Rachel, he says "she is soooo nice."

Today he stayed and went to Sacrament Meeting and

then went home for dinner and a little one on one with us.

We had a great day.

Jake loved the extra church.

When we got home he told me he had to go to the bathroom all through church but he didn't want to,

because he might miss some of the fun?!?

After dinner we dumped all of Jake's trio block's out.

He brought all the instructions.

He has been told that Gramps doesn't improvise like Grama Polly does.

They were going to build the Joker Robot exactly like it says

- step by step.

While Gramps reads the instructions we start the movie Cars 2.

Jake has seen it, but we haven't.

He tells us it is soooo awesome and very long.

(Good thing, the instructions for the joker robot are 24 pages)

Gramps and Jake have a great time -

Jake finds the pieces and Jim puts them together.

Great teamwork guys!

Finally, mission accomplished!

Robot completed

and

the movie was awesome!

It's been a lovely day.

"To Live Gratitude is to Touch Heaven"

2011-11-12T18:50:00.002-07:00

"To speak gratitude is courteous and pleasant,

to enact gratitude is generous and noble,

but to live gratitude is to touch Heaven."

~Joahannes A. Gaertner

As I think about this wonderful season,
I can't help but remember those close to my heart who taught me by their example.
They were gracious, courteous, pleasant, and generous.
I think of them always with much gratitude
and love for living such noble lives.

GRATITUDE

2011-11-10T08:08:00.002-07:00

"Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life.

It turns what we have into enough,
and more.

It turns denial into acceptance,
chaos to order,

confusion to clarity.

It can turn a meal into a feast,

a house into a home,

a stranger into a friend.

Gratitude makes sense of our past,

brings peace for today

and

creates a vision for tomorrow."

~Melody Beattie

"DAUGHTERS IN MY KINGDOM"

2011-11-08T15:56:00.004-07:00

I'm in the primary, but my night job is Visiting Teaching Supervisor. This last Sunday we had our Visiting Teaching Conference.

Teri and I decided to do it in conjuction with the beautiful book

"Daughters in My Kingdom."

We wanted to do a program that would properly introduce this lovely book to the ladies in our Ward.

I read the book a number of times to pull together a program to do just that.

I loved everything I read in this book.

It talks about how the "history of Relief Society is filled with examples of ordinary women accomplishing extrordinary things."

As I worked to pull this together small examples of this happened as they always do here.

Just" ask and it shall be given."

Women came together and presented a program just as I had envisioned.

The book tells us how

"The world's greatest champion of woman and womanhood is Jesus Christ."

How wonderful to know that He knows and loves us and wants women to be happy and successful in whatever we want to accomplish.

From the very beginning, women of Relief Society have been guided by the spirit of inspiration.

As the pioneers travelled west, they did not necessarily have meetings but they continued to serve one another.

They helped one another through many trying times.

"The women found spiritual strength in each other's love and compassion. Throughout the journey as they suffered trials of illness and death, they prayed in faith for each other and comforted each other. The love of God flowed from heart to heart. These faithful pioneer women had a vision of their power and potential for service. They helped establish homes and communities. Through deeds of faith and charity, they saved souls."

~Bathsheba Smith

"When World War II ended Relief Society sisters worldwide had suffered much sorrow and deprivation.

Through it all, they continued to serve one another, strengthen families, and bolster testimonies.

In times of trial and uncertainty, sisters worldwide followed Mormon's admonition to "cleave unto charity, which is the greatest of all."

They demonstrated their sure understanding that while all things must fail..

"charity is the pure love of Christ, and it endureth forever".

Time and time again, women of the church stay true to their motto:

"Charity never faileth."

Today the women of the church are stronger than ever.

" If you live up to your privilege, the angels cannot be restrained from being your associates...

If you will be pure, nothing can hinder."

~Joseph Smith

President Kimball was asked if he had ever been to heaven?

He answered that he had glimpses.

Well this past week I had glimpses.

I had the music 'Come, Come Ye Saints' and 'Sisters in Zion' going through my head during the pioneer segment of this program.

And of course Pat, who had family with her all week, took the time to arrange those two songs together so my friend Laurel could play them on her flute.

Pat also came up with a beautiful song to end our program and again my friend Betty along with five other beautiful voices came together in perfect harmony.

Teri always finishes with a perfect touch.

She talked of the "glimpes of heaven" that she had observed as Relief Society President.

Many have been blessed as women served,

from Sandy recovering from a brain tumor,

Barbara from cancer,

and would you believe it - two mom with two sets of twin girls born in the last nine months!

So many women caring for one another just as they have from the beginning.

Clarissa Williams said,

"Through our organization the gospel has been preached, the needy have been looked after, the sick have been comforted, the downhearted have been cheered..The greatest thing in the world is love. And if we keep that always in our hearts, and give it as a message to those about us, we will be blessed and will be instruments in blessing those with whom we associate."

I love these women.

They are truly a fulfillment of the vision of what Relief Society was and would become.

They are examples of ordinary women

accomplishing extrordianry things.

HERE COMES TROUBLE..

2011-11-05T16:10:00.006-06:00

Does this little boy look like trouble to you?

He's not quite two.

His energy level could only be described as that of a hugh truck barreling at top speed down a steep hill.

He's a character and he knows it.

He's got a laugh and a smile to die for.

And I do..three days a week.

How come the naughty ones go straight to your heart?

He all ready knows what time-out means

(it means laughing mischeiviously as I take him to his room).

Then as I say "you be nice, little Sam - understand?"

He says, with a grin,

"unnerstand."

How can you help but be enchanted by a little two year old who finds joy in everything?

Like digging in and eating the dirt?

Mowing the lawn faster than the sound of light -

Throwing a ball over and over and over again?

How can you help but not find joy when you see and hear such a joyous smile and laugh?

He makes you happy to be alive just by looking at that dear little face,

as he giggles and wiggles all over the place.

How can you help but not be happy when you see how much fun he has at play?

Especially when he has an uncle who loves playing just as much as he does.

There's really not much to it -

you just sit back and let him take over.

Can't you see he's in control?

Might as well join in, not fight it.

Just enjoy the little guy.

He may be trouble,

but he's so cute, and so much fun to hug
and snuggle with
(when you can catch up with him)

It's ok to be a little naughty at
his age - you know
the terrible twos
it's what's expected.
One of these days he'll settle down
but
I hope that mischievious twinkle in his eye won't ever go away!

"ALL SHALL BE WELL"

2011-11-03T11:44:00.006-06:00

I've had a few difficulties in my life. I've also been acquainted with people who've had some trials. Some that seem so big, you wouldn't think they could ever continue to keep on going. The most important thing to be learned through trials is to keep on going, and that things generally work out...unless you let the trial get you.

President Gordon B. Hinckley gives two really excellent quotes on the subject.

One is

"You can be smart and happy or stupid and miserable... it's your choice"

the other is

"It isn't as bad as you sometimes think it is. It all works out. Don't worry, be believing, be happy, don't get discouraged. Things will work out." When I go through any trial, sometimes I will give myself a day or two to deal with whatever is going on.

Then I start looking around at what I'm grateful for.

Family and nature are always on the top of my list.

Just to hear one of the grandkids voices.

To see a flower or a fall leaf.

The warmth of hot cement on my bare feet in the summer or the crisp fall air on my face as the leaves turn their golden colors.
The first snowfall of the winter.
Being in my warm home watching as those big snowflakes fall softly to the ground.

What about that special treat I give myself when fruit is in season?

Fresh raspberries with a bit of cream, sprinkled with sugar.

ummm.

Watering my beautiful roses and vines as they wind up the trellis Jim built for my birthday all those years ago.

Visiting with a dear friend, being excited about a new project.

Watching others rise above their trials, showing great courage and grace,

being an example by just being who they are and having faith that things will work out for them.

All these things help me to realize that in the grand scheme of things,

"All shall be well, And all shall be well, And all manner of things shall be well."

~ Dame Julian of Norwich

Things might not work out just as we would like,

but that is what makes life interesting, that is how we grow, how we learn,

and certainly how we become more grateful for the

simple things that make life lovely.

What are you grateful for?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DYLAN

2011-11-01T08:47:00.001-06:00

Dylan is one today.
He had me at hello.

Can't believe a year has gone by.

In January he joined our little group.

I didn't know if he would be able to handle those two little rough necks.

But.. just like Yoda says, "size matters not,...Look at me. Judge me by size, do you?"

Well this little yoda holds his own. He's part of the gang.

As Jake likes to say, "couldn't do it without him."

Dylan has been the quiet member of the group until the last few weeks.

He's starting to become a "force" to be reckoned with.

He has a mind of his own, with a lot going on behind his beautiful brown eyes.

I sure love this little guy!

Happy Birthday to little #7

Can't wait to see what this year brings.

Love, grama polly

THE ADVENTURES OF THE WILLOW VIEW WITCHES

2011-10-30T09:47:00.002-06:00

Ok, so here's what happened as the Willow View Witches flew out spreading good will and joy yesterday.

They gathered together and decided just which way to fly...

made a circle around, just to make sure the old brooms were in working order.

touched down to visit a few of our near and dear friends in the neighborhood before heading off to scare Aunt Marie!

Then off for a photo op at a lovely little retailer in a neighboring village.

There was a party later on that evening with many other strange and endearing characters. We fit right in. It's so nice to live in a place where regular people suddenly turn ghastly - oh, I mean ghostly for a few weeks each year. Actually we three witches are just quiet little women who normally go about our business....

Today, it's as if it were all a dream- a good dream or a bad dream, we just don't know?!? Pat has to get to the business of playing the piano, Colleen, who doesn't like to perform, is wondering what got into her? And I'm still trying to figure out just what to do with my hair?!

Not really, we're all so exhausted we're in a coma.

Hey - who's that other lady in red?

DOUBLE DOUBLE TOIL AND TROUBLE!

2011-10-29T10:04:00.002-06:00

Double, Double toil and lots of trouble!

After having my achilles tendon ripped

(thought witches could cast spells and make nasty injuries go away?)

And a horrible case of the flu,

(Where are all those potions you hear so much about?)

Polly the garden witch

will fly this halloween.

WATCH OUT FOR THE WILLOWVIEW WITCHES!

2011-10-25T14:48:00.007-06:00

"When witches go riding, and black cats are seen, the moon laughs and whispers, 'tis near Halloween!"

Come and have your picture taken with us

Saturday 2-4
October 29th

Sweet Briar Hollow

Pioneer Road

Draper

Don't forget -

or we might fly by and cast a spell on you

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JAKE!

2011-10-21T10:07:00.003-06:00

It's Jake's birthday today!

He's four years old!

Can't believe how the time flies when you're having fun.

And when you are with Jake you have fun.

It seems like he's been talking since he was born, so we while the days away with

all of his questions and thoughts on what's happening in the world.

He has so many things going on in that little brain of his.

His heart is so big, and he knows just when to give loves.

What a wonderful little boy he is.

I am so grateful I get to be part of his life.

Just love it when he calls Sam "his little buddy."

They have so much fun together.

He's the best helper when all three of the "little cousins" are together.

"Couldn't do it without you, Jake."

Love you to pieces.

Have a Happy Day.

Love, Grama Polly

CONGRATULATIONS TAYLOR!

2011-10-20T10:21:00.002-06:00

Who would have thought that this cute little boy would grow up

to be a great baseball player

along with other fabulous athletic abilities,

a straight A student and....

also one of Souderton High School's students of the month?

Well I'm his grama and of course...

I always knew he was a winner!

Way to go Taylor!

I GO TO NATURE TO BE SOOTHED AND HEALED...

2011-10-19T08:21:00.004-06:00

"I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order."
~John Burroughs

I took a little drive yesterday.

These pictures don't do justice to the colors that our mountains have turned this year.

Such a beautiful display.

Took my breath away.

I want to wrap myself up in the luxurious blanket that has spread

itself around the hills above my home.

And since I'm not walking well these days,

I just have to go out to the backyard and I am again overcome by the beauty of fall.

Nature certainly brings a sense of peace to my soul.

I am always overcome with gratitude when I look outside at the colors in
my garden.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BECKY!!!

2011-10-09T09:04:00.001-06:00

It's Becky's birthday today.

Just wanted to wish her a Happy Birthday!

She is the GREATEST!

She is a great athlete,

great organizer,

great game player,

great daughter-in-law,

great aunt,

great supporter of all sports,

great friend,

great example.

Most of all she is a great mom to four of the most wonderful boys in this world...

and a great wife to my son.

Who could ask for more?

Have the most wonderful day and year.

We love you!

DYLAN SAYS - CAN'T WAIT FOR THE GUYS TO COME HOME!

2011-10-07T13:19:00.001-06:00

It's just been Dylan and me for the last two weeks. Jake and Sam have been off sunning themselves in Hawaii with their mom and dad. The nerve. Leaving us home to welcome the first snow of the season! Well we'll show them. While they were gone Dylan has learned to stand up all by himself! You don't leave for two weeks without great progress.

Dylan says- he cannot wait to play "Abenture" on Monday.

No cushions come off the couch at Grama's house. Grama doesn't even have any toys that make noice. Just blocks. It's pretty quiet around here.

We'll make up for it next week, huh guys?!?

LUKE'S BIRTHDAY

2011-10-06T08:16:00.001-06:00

Yesterday this handsome grandson of mine turned nine.

Can't believe he's that old!

He's the youngest of the eastern gang and he keeps his older brothers on their toes!

He loves baseball, soccer and golf.

He's got a beautiful smile and his grama and grampa love him a ton!

Happy Birthday to Luke..

another great year is coming your way!

TRANSITION INTO A NEW YEAR.

2011-10-04T20:49:00.001-06:00

This is my beautiful daughter, Whitney.

She is a yoga instructor at the U. The other day I was talking to her and she told me how she was incorporating this quote into her classes this semester.

"I look at autumn as a transition into a new year, I look at nature: The harvest is over, and it's time to clear out. It's an opportunity to till the soil and plant the seeds for next year's harvest. Once we do this for ourselves, we can recommit to what is working for us and set ourselves up to get more of what nourishes us in our lives."

Check her blog out to see how she is using this. It is a great post, and such a reasonable way to look at the fall season. How to transition, through nature into another time in our lives.

OUR HOME FROM THE AIR

2011-10-02T12:37:00.001-06:00

Yesterday this group (minus baby) went flying.

Jason is the family's pilot, but I heard Melanie decided to take on that role.

(I was politely invited, and I politely declined. When I fly - the bigger the better is my motto. Little planes and I don't do well together, even though I trust Jason and his talents I'll wait until he has a great big jet before I fly with him.)

They had a great time flying around our beautiful valley.

I think this is our home from the air.

The mountains above our home, looking spectacular with the fall leaves.

Sounds like they had fun.

Glad to hear all about it when they landed safely.

GRATEFUL FOR CHRISTLIKE FRIENDS

2011-09-30T11:22:00.002-06:00

"A friend is one to whom one may pour out all the contents of one's heart, chaff and grain together, knowing that the gentlest of hands will take and sift it, keep what is worth keeping, and with the breath of kindness blow the rest away." ~Arabian proverb

I am blessed to have such friends. I have posted many times how fortunate I am to live where I live. To live among people who are kind, loving and Christlike.

I was reading a talk by President Uchtdorf last night. Some of his comments are so applicable to my friends here. I would like to quote him. "To follow Christ is to become more like Him. It is to learn from His character. This process is very complex and very simple at the same time. Developing Christlike attributes in our lives is not an easy task, especially when we move away from generalities and abstractions and begin to deal with real life. The test comes in practicing what we proclaim. The reality check comes when Christlike attributes need to become visible in our lives - as husband or wife, as father or mother, as son or daughter, in our friendships, in our employment, in our business, and in our recreation. Christlike attributes include knowledge and humility, charity and love, obedience and diligence, faith and hope. These personal character qualitites stand independent of the organizational status of our Church unit. Christlike attributes are gifts from God and cannot be develped without His help."

My friends here are not perfect. But...they don't just go to church, they strive to live Christlike lives. They know what love and charity is and they live it. There is a feeling of security living among these people for come what may, we help and lift one another.

President Uchtdorf continues: Christlike attributes are the basics. They are the fundamental principles that will create the wind beneath our wings. As we develop Christlike attributes in our own lives, step-by step, they will "bear [us] up as on eagles' wings" (D&C 124:18). "

These lovely people bear me up. I have learned more about kindness, acceptance and unconditional love through my associations than through any manuel. It is the actions and example that teach. How could I been so blessed to build our home here 33 years ago? To raise a family, to learn and grow from the example of people such as these?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

2011-09-28T13:54:00.000-06:00

This blog is probably going to get me in a lot of trouble.
My son in law doesn't like attention.
He went all the way to Hawaii to avoid any fuss over his 40th birthday.
But I thought since I'm the mother in law, I'm suppose to do things that bug sons in laws.
So I'm honoring Mike today.
He swept my daughter, Abby off her feet 10 years ago, when they took off for Hawaii and got married. They have since had two of the cutest little boys ever.
(I know, I spend lots of time with them).
He is very quiet, very smart, has a good sense of humor, loves to golf and fiddle with his computer and other things that I don't comprehend.
He is very kind when I need him to help with my computer problems.
He loves to play with his boys!
How grateful I am he came along and found Abby - or was it the other way around?
Whatever... Have a great vacation...
You deserve it!
Happy Year! Happy Birthday!
Sincerely your,
Mother-In-Law

NOTHING IN THE CLOSET...

2011-09-26T22:41:00.002-06:00

This is a bit how I'm feeling.

Should I shop or just go on and see what's inside?

"TRIBUTE TO FALL"

2011-09-24T11:52:00.001-06:00

When I first feel that cool fall air in the morning and see the leaves start changing I always think back to the fall when "Tribute" was born. It was many years ago, because my son Nick, who is now 32 was about 10. According to my journal, this is how it went.

"When I was a younger mom I decorated my house for each holiday

- even St. Patrick's day took a day of my time to make everything green.

But Fall and Christmas took days.

Of course my friends were all engaged in these same activities,

making their homes look festive for the season.

One year when my son was about ten or eleven, I had just finished a masterpiece on my mantel for fall.

I called my friend Pat right over to admire my handy work... and admire we did.

Nick, just in from school joked as Pat came in,

" You have to see my moms Tribute to Fall".

Ever since any decoration for a season has become known as

"Tribute" to Christmas, Fall or whatever season we are in.

Well, this particular fall I am in bed, sick. I just don't have it in me to get "Tribute" out.

I had a phone call from Sue, the most concerned of neighbors.

Her first sentence was "I hear you might not get your Tribute up!"

It almost sounded like our country was being invaded or some such disaster.

She was that upset!

I found out that if I was not well enough by the first week of October that Sue, Colleen and Pat would be over here making sure my tribute was up in all its glory,

because it just can't not happen one year.

It seems a small and very unimportant thing when you look at the state of the world.

Wars, hurricanes, tornadoes that take peoples lives and homes.

But what if all neighborhoods were like mine, where people were so concerned that they would come and put some fall leaves up just to see a smile?

Somehow, when I look at it that way it seems as big as world events.

It seems more important. Friends loving friends, looking out for each other.

We are all so different yet because of love we are the same. "

We have put up "Tribute" for others when they didn't feel well. We take each other to the hospital,

we sit with each other, comfort each other, laugh and talk and have fun together.

Each fall as I put my leaves and pumpkins out,

I am ever grateful for the beautiful world I live in, for the friends I am surrounded by,

for a son who still has a funny sense of humor, who makes me laugh,

for traditions, for those who continue to care,

no matter what comes our way.

OLD LULLABYS

2011-09-22T22:52:00.001-06:00

Give me a rocking chair and a baby, and I'll give you a lullaby.

I've got alot of old songs swimming around in my head.

Songs from when I was young.

Songs my grandma, grandpa, aunt and my dad taught me.

Silly songs, and beautful old songs.

We would sing them under the stars on summer evenings in my grandparents backyard.

My children didn't sit around and sing with the grandparents,

but those same songs were sung to them by me as I rocked them to sleep.

So they know all those old time tunes.

My little grandson Jake sings along with me as I sing to Sam and Dylan.

We've got Dylan here for several nights.

As I rock him to sleep, singing those old familiar songs, he looks up at me as if he knows the words.

His eyelids get heavy, and soon he is asleep.

Nothing better, than holding a baby and watching him drift off to dreamland as you sing those old songs.

As he sleeps and I rock and sing I feel a sense of peace.

(Is it because I hear a few extra voices?)

SIMPLE DAYS, HAPPY DAYS..

2011-09-19T21:29:00.001-06:00

After being gone from these kids for over a week,

it was good to be with them again.

With little ones it is always surprising how much they can change in such a short time.

Dylan is crawling and pulling himself up to furniture.

Sam is acting more like Dylan is his friend.

Jake continues to be my pal and helper.

They had a five minute jumping around welcoming party when they saw each other.

Jake told me he missed me about five times.

Sam let me snuggle with him.

It's good to be missed.

Lots of running around outside, playing, walks and just plain old fun.

Life is simple in this little world.

It is a place where we eat when we are hungry.

We laugh alot, we hug and give loves.

Somebody cries when they get hurt and are quickly made to feel happy again.

Mostly we learn how good it is to have grass to play on and sun to shine on us.

It doesn't take much to make this group feel good!

KEEP CLOSE TO NATURE'S HEART..

2011-09-17T20:33:00.001-06:00

We arrived home today.

I've been promising pictures.

They can't do justice to what we've seen,

and felt.

"Keep close to Nature's heart...and break clear away, once in awhile,

and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods.

Wash your spirit clean."

~ John Muir

"Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.

Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.

The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy,

while cares will drop off like autumn leaves."

~John Muir

"One touch of nature makes the whole world kin."

~John Muir

"Everybody needs beauty as well as bread,

places to play in and pray in where nature may

heal and cheer and give strength to the body and soul."

~John Muir

These beautiful places have certainly given strength to my soul.

What a wonderful world.

ON OUR WAY HOME...

2011-09-16T22:17:00.001-06:00

As we travel home I have to say again, I have never seen such beautiful landscape.

From Yosemite, to the Sierra's, going toward Lake Tahoe.

We've been blessed with gorgeous weather.

We've seen sunsets like no other.

Blue lakes, and blue sky's.

Mountain passes and rolling hills.

The pictures I post will never be able to really show the true beauty of these spectacular sights.

Out of all our vacations this one has won the prize for most scenic, most inspiring, most breathtaking.

We have certainly had a great time, and remember this particular trip always.

YOSEMITE AND MORE

2011-09-13T22:25:00.000-06:00

I can't even begin to describe how all the beauty that we are seeing is affecting me. Everywhere we go is more astounding than the last place, or different with its own beauty. From the waterfalls, to the meadows, to the peaks of the mountains to the Mariposa Grove with its Sequoia's. It all takes your breath away, while leaving you with the most peaceful feeling. I can't wait to post our pictures (of which we have many). Totally enjoying ourselves with our friends, the Winchesters. So grateful to be able to see different parts of this country we are so blessed to live in. Off for more adventures tomorrow...only halfway through our adventure.

TRAVELLING WEST

2011-09-08T22:40:00.001-06:00

We've just about got everything we can fit in the car.

The driver and navigator are ready. (The movie watchers are ready also).

We are off to see the sights of Yosemite National Park..

and Lake Tahoe.

It should be lovely this time of year.

Can't wait for the fun to begin.

Will report on the beautiful sights we see!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SISTER

2011-09-06T13:12:00.005-06:00

One of the best things in my life has been having an older sister.

We were kids together. Grew up together.
Shared clothes together. Had kids together.
Watched our kids growup together.
Worried together.
Became grandmothers together.
Love those grandchildren together.
Getting wrinkly together.

Getting old together.
Have fun together.
Share experiences together.
Watch out for each other together.

There is nothing like a sister.

Have a Happy Year.

SUMMER TO FALL

2011-09-05T18:51:00.002-06:00

The last days of summer I enjoy sitting in my garden.

Enjoying the sun, reading a bit, but mostly sitting and listening to the last sounds of summer.

It gets dark earlier, so I can't sit out as late anymore.

The summer is coming to an end. I always get sad.

I love the warm summer evenings, going without shoes or a sweater.

But I do love the changing seasons.

As soon as I feel that nip in the air, I want to change the colors of my home.

Just a few different flowers...gold, yellows, dark red and orange. Everything feels cozier.

I put pillows and throws out..just to add some warmth.

The temperatures say we don't need them quite yet, but my mind says we do.

My mother always taught me that Labor Day was a day to go through the closet.

White was out from then on. Even if things are light weight, I like the colors to be more fall like.

(Of course, I look just like the women in these pictures).

Just by adding something dark green, brick red or gold it makes me feel like fall.

(I don't go anywhere without my hat and gloves).

The only thing that is a little bit sad about the fall season is that the snow lies ahead.

But I'm getting ahead of myself. Enjoy the colors while they are here.

They will be magnificent this year!

PAT'S GARDEN PARTY

2011-09-01T19:09:00.002-06:00

Today my dear friend Pat had a Garden Party.

"Good bye Flowers - Hello Fall".

How thoughtful of her to take the time to prepare, so we could sit, enjoy one another's company, enjoy her lovely garden, with some wonderful refreshments.

Of course the weather cooperated.

After weeks in the high 90's, with the south winds,

we have settled into low 80's with a very slight breeze.

A perfect day.

As you can see, the surroundings are lovely.

Pat's cottage is decorated in red, white and black.

Her grandchildren love it.

In the summer months, she teaches her piano students inside.

What a perfect place to learn and appreciate music!

The guests were all happy to enjoy an afternoon, as if we had nothing in the world to do.

Thank you Pat, for taking time out of your busy schedule. To create a few hours for everyone else to slow down, relax and enjoy a pleasant day.

TYLER'S BIRTHDAY

2011-08-30T08:33:00.001-06:00

Thirty seven years ago, our son Tyler was born. He was an easy pregancy, easy birth, easy baby, happy child.

Actually, he has pretty much been a happy, pleasant person most of his life.

He took his time getting married, but when he did, he found the most beautiful, happy, loving person in Melanie.

And of course their little one is a happy, easy baby.

Tyler is a very generous, thoughtful and kind person.

It is fun watching him in his new role - that of being a dad. He's the best!

Ty- hope this year brings you much joy - you have certainly brought me joy thoughout your life.

"He who is a good son will be a good father".

~Author Unknown

You are and will be a great father!

Happy Birthday -
Love, mom

A LOVELY WEEKEND IN PARK CITY

2011-08-28T18:57:00.004-06:00

Last April for our birthdays, our kids gave us a great gift.

It was a gift certificate to the Hotel Park City.

We didn't realize until we finally made it up there what a fabulous gift this was.

We took the whole weekend.

Shopping at the outlets, a little lunch, then checking into our hotel.

We stayed in the beautiful cottages. I was treated to a massage. We had a delicious meal at RuthsChris. Lovely music in the park outside our cottage. (We listened from our hottub)! I have never been so relaxed. I'll probably let those little ones just run around tomorrow - "just make sure you're all alive," I'll say.

It'll take me a few days to come out of the lovely haze I'm in.

(sorry if I'm gushing, I guess I don't get out much).

Today we wandered around the streets of Park City.

ParkSilly is going on. Lots of fun things to take a look at.

We ran into Tyler, Melanie and Dylan.

(Tyler loves the hotel and instigated this great gift).

We had lunch on a roof overlooking the city.

Dylan got a bit of a nap in.

What a perfect day.

Jim and I drove through Guardsmen Pass on our way home. The scenery was breathtaking.

We live surrounded by beautiful mountains, just a short distance from our home.

How grateful I am for our generous children.

Thanks, and I love you all.

PERSPECTIVE

2011-08-25T09:19:00.001-06:00

"We are all in this together. We need each other, Oh, how we need each other. Those of us who are old need you who are young. And, hopefully, you who are young need some of us who are old. It is a sociological fact that women need women. We need deep and satisfying and loyal friendships with each other. These friendships are a necessary source of sustenance. We need to renew our faith every day. We need to lock arms and help build the kingdom so that it will roll forth and fill the whole earth".

Marjorie Pay Hinckley

I think the older I get the more I seem to understand this beautiful statement.

How I treasure my friendships. I have a better understanding of younger people and so, more compassion. I am not so quick to tell them what they should do, because I have learned that there truly are no real answers. Mostly we just want to be listened to and loved.

I think that's why I loved my Grama so much. She was so sweet. She pretty much just gave us all her unconditional love.

That's probably why I do so well with the three and under set.

I get them. They don't really want to be told what to do.

They just want loves and have somebody there to listen to them.

They don't even care what you look like, whether

you have makeup on, or what you wear!?!

WOMEN WHO ARE WHOLE

2011-08-23T16:08:00.002-06:00

This month's visiting teaching message teaches us to be Holy women.

I've been out three seperate times today. As I prepare to go out for the fourth visit I am really thinking about this lesson.

Each woman that I have visited today is totally different, doing different things. A Young mother, busy raising her small children. A professional who has raised a son, a grandmother who also has great grandchildren, and a school teacher with a growing family.

I know that each one of these ladies would not consider themselves holy.

They are all humble women who are just trying to get by with all the daily struggles and joys that we all have. But I know them individually very well. They all have such unique strengths. They are all trying so hard to do what is right for themselves and for their families.

They are such strong, unselfish women.

They seek out those who are in need and in their own way help them.

I consider these women as part of a whole.

Everyone has a weakness. We all have room for improvement.

Yet by visiting with one another, we grow. By serving, as these women do, we help those that need it.

Our friendships become deeper.

I learned much from these women I visited today.

I learned how they handle their homes, their children, their lives.

I learn from their stories and experiences.

It wasn't so much from the lesson, it was more from reading the lesson and then seeing how it applies in the lives of these great women that surround me.

I may not become holy, but I become a more whole person by going visit them.

The women in this neighborhood are a blessing in my life.

LETTUCE, SWISS CHARD, AND TOMATOES - FRESH

2011-08-20T16:39:00.003-06:00

"What was paradise, but a garden full of vegetables
and herbs and flowers?
Nothing there but delights."

William Lawson

I've been gathering plates like this from my garden. The tomatoes are starting to ripen.

The lettuce and swiss chard make a delicious salad.

Tomatoes need nothing but a little salt and pepper.

I have a little boxwood basil that adds tons of flavor to everything!

This was the salad we enjoyed last night.

The dressing was made from nonfat plain yogurt and dijon mustard and a touch of vinegar.

I added whatever herbs I cut from my garden.

It was the best salad I've had all year!

"FEED MY SHEEP" , FROM MY MOTHER'S POINT OF VIEW

2011-08-18T08:44:00.003-06:00

Every once in awhile I wander through the pages of my mother's lesson book. She was a Compassionate Service Teacher in Relief Society. I have her lesson outline notebook. I love to read the lessons she gave in her own handwriting. This particular lesson was on nurturing one another. Finding the one who might need help. I couldn't put the whole lesson here, but a few highlights that I thought beautiful.

She ends the lesson with this~

"Service - love - snowballs.

How much good could be accomplished if each of us never let a day pass without striving to touch the life of someone through service.

We can never under estimate our influence for good or otherwise. How great it is to be a special friend to someone, to show concern for another - to seek out those stangers in our midst who need our attention and to appreciate them for who and what they are."

June Bagley

"The fragrance' always stays in the hand that gives the rose."

Thanks for the lovely reminder mom.

FORTY YEARS!

2011-08-16T11:23:00.002-06:00

My friend Toni and I grew up together. We did everything together always. Here we are at 16 wondering what adventures lie ahead.

Toni met her husband right after graduating from High School.
Forty years ago yesterday they lined me up with Jim.
I had gone on a date the previous week. We went to Kamas to see the movie Tora, Tora, Tora.
(I generally like a good war movie, but this was and still is the longest and most boring war movie - I mean movie of all time).
Besides I didn't like the guy which made it seem even longer.
Jim's and my first date went pretty well, so he asked me on a second.
He said" let's do something a little unusual, we're
going to Kamas to see Tora, Tora, Tora!" We were with Toni and Willard and I liked Jim, so the movie didn't seem quite as long. I didn't tell Jim for a long time that I had already seen that movie at the same theatre just a few nights before.

Toni and Willard got married in December and we got married the following April.

We both have five kids!

Forty years has certainly gone by fast. But it's great to have these two as our friends.

(Don't you think we look exactly the same)!??!

Jim and Willard actually do!

(They either looked like 60 year old men when we married them

or they have not aged at all.)

TRAVEL - YOU CAN NEVER SEE ENOUGH OF THIS BEAUTIFUL COUNTRY

2011-08-13T23:18:00.001-06:00

We've had some fun times with our friends, Dale and Teri.

We try to see some part of the world at least every other year.

Sooner if possible.

We've driven from Boston up the coast to Bar Harbor - absolutely fabulous!

Took the boys to the Indy (sorry for my misspell above) 500.

That trip was fun just watching them act like they were 5 years old and it was Christmas.

We've seen the wonders of Mesa Verde, Mt Rushmore, Yellowstone.

Along the way stopping at Martins Cove and many other areas of interest.

This year we thought and thought, where should we go?

What exotic place is calling our name?

Could it be Barcelona, Rome, Zurich or Paris?

Maybe in another life.

Teri and I were just told to pack our bags.

Which we did.

We always know how to pack compactly.

The guys might have to rent a uhaul- The trip they've planned is to Yosemite National Park.

At this rate we will see all the national parks very soon.

We are thrilled, although I think Teri and I will pick the next trip - possibly NYC? or maybe The San Juan Islands off the coast of Washington?

Sounds delightful, as I'm sure this trip will be.

They all are.

Can't wait to get on the road and see another part of this wonderful country.

LEMONS AND HERBS

2011-08-12T07:56:00.002-06:00

I went to my niece Brooke's baby shower the other night. It was at my daughter Abby's home.
When Abby, Whitney, my nieces Marta and Sarah get together, they always come up with just the right touch to make things look perfect.
The night was perfect. We ate outside, and could hear the waterfountain from Abby's pool
(love the sound of water).
Company was perfect -(it always is when the family gets together).
This little jar caught my eye. They had filled a jar with lemons and put daisies in it.
Looked so fresh and pretty. They found the idea on pinterest, which is fast becoming something I'm enjoying for great ideas.
Yesterday I had a minute. I thought, I don't have any daisies, but I've got plenty of herbs and I love green and yellow together.
I have a friend who hasn't been well. So I cut some herbs and some lemons.
I can't smell, yet the combination of these two scents were so strong as I was preparing this I was actually able to smell the herbs and lemons.
It made it that much more delicious to make up.
Thanks to Abby, Whit, Marta, Sarah and pinterest, who's ever idea this was,
I love it!

TO ENJOY EACH DAY

2011-08-11T09:20:00.002-06:00

After having this fun family with us the past several weeks, I am inclined to be a little down now that they are gone.

They are back to their golf clinics, their soccer and of course, more baseball. It is so hard to see them just a few weeks during the year.

They grow so fast and are good boys, brought up so well by good parents. I am so grateful for them, but still a bit sad that they are so far away.

I can't sit and pout for too long.

Life goes back to the regular routine fast enough.

I am blessed to have a job where I don't go sit at a desk day in and day out.

Where things are routine.

I spend my days with these firehouses. (Tyler not included).

Nothing is ever the same.

There are always questions and wonders about the grass and the leaves.

I love how Sam's little hands enfold his blanket around his body when he finds it laying on the ground.

Jake has thousands of questions about everything,

and Dylan loves to be cuddled and is learning how to do new things everyday.

It is wonderful to see everything through the eyes of a child.

They make me think how simple life truly is or should be.

These children just want hugs and security.

To feel loved.

And so these little ones remind me what is important. Have I been patient with them and with myself?

At the end of the day have I hugged my loved ones? Have I said kind words to those I come in contact with? Have I shown compassion? Have I loved myself? That's a hard one. To be kind to oneself.

These are important questions to ask myself.

I fail alot, I must do better.

"The world has grown more complicated...To make a day now it takes bells and whistles and clocks and desks and commitees and meetings and money and a serial of daily newspaper editions, and hungry people, and people who are too tired, and luncheon engagements and telephones, and noise and shouting and much hurrying. Perhaps these ingredients are necessary for the concoction of a day; but when I come to observe the Ceremonial of Evenings and Mornings, they do not seem to be the reason why light and darkness were separated and day and night created. Whatever be my philosophy, I , too, must work to make enough money to pay my share toward the bells and whistles and the trains and the luncheon engagements and the privilege of hurrying. But as I watch the stars of evening, and in the morning open my window toward the east, I shall observe the Ceremonial of quietness of heart, of simplicity, and poise of spirit, that I may keep my soul and the souls of others free from entanglements in the machinery of a day."

~Abbie Graham

THE GANG LEAVES US

2011-08-09T22:38:00.003-06:00

After several weeks of fun with everyone together, our eastern gang are leaving us.

We had one last get together. Trying to get family pictures is impossible as the above photos

will show. Sam was having none of it, although, as his grama I think he's cute no matter what he

does.

It's easier to take random shots, yet then no one is ever together. Everyone somehow is alot happier when not having to pose.

Time goes by so quickly. It seems like yesterday that these big boys were the age of the little ones.
Nothing is better than being together and catching those moments to remember them by.
It's been a great couple of weeks.

MOUNTAINS, BOYS AND BASKETBALL

2011-08-08T14:48:00.002-06:00

It is amazing to me that in just a few days time I have been able to see beautiful images like these.

Saturday, Jim took me to his hunting spots. The wildflowers were covering the hills as well as these sheep.

I was overwelmed with the beauty that is just an hour from my home.

Today Dylan, Jack, Hogan, Luke and I took a short walk.

The sites were just as magnificent.

Everything is so green.

The mountain is breathtaking as usual.

The boys played a little basketball while Dylan and I cheered

them on.

There's nothing better than boys, basketball, green grass and mountains.

Lovely.

OLD BOOKS, NEW BOOKS, ANY SUGGESTIONS?

2011-08-03T22:09:00.003-06:00

I love to read.

I was compiling a list of my all time favorites and it was taking too long.

I decided to stop

and go find another book.

But as I was remembering just a few of the books I've loved, many of which I've

read and re-read, I always think that I like them either because they are exciting,

I learn something of different

people and places,

or I just feel like I am there and a part of their world for awhile.

I have always loved the way

Leon Uris wrote.

I learned alot about history,different cultures and people from him.

Jeffrey Archer always leaves you hanging until the last minute, but I think he has a bit of a sense of humor as he writes.

Again I learned history from Anya Seton with her saga's about Katherine and Elizabeth, and of course Miranda in Dragonwyck.

It's always enjoyable reading John Grisham.

I was 12 the first time I read "Gone with the Wind". I read it in about three weeks.

I've since read it so many times I can't count. But I can quote lines.

I'm sure everyone will agree it's an all time fave.

Og Mandino writes good, uplifting stories with great life lessons.

And Rosamond Pilcher's "The Shell Seekers" is another I've read over and over. I feel like I live in the Cotswolds. Whenever I read that book, I want to hurry and cook a delicious dinner and set a lovely table, just as Penelope would.

"A Lantern In her Hand" and "A White Bird Flying" were my favorites as a teenager,

but I've read them at various stages since. I always love these pioneer stories.

"The Thorn Birds" was one of the all time best romances.

And "To Kill a Mockingbird" is also a readover and over.

I loved the "Forgotten Garden" last summer, and want to read more of Kate Morton's books.

Vince Flynn kept me on pins and needles all winter.

Whenever I need to calm down, I pick up my friend, "Gift from the Sea."

I just finished "Daybreak" by Belva Plain. Hadn't read any of her books for a long time, and I loved this one. I could go on forever, I'll stop my review now.

Am now looking for something really good to read.

Any suggestions would be welcome.

COOL BOOTS

2011-08-02T22:51:00.000-06:00

I love you, anyway

2011-08-01T07:22:00.004-06:00

My dad always came up with funny little ways of expressing himself.

He made a joke out of everything.

Probably to hide his true emotions.

One of his sayings was "I love you, anyway", which he said with a bit of humor, a touch of sarcasm, always with love, is something, that I think is quite profound and full of wisdom.

When mom and dad had their 50th wedding anniversary we had the saying beautifully made for them.

I think that those words probably helped make their marriage as happy as it was.

Yesterday, within the span of a half an hour I let escape out of my mouth some embarrassing words to some people I care about it.

Nothing earth shattering.

Just enough to make me think I needed to be locked up in a room somewhere for timeout.

I thought to myself, wouldn't it be nice if I could call these people and say, "I made a silly comment and they would simply say "I love you, anyway.."

and it would be over.

Or I would write a note and they would send me a card like the one above,

and that would be it. No further explanations needed.

Because I hope I'm not the only one who says or does mindless things once in awhile.

I do think it is important to own up to things said or done in a moment of haste, yet also equally important to realize that everyone has a moment of weakness and needs to be loved regardless.

So, send a card to someone.
The words
I love you, anyway
are simple, kind, and tell us we are ok despite our faults.
it's called
unconditional love.

THE GANG 2011

2011-07-31T16:46:00.001-06:00

Abby and Mike were kind enough to let us spend several days taking over their house, yard and pool. Uncle Mike went overboard with the pool toys. He bought pool volleyball, basketball, and plenty of lounges, if you wanted to take your chances of being tipped over. When you get seven boys together, add their dads, uncles and a grampa, there isn't too much lounging. Everything turns into a war or shootout or some other craziness.

Several kids seeing who could stand the longest on Uncle Jason's hands.

They all ended up making a big splash!

Fun days do finally have to end, only to have others begin.

James, Becky and boys went to a farewell for one of their cousins and will head out to Flaming Gorge tomorrow morning for a week.

Nick will be on his way back to the Academy tomorrow as well.

Things will settle down for a bit. Little Dylan might be able to get a nap in this week.

He won't close his eyes as long as the big boys are around...afraid he'll miss something.

Next year he'll be chasing them around.

They all grow up so fast.

These moments together are rare, but such a blessing.

SUMMER EVENING

2011-07-28T22:00:00.002-06:00

Summers for me meant Grama and Grampa Bagley's house and our cousins coming to town.

We were the only one's who lived nearby, so it was fun when the rest of the family visited.

Grama and Grampa had a big back yard with a fish pond and a hugh garden in the back.

We would have barbeques there on those summer evenings, feasting on Grampa's home grown corn.

After, there was always singing.

Singing under the stars.

We learned so many old and funny songs back then.

I don't know that my grandchildren would sit and sing through the evening under the stars,

but they've all heard those same songs as I've rocked each one of them to sleep.

Some things do get passed down.

All of my children and grandchildren are here for a few days.

I now know how grama must have felt when everyone was home.

I remember seeing her just sitting in her chair as we sang, gazing at everyone.

I'm sure she was just taking it all in.

Loving the fact that all was well and that her family was together once again.

As I think about Grama I feel a sense of belonging and peace.

I sat out in my garden tonight... just as the stars starting showing up in the sky,

I could almost hear the singing of long ago.

Those other children, who are now the grama's and grampa's.

We have a different, faster pace kind of fun when the kids come to town.

But there are still things that the older kids are all ready saying like, "I remember this, or that"

or "Grama can we have thinnies the very first morning?"

Swimming at Abby's, barbeques in our backyard.

Different yet the same.

It doesn't really matter what you do, what traditions, what kind of fun, as long as it is together, building memories, so these grandchildren get that same sense of love, belonging and peace.

"Coming home, there is no corner of my mind unoccupied with memories.

What a lovely time it was.

I can watch Grampa as he comes toward me with his old hat and hoe,

and see Grama as she bends over her lilacs.

And for one fleeting moment, I am home, a child again."

D. Morgan

(with a few changes by me)