Sweets. Candy. Chocolate. Jaw breakers. Licorice. Lemon drops. Peppermint patties.
Candy entices many people. They long to enjoy that sugar buzz or the flavor of a dark chocolate candy bar with a gooey caramel center. Perhaps the bitter and sweet taste of gummy candies.
The love I hear of candy, expresses well how I feel about books (most candy does not interest me). Don’t I mean reading? No, I don’t. I enjoy getting into a book more than I enjoy magazines, online articles, or the newspaper. A book to me is as luscious and enticing as chocolate is to most people.
Mysteries. Biographies. Humor. Oh my! Give me a Lorna Landvik tale or a Janet Evanovich adventure. Oh, a sweet mystery by Joanne Fluke, JoAnna Carl, or Diane Mott Davidson. Then there’s kitty cat sleuths with Rita Mae Brown or Miranda James. Delicious!!!
Morale of the Story: Books are sweet too! Check them out at http://www.goodreads.com.
Tags: book, candy, chocolate candy bar, dark chocolate candy, diane mott davidson, goodreads, janet evanovich, jaw breaker, joanna carl, joanne fluke, lemon drops, lorna landvik, miranda james, peppermint patties, read, rita mae brown, sweets
As the sister of a fruit farmer
This is not a sight to behold
Ice on a bud
Is a big no, no
If we desire fruit in the fall
We need warmth after the budding begins
Photo taken with my first Canon PowerShot, January 2007
Tags: autumn, bud, canon powershot, farmer, fruit, ice, nature, sister, warmth, winter
Once again
this home
is blanketed
in snow,
and we
have a
protective
guard.
Thank you,
Rufus!
Tags: blanket, dog, home, nature, protective guard, rufus, snow, weather, winter
I learned some things on Sunday evening, January 13, 2013.
It was dark and cold. I was tired, and light wasn’t on my agenda, so I had taken the garbage through the house without turning on any additional lights. However, I did require the garage light, so that I would not miss throwing the trash into the trash bin. (I was not bending over to pick up anything that didn’t make it in.)
At the same moment that I opened the door between the house and the garage, I turned on the light. There, on the edge of the garbage bin was a mouse. I learned a few things.
- Have you ever dreamt that you were in a dangerous situation and needed to scream, but you could not make a sound? No one could hear you? No one could come to your aid? Well, I learned that when frightened, I scream like a howling banshee.
- I learned that a mouse can jump at least three feet through the air, run over the top of a car, and fling its self into the unknown void in the back of the garage in under 8 seconds flat.
- I learned that my mom can’t hear me scream like this with the television on in another room.
- I learned that my cats will come running no matter where they are in the house.
- I learned that I must now teach my cats how to use the phone to dial 911.
Morale of the Story: You learn something new every day.
Tags: 911, cat, garage, garbage, help, learn, lesson, light, mouse, now I know, scream, trash
Kalamazoo, Michigan has a special treat during the Christmas season. It is a single street where many of the homeowners put out a Christmas Card for all to drive by and see.
Our one and only drive, if we even took one down this lane at the holidays, was on Christmas Eve. My parents and I would go to the Christmas Eve service at church. The service would end singing “Silent Night” by candlelight.
On the wintery drive home, we’d take time to drive down Christmas Card lane.
It is a delight to journey this road at night, Christmas Carols playing on the radio, with friends and family in the car to enjoy the sights.
I wouldn’t trade these memories for anything.
Tags: candlelight, christmas, christmas card, christmas card lane, christmas eve, delight, drive, Family, journey, kalamazoo, lane, winter
I am one of several volunteers who write for the Kalamazoo Animal Newsletter. I do not foster these heroic animals – I’d keep EVERY last one!
Here is the January Newsletter. I was the fortunate volunteer to write the article about China and Dexter. Our two remaining dogs who survived the hoarding house in Allegan County, Michigan back in April of 2012. They are still hoping for a forever home. Together would be better.
Morale of the Story: Cats and Dogs are gifts from a loving God. Treasure them.
Tags: dog, fortunate, gift, hoarding, kalamazoo, kalamazoo animal rescue, newsletter, rescue, together
My dad was a passionate man. This passion I speak of was his strong emotion for certain things he valued in life. More often that not, his passion was shown with a kind word, a fun story, or a shared laugh. Once in a while, someone would get him going.
We had awesome vegetarian neighbors while I was growing up. They had their own chickens for eggs, their own garden to grow veggies, and their own fruit for wine. All of the dishes I ate at their home were absolutely delicious, well seasoned, and served with love. The conversation was another matter.
I feared that this adoring couple were friends with my mom, but enemies with my dad. I didn’t know how my dad could laugh so easily during the meal, but shout with vehemence after dinner while talking with the husband in their living room. Mom, the wife, and I always stayed in the kitchen around their warm and cozy kitchen table. Yet there was shouting in the living room!
It was years before I understood what the hollering was about in the other room. Turns out, the men were “discussing” politics. Both were liberal. Both were peace keepers. Both were Christian. Both were vehement in their beliefs. Both became passionate and boisterous in expressing their shared opinions. They were preaching to the choir. Or is that yelling at the choir?
Any which way, these men not only loved one another, they shared the same beliefs in many areas. They just happened to proclaim loudly those things that they believed most passionately.
Morale of the Story: Love is shown in many ways.
Tags: dad, enemy, Family, friend, holler, neighbor, passion, politics, vegetarian, yell
I have the most amazing great nieces and nephew. I was recently overjoyed to receive the opportunity to sit for the youngest. We got to play, chat, read books, and sing songs. But bedtime came all too soon.
I put her to bed with a song and a book. I put her under the covers.
Not five minutes later she called out for orange juice.
I brought her much watered down orange juice in a sippy cup.
And the little sweetie pie says, “Oh, thank you very much! I’m not allowed to have juice in bed.”
I’ve never before sat for a child who told me the truth without my asking for it … after telling a lie. She made me laugh out loud, and days later I’m still giggling.
Morale of the Story: The truth will set you free … and it might bring forth laughter to the heart’s content.
Tags: Family, juice, laugh, lie, ly, niece, truth
Where do you find beauty?
In people? I hope you do every day.
In play? I hope you do every day.
In things? Only when they bring you joy.
In memories? I hope you do every day.
In work? I hope no more than five days a week.
In God’s creations? I hope you do every day.
Where do you find beauty?
Get a mirror!
Morale of the Story: You are beauty!
Tags: beauty, creation, god, memories, mirror, people, play, things, work, you
Humor Happens 