A tired Autumn Redd dawg lies under the paper, Melissa played Santa, her year since she was in Austrailia last Christmas diving the great barrier reef. Matt and Susan open gifts on the sofa and
our pup dog roots under paper for a lost treat.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Beautiful
The popcorn was replaced this year. The other was 16 years old and was past even resembling "carmel corn" Susan, T.Tom and myself strung air popped corn on quilting thread with a red wooden bead spaced about every 16 to 20 inches to resemble cranberries. An airtight ziplock will insure the popcorn garland to last a few years.
Christmas at Home!
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Just a bit of the cookie craze!
If you notice the three separate gingerbread, they are a bit morbid! Melissa gave me some cutters that actually had body parts the were missing due to 'teethe' marks! Yikes
when we make the plates and platters more pics will be posted. This year I have made Peanut butter balls, Coconut birds nests, Walnut stripe cookies, a new one this year-Brown sugar cookies and they are yummy, or course - Spritz, Magic cookie bars, and fudge walnut brownies, plus the sugar cookies and gingerbread you see posted. Still to come, oatmeal scotchies.
Wow, TV Addictions!
2 Dads Tackle Tree!
Christmas tree
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Winters Reflection
The blanket of snow begins to fall
the earth is sleeping quietly
A poor man fertilizer I have heard it said
All is gray this early morn
crisp cold stinging air
as one steps from the warmth of home
The birds frequent the feeders
looking for a morsel of food
Their colors bright against the white backdrop
We do not lament, we cry not
we know it is for a season
and all will again awake, spring forth
The black cat looks blacker
the red dawg looks redder
invigorated by the cold as they run about
It is time, time to reflect
to ponder ones life
to be in the moment, at peace
Has it been good, yes
what does the future hold
whatever it is, it will be for me
you see, we love, we sorrow
we despair, we hope, we care
without any of this, what is life
the blanket of first snow has fallen
this beautiful gray morn
it is for a season
The gift He has given
the Author the Finisher
my Lord and Savior
cl
the earth is sleeping quietly
A poor man fertilizer I have heard it said
All is gray this early morn
crisp cold stinging air
as one steps from the warmth of home
The birds frequent the feeders
looking for a morsel of food
Their colors bright against the white backdrop
We do not lament, we cry not
we know it is for a season
and all will again awake, spring forth
The black cat looks blacker
the red dawg looks redder
invigorated by the cold as they run about
It is time, time to reflect
to ponder ones life
to be in the moment, at peace
Has it been good, yes
what does the future hold
whatever it is, it will be for me
you see, we love, we sorrow
we despair, we hope, we care
without any of this, what is life
the blanket of first snow has fallen
this beautiful gray morn
it is for a season
The gift He has given
the Author the Finisher
my Lord and Savior
cl
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Turkey and Three Generations
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