by Richard LeGallienne
I meant to do my work today,
But a brown bird sang in the apple tree,
And a butterfly flitted across the field,
And all the leaves were calling me.
And the wind went sighing over the land,
Tossing the grasses to and fro,
And a rainbow held out its shining hand,
So what could I do but laugh and go?
Actually, I weeded the garden and watered and mowed. It's finally fall in Florida. The temperatures have dropped into the 80's and the humidity has fallen as well. It is wonderful to be outside enjoying this beautiful world!
I learned from naplesnews.com that "Woodpeckers communicate by “drumming” — finding a resonant branch and tapping rapidly in a unique pattern. Drumming woodpeckers are not excavating or obtaining food, but sending a signal their territory is occupied or that they are searching for a mate."
I often hear woodpeckers, but seldom see them, so I was delighted to be able to capture a few pictures.
Doug and I were invited to celebrate the 60th wedding anniversary of Ray and Patti. I enjoyed learning more about this great couple. For instance, I was amazed to find out that they were married on Patti's 16th birthday! I have admired Ray ever since I worked in Primary. He was a wonderful teacher!
It was a privilege to join in their special celebration.
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And finally the newest find for telling you when books are due or in for pickup:
Go to the grocery store and buy an angel food cake, or in this case, 3.
Buy a carton of real whipped cream, chocolate ice cream and a candy bar.
Make a ditch in the cake and fill it with the ice cream, frost it with the whipped cream and shave the chocolate bar on the top.
Having three helpers aids with the prep time and getting it to the destination!
My friend Meems, who doesn't know that she is my friend, composes a piece every month about what is blooming in her garden. I decided to try her tradition. September is a month of celebration for those plants that endured and anticipation of new occupants. So here are the hardy which seem more beautiful than ever to me:
The roses have taken a serious hit this year because the Surinam Cherry Bush has gotten so big as to block out most of the required eight hours of sunlight needed for a successful rose garden. However, this true performer carries on in spite of the lack of attention and care that she was previously used to.
The purple coneflowers has brought me joy all summer long with the numerous varieties of butterflies that have come to pay a visit.
The lazy Susan's wake up late every day and go to bed early, but for the better part of the day their bright and sunny faces bask in the sun. For some reason, pictures don't seem to capture their essence.
When we purchased this house, the owners had a small vase of these self-seeding impatiens on the table. I have yet to see a time when these flowers weren't blooming. This year I have let them take over several spots.
I bought this Beauty Berry plant at the Mt. Dora plant show last November. It was a tiny thing then. Now over six feet tall and the berries for the birds are beginning to turn purple. It has been very exciting to watch each development and I am wondering who will enjoy the feast?
I have chives growing in four of my herb gardens. I had been a little disappointed that none of them every bloomed and then this summer the northwest growers gave me joy. I'll bet her sister plants are jealous!
And for the finale!
We arrived in NC with 16 miles worth of gas in the tank. Shortly thereafter, by virtue of demand, the public created a gas crisis, during which the stations obliged by charging up to $5.10 per gallon. We depended on the Tricia's family for rides and waited a couple of days for the hysteria to resolve. Ultimately, we ended up paying $3.89, and sad day, had to head for home.
I was tracking the hummingbirds at Tricia's house trying to get a picture on our last trip to NC without success. This trip however, the birds were much more photo friendly. We especially enjoyed watching them at dusk. Can you see this guy in the top picture against the bricks?
After her dad baptized her, she paused and looked right at all who were there to witness this wonderful event...beautiful Courtney...
Full of Light and Love!
She changed her clothes, and then, she came forward to bear her testimony, sharing with us all her resolve in the commitment to take upon her the name of Jesus Christ...
renewing in our hearts the joy that we have had in doing the same, or
inspiring the younger ones to follow in her footsteps.
There are not words to express the joy of this day!
Carter's teeth are beginning to fall out. I love pulling loose teeth. In fact, I begged to pull his loose tooth! So he submitted to the experience and was $2 wealthier the next morning. Did you know that the tooth fairy uses teeth to build fairy houses? I had no idea!
JB aka Jibbie's gene pool is inhabited largely by genes from his grandpa Bruce with at least one exception. The cowlick! So I can claim him too!
Bella, my one and only brown-eyed granddaughter, happens to have brown eyes just like her mom and nana and great-grandmother too! She doesn't call me Nana like everyone else does though. She calls me Neeee na! More like...
Neee na! Neeena! Neeena! Neeena! Neeena! Neeena! Neeena!
...at bedtime. And then I beg her mom, who, being the truly understanding daughter that she is, immediately gives me permission to go to her bedroom. At that point my brown-eyed granddaughter, who never is still for more than 15 seconds at a time, let's me rock her and rock her and rock her. I am in heaven!
Like waiting for a missionary, our stake center ground breaking has been two years in the making. It was a day that begins the anticipated promises. The remarks were moving and I felt a lump in my throat as I rejoiced with others, many of whom have waited much longer than I. The five acre property was purchased nearly two decades ago by those with a hope and dream.
The next generation of youth including my own daughter will enjoy the benefits of that vision. Doug spoke about his own memories growing up--waiting for a chapel to be built. He reminded us that although the place is not important in the eternal scheme of things, it is a blessing nonetheless.
My own experience under the tent this morning returned my thoughts to the early Saints who met in tents and groves and many other similar places for the joy of hearing the word. I didn't mind that the microphone didn't work. I also tried to cope as graciously as possible with the morning heat and insects as I counted some of the blessings of being born in this generation of Saints.
Most importantly, families of faith will continue their work and commitment to build souls from within, as this latter day edifice begins to shine forth.
My dear friend's husband died unexpectedly this week. I am sad, very sad. Ron Teeples was an academic scholar, but he was also a gospel scholar. I enjoyed him in the latter role. Gospel discussions were sure to include history lessons as well. For anyone lucky enough to sit in a class where he sat, he would almost certainly be called upon to share his expertise for our benefit. Although he often seemed almost shy about it.
I was only marginally aware of his academic pursuits and his love of jazz music. But I do know that he chose a wonderful woman to stand by his side in time and eternity. Time is fragile, something well worth remembering. Eternity is a blessing.
How grateful I am for the plan of salvation and for the gospel of Jesus Christ. There is sweet peace knowing that they will eventually be together forever. I am grateful that
"that same sociality which exists among us here will exist among us there, only it will be coupled with eternal glory" Doctrine and Covenants 130:2
Still I mourn, but gratefully not without a brightness hope.
Linda Teets invited me to join her tennis class. I went on Monday morning. After class the teacher suggested a new pair of shoes. They are real tennis shoes! With the herring bone pattern on the soles.
Then I decided that I should wear something to class besides jean shorts and a t-shirt, so I made a trip to Target.
I was exhausted and sore after class on Monday. I determined that I didn't want to feel like that ever again so I just had to keep on going to class. Even with my resolve firmly in mind, I was nervous tonight. It wasn't as humid; it wasn't as hot. And I was dressed for success! or so my coach and friends told me. I hope to continue to improve. Alison, Roxanne and Linda are so positive and our coach Steve is very helpful. Linda was right. It is great exercise and lots of fun.
We took a sweaty picture of the four of us after class. Maybe we should try that again before class next time!