Wednesday, October 22, 2014

:: W. I. P.


While I’ve been under the weather— T.H.  has started on some projects that we’ve had  in W.I.P. (waiting in pile)  OR Work In Progress; which ever works for you!  Currently, he’s been clearing out some brush along the fence and he has created a scrap metal pile; that will be hauled off eventually, hopefully to get a little bit of money for it. That will go into the savings jug!  In the mean time—he’s taken to putting the pallet wood on the bedroom wall!  
Pallet Wood Wall Project 4

Yay!
I’ve wanted this pallet wood wall for a while.  After talking of moving I didn’t think it was going to happen. He went ahead and started on it---without me.  I’ll get to enjoy it while we’re finishing up here and getting the house ready to sell.  
I HOPE it’s an attraction and not the other way around!
I’ve used what spurts of energy I’ve had in order to keep up with everyday activities. But today I HAD HIGH-ENERGY! I felt like my stamina is coming back. 
  • I was able to wash the few dishes we’ve used-- when you pack your dishes away, cleaning up is quick!  I think I’m going to like “less is more”!  The next thing I’m going to work on is wardrobe. 
  • I did laundry today.  It was only 2 loads… and I was able to take a break in between hanging each load and letting them dry. 
  • By late afternoon—I was feeling well enough, to sweep, take down and fold all the laundry; and we grilled with the kids next door.  My daughter told me they were firing up the grill, to bring something over and make some supper.   I noticed when I was walking back with our chops… I was feeling refreshed. It felt good to get some deep breaths, fresh air and exercise!
October 22 Post Card
Thank you everyone for your well wishes and prayers for getting well.  I truly do appreciate each and everyone of your encouraging words!
Y’ALL ARE THE BEST!
Til next time, Be Blessed!
                  Patricia




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"Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous! Do not tremble or be dismayed, for the LORD your God is with you wherever you go." ~Joshua 1:9
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Tuesday, October 21, 2014

:: An Emotional Wringer!

 

The flowers are as confused as I am!  The Four O’clocks, don’t really know the time of day or the season…anymore than I know if I’m coming or going!

four oclocks hardy

After spending most of the weekend being under the weather—I’ve taken the slow and steady wins the race approach on the packing front.

I’ve not packed one box since last week—uhg!  I do get frustrated.  But rather than worry about it.  I take my tea to the porch swing with Vince and swing, until his little sleepy eyes can’t take it anymore—I put him in the play pen. 

…and then I jump up and get to crackin’!

No.

I take a 15 minute nap myself!!!! 

Am I still excited about moving?  Yes and no. In my PRACTICAL SIDE,  I’m over-joyed with the prospect of debt reduction.  I’m thrilled with fewer bills, and liquidating build-up!  Oh, yes!  packing a few boxes to be dropped off and never seen or heard from again ---at the local charity thrift store, it sounds wonderful to me. All the practical aspects of moving, I’m excited about. 

It’s the emotional aspects—that keep me faltering and second guessing myself. 

Things like the porch swing.

The PORCH!  I waited a long time to get my front porch!

No, not really.  It’s not the swing or the porch. It’s packing up the memories--- of all the times I’ve sat on the swing doing the same thing I did today, and yesterday.  Listening to the creaking of the chain in the anchor bolts; and swinging the baby ‘til their eyes are so heavy—they fall asleep in my arms.

Then, I have to say SNAP OUT OF IT!

GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!  This is going to be an adventure.   I dry my eyes…

and move on!

I put myself through an emotional wringer!

 

October 21  Post Card

 

‘Til next time, Be Blessed!

Patricia


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"Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous! Do not tremble or be dismayed, for the LORD your God is with you wherever you go." ~Joshua 1:9

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Monday, October 20, 2014

:: We’re All Children

 

Last Wednesday was my “Dad” day. 

I pick him and we run his errands.  He gets his check, we grab a bite to eat, he insists on putting gas in my car and we make a day of it. We drive through the back roads, from my country house and “sneak up on” and out of the city.

This particular day—I had my camera and asked if he minded stopping at the cemetery on the NORTH east side of the county. He obliged. 

Blackland Cemetery Kaufman County 7

I have no idea why I’m drawn to old cemeteries lately.

Blackland Cemetery Kaufman County 13

Honestly.  We don’t visit our own dead in my family.   It’s not something we do. 

Blackland Cemetery Kaufman County 9

The beauty in the old monuments is a big draw for me.  I don’t take flowers.

Blackland Cemetery Kaufman County 10

The love and celebration of life is overwhelming. 

Blackland Cemetery Kaufman County 4

The PASSING, the passed and the distant past; meet here, in the cemetery.  All walks of life. The military. The married. The husband. The mother. The infant.  Lots of infants.

We are all someone’s child.  Given life by a parent.

I edited the photos. I gathered them all here—I thought about these people for a moment, people I’ve never met.  Then it occurred to me.  I didn’t snap one picture of my dad.  Dad doesn’t like his picture taken. I guess instinctively, I just didn’t point my camera toward him; because of that reason.  I would like to think—I’d be more mindful of that in the future--- and sneak a picture or two. That’s how we get most our pictures of dad.

As we walked through the cemetery he talked of my mom.  How she too, liked looking at old monuments; but didn’t care much for graves of family. He spoke about the plague in 1918 that took the lives of so many, we noticed; including his young grandmother.(not buried here)   He also talked about Historical Monuments. There wasn’t one here at this cemetery, though I have to wonder why not.  It’s called Blackland Cemetery

Blackland Cemetery Kaufman County Plaque

NOTES/ THOUGHTS::  I searched online for a little while and found nothing really about it.  I have to wonder—because of the name and the region why it’s not marked “Historically” .  I also wonder if it’s a Black Cemetery.   I mean no disrespect… so please I hope anyone reading this doesn’t take it the wrong way.  But, I know up until a few years ago—some black families still lived in the area.  I also know that Crandall, the nearest town is well known for raising cotton for years and years (100+).   It could be that after cotton grows—the soil becomes depleted of good nutrients and become black and gummy.  It could be that mostly black families are buried here.  Either way, the area, the agriculture of the time;  the amount of deaths during the plaque and several military headstones… I just think this cemetery aught to have some recognition.  Surely, someone has some information on it other than where it is on the map.  

 

Your eyes have seen my unformed substance;
            And in Your book were all written
            The days that were ordained for me,
            When as yet there was not one of them.

~Psalm 139: 16

Blackland Cemetery Kaufman County 12

 

October 20 post card

‘Til next time, Be Blessed!




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