Thursday, June 28, 2007
Monday, June 25, 2007
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Summer Solstice
Pictured is Jenny's new haircut
So was I once myself a swinger of birches
And so I dream of going back to be.
It's when I'm weary of considerations,
And life is too much like a pathless wood
Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs
Broken across it, and one eye is weeping
From a twig's having lashed across it open.
I'd like to get away from earth awhile
And then come back to it and begin over.
May no fate willfully misunderstand me
And half grant what I wish and snatch me away
Not to return. Earth's the right place for love:
I don't know where it's likely to go better.
I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree,
And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
But dipped its top and set me down again.
That would be good both going and coming back.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.
This partial poem is called Birches by Robert Frost
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Fun in the sun and riding the rails with Thomas #1
Those little blue plastic pools are well worth the price...what fun they hold for children.
Also went to 'Sodor' to see Thomas the Tank Engine and a nice lady gave us two tickets to ride which lasted about 45 minutes. So tired at night, kids left about 7 and today I slept until noon LOL.
The sad picture of Hali is because I was taking too long to get her a popsicle...she sure loves popsicles. Owen climbing up the mouth of the crockodile...he was a little scared he would run across Captain Hook but climbed inside anyway. My finger on the lens of the picture of the Thomas train when it pulled into the station. Mr. Conducter said 'tickets please' and punched them just like in the movie, Polar Express. Hali standing alone by the little pool...first time...that's mud, not poop on her butt hahahaha.
Friday, June 15, 2007
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Monday, June 11, 2007
A beautiful sunny day
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Some days are not as easy as others
BACKWARD, turn backward, O time, in your flight,
Make me a child again just for tonight
Mother, come back from the echoless shore,
Take me again to your heart as of yore;
Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care
Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair;
Over my slumbers your loving watch keep;
Rock me to sleep, Mother-rock me to sleep!
Backward, flow backward, oh, tide of the years
I am so weary of toil and of tears;
Toil without recompense, tears all in vain--
Take them, and give me my childhood again!
I have grown weary of dust and decay--
Weary of flinging my soul--wealth away,
Weary of sowing for others to reap;
Rock me to sleep, Mother rock me to sleep!
Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue,
Mother, O Mother, my heart calls for you!
Many a summer the grass has grown green,
Blossomed and faded, our faces between.
Yet, with strong yearning and passionate pain,
Long I tonight for your presence again.
Come from the silence so long and so deep;
Rock me to sleep, Mother-rock me to sleep!
Over my heart, in the days that are flown,
No love like mother-love ever has shone;
No other worship abides and endures-
Faithful, unselfish, and patient like yours:
None like a mother can charm away pain
From the sick soul and the world-weary brain.
Slumber's soft calms over my heavy lids creep;
Rock me to sleep, Mother-rock me to sleep!
Come, let your brown hair, just lighted with gold,
Fall on your shoulders again as of old;
Let it drop over my forehead tonight,
Shading my faint eyes away from the light;
For with it's sunny-edged shadows once more
Haply will throng the sweet vision of yore;
Lovingly, softly, it's bright billows sweep:
Rock me to sleep, Mother-rock me to sleep!
Mother, dear Mother, the years been long
Since I last listened to your lullaby song.
Sing, then, and unto my soul it shall seem
Womanhood's years have been only a dream.
Clasped to your heart in a loving embrace,
With your light lashes just sweeping my face,
Never hereafter to wake or to weep;
Rock me to sleep, Mother-rock me to sleep!
ByElizabeth Akers Allen
Saturday, June 9, 2007
A beautiful Spring Day
I got the tomato plants in and the new Lavender. Still have a few annuals to plant and the Canna Lilies. I'm not sure where I'm going to put them. The backyard looks kind of like a park and on these cool Spring days it's so nice to be out there.
The picture is a candy dish I made today. Just painted a chicken feeder and added a canning jar to it and put in a bag of Skittles. I guess I should have put in two bags as there is still a lot of room.
Farmer's market was this morning also.
Lots of birds in the yard with their pretty songs.
Friday, June 8, 2007
Packer Tent Sale at Lambeau Field
The inside picture is the Lambeau Field Atrium where the sale took place.
The 'sky' pictures are outside in the front as you go up the steps.
The flower garden is in front of the two statues. It looked very pretty and was a nice combination so I wanted to remember it. The first row is Dusty Miller, then Marigold, Yellow, then Marigold, gold then Spider Plant and then white (those little bushes that used to get a lot of ants on, can't think of the name...at least that's what I think they were.
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Yummmm...Rhubarb Bars
Rhubarb Oatmeal Bars
Crust
1 1/2 cups flour
1 1/2 cups oatmeal
1 cup light brown sugar
1/4 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 cup butter or margarine
1/2 cup chopped nuts (optional) I used walnuts
Filling
3 cups cut up rhubarb
1 1/2 cups sugar
2 tablespoons cornstarch
1/4 cup water
1 teaspoon vanilla
Combine crust ingredients until crumbly. Press half the mixture into a 9 x 13 inch pan. Reserve rest for topping.
In a saucepan, combine rhubarb, sugar, cornstarch and water. Cook until clear.
Blend in vanilla. Pour over crust.
Sprinkle with remaining crumb mixture.
Bake in 350 degree oven for 30 minutes.
Tags: rhubarb recipes
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
D-Day June 6, 1944
The D-Day operation of June 6, 1944 brought together the land, air and sea forces of the allied armies in what became known as the largest invasion force in human history. The operation, given the codename OVERLORD, delivered five naval assault divisions to the beaches of Normandy, France. The beaches were given the codenames UTAH, OMAHA, GOLD, JUNO and SWORD. The invasion force included 7,000 ships and landing craft manned by over 195,000 naval personnel from eight allied countries. Almost 133,000 troops from England, Canada and the United States landed on D-Day. Casualties from the three countries during the landing numbered 10,300. By June 30th, over 850,000 men, 148,000 vehicles, and 570,000 tons of supplies had landed on the Normandy shores. Fighting by the brave soldiers, sailors and airmen of the allied forces western front and Russian forces on the eastern front led to the defeat of German Nazi forces. On May 7, 1945, German General Alfred Jodl signed an unconditional surrender at Reims, France.
Monday, June 4, 2007
Orange
The assignment is take a picture of something orange.
From top left, clockwise.
The little duckling that has taken up residence on my computer monitor for 3 years.
The little china doll that gives smiles.
Hali Anne's teething toy.
One of my garden angels by her orange toadstool.
Here's John's blog so you can send your own http://journals.aol.com/johnmscalzi/bytheway/