Monday, May 30, 2016

God Bless America!

Hello friends!

So good to be back among the land of the living, grin!
Teasing of course!
Believe it or not, after months of not being able to access my blog because my other computer died, and Google would not recognize me.  I was finally able to pull it up long enough to get back into it for a few minutes.  I have started another blog called Scrappalachi2.  Google still will not give me email on that for some reason known only to blogland, but I'm still around, and reading your blogs.

I have ventured further over the pond into some very nice blogs on frugal living, and saving, because at some point I'd like to travel over that away and see where my people came from.  I still love prim and country blogs, and am often playing catch up on so many that I have loved since I first started blogging over five years ago.

My dear Sweetie and I hope to celebrate our anniversary in the next week or so, thirty eight years if the good Lord lets us.  Our lives have been up and down, here and there for quite a long while now, and we'll carry on as long as the good Lord tarys before His return, and be grateful for every day.

Our sweet grand boy made his appearance in March, we are blessed. (His hair is coming in red! Oh my! What tumultuous days lie ahead with that!

Summer is on us, and the spring has flown.  My feet still run to the woods, the hills,  the curvy twisted back roads, and the river banks of home.  Our old place is facing her centennial soon, much like me in the not too far distant horizon.  Home, it speaks of peace, quiet corners, supper on the table, old quilts, baskets, mocking bird songs in the night, gentle breezes, and comfort familiarity.

I long to sit on the porch and break beans, slice sweet red tomatoes off the vine, taste the sweet peaches and cream corn, and hear the train whistle way off down the gap to the nether reaches of high rugged hills.  I look daily for the coming of the Lord, His sweet presence is with me in my heart, but I long for the day when He calls me further up unto Him.

Just a few hot weeks ago, we laid my older brother to rest, another one gone on before me.  I had not been able to get to the hospital to see him, things tangled up, and timing was off.  He went pretty quickly from Saturday to Thursday.  When we finally did get there it was nigh on to midnight.  Sissy Two had been told he was waiting on his middle son to get there before he would let go and cross that threshold.  She said , No, the Lord says he is waiting on Ann."  Well dear friends, after I got in the room, he left us less than ten minutes later.  No words were exchanged, but none were necessary either.  None of us are promised more days, you've got to take each one, grab it with both hands and be thankful, and make the most of each.  Hang on to the your faith, until your time of rest and peace bids you enter in.

Dear friends it is do good to say, hello, and smile your way.  I look up toward the far hills and wish you peace, joy, and hope, and smiles!  God bless you all, and on this Memorial Day  2016,
God Bless America!  I am thankful, here in the mountains of home.

Thursday, January 28, 2016

The Mauraders

Growing  up, my Moma  loved westerns, they were always on. She said it was because of the scenery in them.  I think she had soft spot for leading men, and for memories of serial westerns from the movies she used to go to years before. I had a soft spot for John Wayne, but only  for certain titles, and quotes.  Otherwise, I hated the violence and refused to watch them.  I still feel that way. Recently I told a sweet friend, (Dear Angela) about the two soft spots in my head and heart I call, "The Marauders".

These two are just like like the ones in old western movies when they run.  You know the scene, you're up on a buckboard or stage coach, and the horses are running like crazy, and all you can see is dust flying, lead lines whipping, manes and tails flying like the wind, and ears sticking straight up.  The movie folks holding on are getting dragged, bumped, and pulled hard all the way down the road. Well, that is me when they walk me at my son's house.

They start barking and jumping, as soon as they hear the car coming down the road, through the house walls, you can hear them, it's Loud!  There is no doubt, they are ready to run.  The neighbors must love it when I come to visit.  I'm the only one who goes with them down to the swamp, below the old cemetery, and through the bear and rabbit runs of the wilderness.  I had them out day before yesterday early and today too.  I thought I would show you a glimpse of them, after their run, when I'm trying to coerce them back inside.  You can see who walks who, and who does the herding around here.

I hope you're having a wonderful January.
I hope you're faring well in spite of the storms.   
God bless you, please be kind to other people.
Everyone is dealing with something difficult, and life is too short for drama.  If I can save some pain and heartache, I would like to. If I can lose anything this year, I'd like to lose drama, other peoples and mine.


Friday, January 1, 2016


Happy New Year!

Friends I hope the New Year will bring you many blessings.  I've decided I need to Save this year.  Boys howdy, do I!  Here's a list, it's not complete but will be a work in progress.

I want to save scripture, and hide it in my heart, so I'll have when I need it.

I want to remember  the good times, so when times are not so good I will have them to remind me and help me go on.

I want to save time, and stop squandering something that goes too fast, so I'll use my time for good for others when I can.

I want to develop some good habits, and let others fall by the wayside.

I want to save my money for the right things, and let go of excess baggage, buying stuff I don't really need.

I want to save myself some heartache, and tell people I love them now, and not live with regrets later because I didn't tell them.

I want to save many words, because not everything needs to be said, and listening well is an art.

I want the Lord to lead me, instead of being headstrong and heading down my own path, wandering around in the wilderness.

I want to offer encouragement, not discouragement, and save other people tears and pain.

I want to make this year the very best I can, and as much as possible live in peace with others.  I want to save my hope, and not let doubt and fear rule my life.

I want to save my joy, it is too precious to waste.

You get the idea, save all you can, lose what you need to, spread the good, and not the bad.  Keep looking up, and remember Jesus loves you!