tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23815334387725791042024-03-13T00:13:45.348-07:00Four SeasonsA Time To Every Purpose Under The HeavensJanicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.comBlogger309125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-60352450103089504122010-07-01T20:42:00.000-07:002010-07-01T20:45:48.397-07:00July first today, it's been a while since I postedIn reading back some to the posts I did, I wonder if I had some sort of premonition. Probably not, probably just sad that summer was over.....but here it is summer again. Can't remember what I couldn't remember before, I guess I never will according to my regular doc.<br />
.....But I've gotten so much stronger again and take great pleasure in doing the yard work...the house work not so much. I have a wonderful vegetable garden. My tomatoes are huge and shaped well. The peas are sweet and good, sunflowers are coming along, the herbs are growing well, the grapes are finally growing like they should again but I have to water them every other day. I also have my second harvest of green beans and some little pumpkins called jack be nimble. Lots and lots of flowers too in containers and in the ground. I have a new tea garden that I love to go drink my teas and read my books. Since Mother Nature stopped giving me my monthly gift, I buy my own and for the month of July I got a baby angel for my tea garden. It's really sweet and a little remembrance. Here are a few pictures.<br />
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There are Mums, and a Jeruselem Cherry and in the middle is either a black Coleus or an Ornamental Cabbage, not sure which. I looked around Micheals for a while and they had some very nice things. A lot of crafts this year for kids too. I got about eight or ten skeins of Sugar and Cream cotton yarn for a Knit Along that I have joined. The yarn should last through December.<br />
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Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-82753549853393665592009-09-15T20:22:00.000-07:002009-09-15T20:28:54.461-07:00Autumnal Equinox will be here very soonSummer is almost gone, the leaves have started turning and some are falling.<br />The Cicadas and Crickets are calling day and night now.<br />Already it is dark at 730, and even though it is not so the days seems to shorten by half hour each day.<br />Days are hot but nights are cold.<br />The bees and wasps are busier than usual.<br />I haven't seen any red winged blackbirds or robins for a while so they must be thinning out and leaving. <br />The Canadian Geese in the train yard are circling preparing for a long flight.<br />The smell of burning wood and leaves is in the air most evenings.<br />This is my saddest time of the year.Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-18774346738971115292009-08-11T10:58:00.000-07:002009-08-11T11:09:05.076-07:00My Blue Period<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxEmtXFF2mNrme0XXJuWsclKNqz-KTORzvsV2xeZa3tntcC2iJK7KabcEiAptHPHaOOBbu4If97tLKFbUg63VXymZAmWyf7Dwkl1LRGQH4VyJ525d6stjRSleCfhADtKz-T7rnotvYgd2w/s1600-h/3284969142_bb51dd0b4c.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxEmtXFF2mNrme0XXJuWsclKNqz-KTORzvsV2xeZa3tntcC2iJK7KabcEiAptHPHaOOBbu4If97tLKFbUg63VXymZAmWyf7Dwkl1LRGQH4VyJ525d6stjRSleCfhADtKz-T7rnotvYgd2w/s400/3284969142_bb51dd0b4c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368769826800950530" border="0" /></a><br />I guess I am having what I fondly call my Blue Period.<br />I just recover from one kick in the old breadbox and another follows rapidly on its heels.<br />Summer is already dying as I can see the end leaves already losing color and falling.<br />Yesterday I saw a flock of red winged blackbirds headed south.<br />Today is Kiddy Carnival day, a day which signifies the end of the parkies at the city parks.<br />The last day of swimming is only 9 days away.<br />The Perseids are tonight.<br />I'd like to fly away too.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-77567157045215416532009-07-21T20:21:00.000-07:002009-07-21T20:31:31.396-07:00Goodbye to you<br />My trusted friend<br />We've known each other since we were nine or ten<br />Together we've climbed hills and trees<br />Learned of love and A-B-C's<br />Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.<br /><br />Goodbye<br />My friend<br />It's hard to die<br />When all the birds are singing in the sky;<br />Now that the spring is in the air<br />Pretty girls are ev'rywhere<br />Think of me and I'll be there.<br /><br />We had joy<br />We had fun<br />We had seasons in the sun;<br />But the hills that we climbed<br />Were just seasons out of time.<br /><br />Goodbye<br />Papa<br />Please pray for me<br />I was the black sheep of the family;<br />You tried to teach me right from wrong<br />Too much wine and too much song<br />Wonder how I got along.<br /><br />Goodbye Papa<br />It's hard to die<br />When all the birds are singing in the sky;<br />Now that the spring is in the air<br />Little children ev'rywhere<br />When you'll see them<br />I'll be there.<br /><br />We had joy<br />We had fun<br />We had seasons in the sun;<br />But the wine and the song<br />Like the seasons have all gone.<br /><br />Goodbye<br />Michelle<br />My little one<br />You gave me love and helped me find the sun;<br />And ev'ry time that I was down<br />You would always come around<br />And get my feet back on the ground.<br /><br />Goodbye Michelle<br />It's hard to die<br />When all the birds are singing in the sky;<br />Now that the spring is in the air<br />With the flowers ev'rywhere;<br />I wish that we could both be there.<br /><br />We had lives<br />We had fun<br />We had seasons in the sun;<br />But the stars we could reach<br />Were just star-fish on the beach.Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-33160667109736440782009-07-21T09:05:00.001-07:002009-07-21T09:10:06.327-07:00Do not go gentle into that good night,<br /> Old age should burn and rave at close of day;<br />Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br />Though wise men at their end know dark is right,<br /> Because their words had forked no lightning<br />they Do not go gentle into that good night.<br /><br />Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright<br />Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,<br />Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br />Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,<br /> And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,<br />Do not go gentle into that good night.<br /><br />Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight<br /> Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,<br />Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br />And you, my father, there on the sad height,<br /> Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.<br /> Do not go gentle into that good night.<br />Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br /> <span style="font-size:78%;">Dylan Thomas</span>Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-80581325532086168052009-07-07T16:08:00.000-07:002009-07-07T16:09:53.958-07:00It's SummerAlready the July 4th celebration is over. <br />But the weather is much too nice to stay in the house.<br />Gardens are on their own.Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-23328408432229128612009-06-17T16:06:00.000-07:002009-06-17T16:10:11.842-07:00Late SpringThe veggie garden is coming along good. All heirloom plants. The tomatoes have blossoms on them. I'm looking forward to tasting them as I hear they are all delicious.<br />Trying sweet peppers again this year. Don't have much luck with them but I have my garden in a new spot this year so maybe the sun will cause them to grow better.<br />Summer Solstice will be here before I know it and of course then the days start getting shorter. I am enjoying the long days of Spring.Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-67511258325953119032009-06-02T21:07:00.001-07:002009-06-02T21:12:09.228-07:00Through the screen<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixCSyZZGuW_KuBidICTSWfeF01P3qSyoG-MB9h2TKkH_o3erdEDIaeAxLjTE0_W3AUnoBxwO8uHEUjR_91MxNu3aoTK6SYke1rws5-ErSiJx47qfUzgHo9eXHfbLhJo-AX2jOrDyadFYEy/s1600-h/100_9945.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342948294790182338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixCSyZZGuW_KuBidICTSWfeF01P3qSyoG-MB9h2TKkH_o3erdEDIaeAxLjTE0_W3AUnoBxwO8uHEUjR_91MxNu3aoTK6SYke1rws5-ErSiJx47qfUzgHo9eXHfbLhJo-AX2jOrDyadFYEy/s400/100_9945.jpg" border="0" /></a> The back yard today. I love green things and flowers and restful backyards in the heart of the city. Working on the South yard tomorrow, trying to get it all planted before the heat shows up. Have to dig up some of the bushes the rabbits ate. I decided to keep my dead peach tree and plant Morning Glories around it. I have yellow tulips that turn yellow and orange after a week or so. My honeysuckle vine and clematis are about ready to burst into bloom. Got the hoses and sprinklers set out. Picked up a pretty rose to replace one of the pine trees. Looking for a Bridal Wreath to plant but everywhere I go they don't know what I'm talking about. I wonder if it has a different name these days.<br /><div></div>Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-40935497752725660662009-05-30T21:06:00.000-07:002009-05-30T21:10:10.839-07:00Still SpringA pleasant and sunny day today, with a brisk wind.<br />Picked up my groceries I ordered from Share. This time I got cookout food and organic fruits and vegetables. Also Mrs. Smith's Apple pie. Kids helped me carry it all. We cut up the melon when we got home and mmmm mmmm it was very sweet and juicy.<br />Played LaCrosse in the yard for a while and then took the kids to their Dad's.Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-23784174412475632762009-05-20T15:23:00.000-07:002009-05-20T15:24:51.476-07:00Rose Breasted Grosbeak<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0J4BC5k4T8pxoJeioYJ9vc_LrDffNjJybag3GR1l_JoFUexpLx24cGNOcsb7zeYQ2RGQpc7bB6k5utJVQGlskrcpIwf4VklPb_X4lNuCCYFIHtkv-GU0XMaZSi-Zq-jGwGfvJeEBqOYlG/s1600-h/rose+breasted+grosbeak.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338035664942711874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0J4BC5k4T8pxoJeioYJ9vc_LrDffNjJybag3GR1l_JoFUexpLx24cGNOcsb7zeYQ2RGQpc7bB6k5utJVQGlskrcpIwf4VklPb_X4lNuCCYFIHtkv-GU0XMaZSi-Zq-jGwGfvJeEBqOYlG/s400/rose+breasted+grosbeak.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>This is a new bird to my yard, or at least I haven't noticed them before. </div>Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-62054928838595491432009-05-12T20:44:00.001-07:002009-05-12T21:04:59.582-07:00Beans CafeI met my old chums at the Beans Cafe this noon. It was fun to do, they are so comfortable and easy. The food was good too. We made plans to go up north for a few days in June, that should be an experience. Beans Cafe is in a building that used to be called The Urban Frog. At that time it was all natural food but I never had a chance to go there. It's an interesting name though. Today I had BLT sandwich, I know, but it's comfort food with comfortable people. After we left there we went to one of our friend's houses for dessert. It was a delicious pie...peaches and cream cheese and whipped cream and cracker crust. They have a wonderful dog and we played catch. I sure miss having a dog. My dear friend has a beautiful sun room with blooming orchids. Very pleasant day.<br />I have two fish in a ten gallon tank. One is orange and black...Owen named her goldie and the other is a placostomas named Sam...the old man of the sea. When I was feeding them and 'bedding them down' for the night I had to do a double take. There in the fish neighborbood was a school of little eyes and orange tails sort of swimming. Goldie must have given birth...or hatched eggs or whatever. But who is the Daddy.<br />I ordered a garage door today. It will be good to be able to close the garage again. I use it for my garden shed most of the year. The man that came and gave me the estimate was very nice. It's going to cost less that I budgeted for it so that's a break. My next door neighbor stopped over at the time and said he had sold his house to a contractor who was going to remodel and sell it. It's been empty for almost five years now. Couple that with the one on the other side that got torn down. <br />I put out the outside table today and the new umbrella for it. It will be a good spot for tea when the fence vines grow in to hide the neighbors and the noise.<br />I wonder how a person starts to paint pictures. I wonder how you choose what medium to use. I think it might be a good experience to at least try. I'm such a dreamer with too much child still left in my soul.<br />Stop typing Janice and go to bed, it's late, tomorrow is another day.Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-45769827184531922442009-05-02T17:52:00.001-07:002009-05-02T17:53:20.755-07:00May Day May Altar<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPpqLtxAYtSmDZaTbVmBd2bA749VKFFaZFvLNwHTk9NFtLFmHhlRvpjZY6GR0gVlk9P2le20S7ke2nfeOnL9hHxrL2_qdp8LL6xn1nIY7bZerkAyZ-0utbrI6RZP60EBX6SUUOV03hCitt/s1600-h/two.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331394382689299410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPpqLtxAYtSmDZaTbVmBd2bA749VKFFaZFvLNwHTk9NFtLFmHhlRvpjZY6GR0gVlk9P2le20S7ke2nfeOnL9hHxrL2_qdp8LL6xn1nIY7bZerkAyZ-0utbrI6RZP60EBX6SUUOV03hCitt/s400/two.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-22288401760128311392009-04-11T19:28:00.001-07:002009-04-11T19:36:53.957-07:00Eggs<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnEDP2fTKC6VziDYGqzaJ6Q53b3uofxHq9nXRiqltJJ7Qg02aqvnfJylY-Bu76xs5snxeWb9zKyN-NT5XO4rDdC0LliSatz_0GVnjY3aCi68smq_urTPZUPoVGtMXAWG3OE4ThdkgxgxlK/s1600-h/Eggs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323626429999263826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnEDP2fTKC6VziDYGqzaJ6Q53b3uofxHq9nXRiqltJJ7Qg02aqvnfJylY-Bu76xs5snxeWb9zKyN-NT5XO4rDdC0LliSatz_0GVnjY3aCi68smq_urTPZUPoVGtMXAWG3OE4ThdkgxgxlK/s400/Eggs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Jesus is risen</div><div align="center">Oh what a glorious day</div><div align="center">Live in peace and love</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div>Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-90401194990335213622009-04-10T10:22:00.000-07:002009-04-10T10:36:22.356-07:004,271 American Casualities of Iraq War to Date<div align="center">They shall grow not old </div><div align="center">As we that are left grow old, </div><div align="center">Age shall not weary them . . </div><div align="center">Nor the years condemn. </div><div align="center">At the going down of the sun, </div><div align="center">And in the morning, </div><div align="center">We will remember them!</div><div align="center">...Lawrence Binyon</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://www.arlingtoncemetery.net/">http://www.arlingtoncemetery.net/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">"Into Battle"</div><div align="center"><br />The naked earth is warm with spring, </div><div align="center">And with green grass and bursting trees</div><div align="center">Leans to the sun's gaze glorying, </div><div align="center">And quivers in the sunny breeze; </div><div align="center">And life is colour and warmth and light,</div><div align="center">And a striving evermore for these; </div><div align="center">And he is dead who will not fight;</div><div align="center">And who dies fighting has increase. </div><div align="center"><br />The fighting man shall from the sun Take warmth, </div><div align="center">and life from the glowing earth; </div><div align="center">Speed with the light-foot winds to run, </div><div align="center">And with the trees to newer birth;</div><div align="center">And find, when fighting shall be done,</div><div align="center">Great rest, and fullness after dearth.<br />All the bright company of Heaven </div><div align="center">Hold him in their high comradeship, </div><div align="center">The Dog-Star,</div><div align="center">and the Sisters Seven,</div><div align="center">Orion's Belt and sworded hip.<br />The woodland trees that stand together, </div><div align="center">They stand to him each one a friend;</div><div align="center">They gently speak in the windy weather;</div><div align="center">They guide to valley and ridge's end. </div><div align="center"><br />The kestrel hovering by day, </div><div align="center">And the little owls that call by night,</div><div align="center">Bid him be swift and keen as they, </div><div align="center">As keen of ear, as swift of sight.<br />The blackbird sings to him, "Brother, brother,</div><div align="center">If this be the last song you shall sing,</div><div align="center">Sing well, for you may not sing another; Brother, sing."<br />In dreary, doubtful, waiting hours, </div><div align="center">Before the brazen frenzy starts, </div><div align="center">The horses show him nobler powers; </div><div align="center">O patient eyes, courageous hearts!<br />And when the burning moment breaks,</div><div align="center">And all things else are out of mind, </div><div align="center">And only joy of battle takes Him by the throat, </div><div align="center">and makes him blind, </div><div align="center"><br />Through joy and blindness he shall know, </div><div align="center">Not caring much to know, that still</div><div align="center">Nor lead nor steel shall reach him,</div><div align="center">so That it be not the Destined Will.<br />The thundering line of battle stands, </div><div align="center">And in the air death moans and sings;</div><div align="center">But Day shall clasp him with strong hands, </div><div align="center">And Night shall fold him in soft wings. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div>Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-87757605868601307632009-04-07T19:44:00.000-07:002009-04-07T19:45:10.749-07:00April"The roofs are shining from the rain,<br />The sparrows twitter as they fly,<br />And with a windy April grace<br />The little clouds go by.<br />Yet the back yards are bare and brown<br />With only one unchanging tree--<br />I could not be so sure of Spring<br />Save that it sings in me."- <br /> Sara TeasdaleJanicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-88322192853514733512009-03-27T19:18:00.001-07:002009-03-27T19:19:29.538-07:00March is endingSpring is here. March is saying goodby with a snowstorm. They haven't named it yet so maybe it won't be a bad one.<br />I'm glad it's going to snow again as I forgot to save snowballs in the freezer for our annual July 4th snowball fight.Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-58000694949420848222009-03-06T16:19:00.001-08:002009-03-06T16:22:55.225-08:00Welcome in Daylight Savings Time on Sunday<div>...with a cake!</div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310233985890406162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLpFntjgEW1KmQjH2yjE23fuN6qiSCX8bPScKOawjvzt_CKB2EKjzJHpffdmJOQ2PL3I8j8FEb9GdtvF6kRo98KbTlJ_RMBuhqS8226wicnr7CsCgdWgtrOh4ufE1IQGzBH7MLz2Ls7uZU/s400/Welcome+Daylight+Savings+Time+Cake.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><p>It's quite easy....bake a yellow cake mix into two layers</p><p>Using vanilla frosting and red food coloring, make the frosting pink.</p><p>Using a pack of skittles make flowers on the cake...place one skittle and then place six skittles of a different color around it. Place several 'flowers' to look pretty.</p><p>And enjoy your extra hour of daylight, I know I will.</p><p>Sunday at 2am Spring those clocks forward.</p><p>Have a great tomorrow.</p>Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-40220602692889989052009-03-03T18:52:00.001-08:002009-03-03T18:54:10.083-08:00Well it's still winterLots of snow<br />Lots of cold<br />Lots of rabbits<br />Lots of stars in the sky on winter nights<br />Lots of pretty sunsets<br />Lots of shoveling<br />Lots of playing in the snow<br />Lots of dreaming about springJanicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-813562153453232112009-02-14T12:59:00.000-08:002009-02-14T13:00:43.120-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNFdqKU-9ak3oN4Yd0-vyWPTsTd3P18W5Tp-srzdYNppiM0wv8cKOWM2_sdswW76Kvz-jfWFoYwbFfmcuHyjsC6Uv-fMkScPjxhqlwsdNDlc17LgdvGUFaWakfdonw074HL6h-sjest-LY/s1600-h/316.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302760891590379106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNFdqKU-9ak3oN4Yd0-vyWPTsTd3P18W5Tp-srzdYNppiM0wv8cKOWM2_sdswW76Kvz-jfWFoYwbFfmcuHyjsC6Uv-fMkScPjxhqlwsdNDlc17LgdvGUFaWakfdonw074HL6h-sjest-LY/s400/316.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-61619246775139302742009-02-11T19:22:00.001-08:002009-02-11T19:30:03.424-08:00Melting snowOf course it's still winter but the snow is melting very fast. Now the rabbits have access to other food so they are leaving what's left of my "Emerald" arborvitae alone. The temp has been in the thirties and forties all week and I've finally been able to take down my outside Christmas decorations that were covered with a few feet of snow. Very muddy out too. Haven't noticed anything starting to grow yet but Jenny called on Monday and told me she had a Robin at her window and she let me listen to it's cheer up cheerily sound. It's still light out at 5pm, the days are getting longer by the minute haha.Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-24902275439179486652009-02-06T19:37:00.000-08:002009-02-06T19:45:59.214-08:00CrittersI love rabbits and squirrels and birds and chippies, and feral cats and all the other critters that occasionally stop by my chemicle free yard to chomp on some of the plants and berry bushes winter, spring, summer and fall. Three years ago I planted thirty little pine trees for privacy along the front and south side of my yard...fifty dollars a pop. They have more than doubled in size in those few years. This winter, the rabbits have decided to eat them. They have completely devoured two of them and are working on six more. They have also eaten all the bark off my new peach tree (I assume it won't grow anymore and I won't plant another). They haven't touched the dogwoods so I guess they are particular about their winter lunches. <br />Someone suggested that I fill gallon glass jars with water and place them where they enter the yard and next to where they are munching. However, this is Wisconsin and the water would soon turn to ice and crack the jar. I wonder if there is anything else I can do to change their eating habits. I even put rabbit food out for them...they eat that too and the bird seed and the squirrel corn and peanuts. They are pretty white rabbits, or are they hares, and I'm happy they are not starving. I like my little trees too.Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-88108738225687430462009-01-28T18:02:00.000-08:002009-01-28T18:05:25.574-08:00Today I am thankful for books;<br />I am also thankful that my furnace works and I have a warm place to live<br />I am thankful for my family and friends to chat with<br />I am thankful for farmers that grow vegetables so I can remember summer<br />I am thankful for TV to watch, especially programs that make me laugh.Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381533438772579104.post-17851808008569311982009-01-23T20:04:00.000-08:002009-01-23T20:05:22.203-08:00Thought of the day...SOME PEOPLE ARE LIKE SLINKIES; NOT REALLY GOOD FOR ANYTHING, BUT THEY BRING A SMILE TO YOUR FACE WHEN PUSHED DOWN THE STAIRSJanicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10592943499641933579noreply@blogger.com0