We've all had,"cabin fever" lately. So a scenic drive was the prescription for Sunday. Hope you're finding ways to get through the end of this winter season. My sons tried to fish today....lol! After having four inches of snow dumped on us,and the temperature dropping. I wish I had gone out to take a picture of them. All bundled up,sitting in their summer chairs,trying to fish. Poor things...they can't wait for spring!
Tuesday, 9 February 2010
Out and About on a Sunday Afternoon
We've all had,"cabin fever" lately. So a scenic drive was the prescription for Sunday. Hope you're finding ways to get through the end of this winter season. My sons tried to fish today....lol! After having four inches of snow dumped on us,and the temperature dropping. I wish I had gone out to take a picture of them. All bundled up,sitting in their summer chairs,trying to fish. Poor things...they can't wait for spring!
Wednesday, 27 January 2010
Monday, 25 January 2010
Gray with Grief
This is a poor attempt at expressing feelings I don't share readily with anyone. Family or friend. My husband is probably the only person that I do. I have an adult sibling who was/is drug addicted. This is me yelling in cyber space. Something akin to crying outside in the howling wind, or screaming into outer space.
My mouth prattles away with useless chatter. To hide real feelings that roll like waves and crash inside me. The heart seethes with frustration,confusion,hurt,and even anger. Sometimes the fist shakes with rage ,and the mind cries out,"WHY, HOW"?! Supposedly clean and sober. Yet not! Selfish,and consumed with learning about the, "disease". How long does one need to be self absorbed? How long do you need the,"drug" in order to live? How long do you need to,"learn" about the,"disease"? The soul is taxed,and ill with grief. Anger, hurt, and disgust spew out. Such a dolt! Wasted life! If I could get off the drug for you, I would! If I could feel the pain instead of you, I would! Compassion, mercy,and grace are usually here. Not today. Not today.
My mouth prattles away with useless chatter. To hide real feelings that roll like waves and crash inside me. The heart seethes with frustration,confusion,hurt,and even anger. Sometimes the fist shakes with rage ,and the mind cries out,"WHY, HOW"?! Supposedly clean and sober. Yet not! Selfish,and consumed with learning about the, "disease". How long does one need to be self absorbed? How long do you need the,"drug" in order to live? How long do you need to,"learn" about the,"disease"? The soul is taxed,and ill with grief. Anger, hurt, and disgust spew out. Such a dolt! Wasted life! If I could get off the drug for you, I would! If I could feel the pain instead of you, I would! Compassion, mercy,and grace are usually here. Not today. Not today.
Wednesday, 20 January 2010
Foggy Days
Tuesday, 19 January 2010
Thar she blows!
Tuesday, 12 January 2010
Ice and Resolutions
Tuesday, 10 November 2009
Random Thoughts
The Oak tree at the beginning of October. Fall started out beautiful. Then quickly turned cold,rainy,and left me longing for sunshine.
Our field trip to the Tri-county Antiques Club. Where we learned about early farm life in southern Illinois. 
Even the older kids had fun.

It's amazing to think about life in the past. People had so much work to do. Eveything had a purpose, and reason to be done.

We all got a tractor ride....yay!
Old farm equipment. They had much older pieces than what you see here. It was incredible to see what farmers once used for farming!

Pumpkin craving! My husband is the one who got this messy tradition started years ago. Summer wasn't too crazy about craving this year. She'd forgotten how gloppy,and slimy it feels to scope out the seeds. She kept repeating the threat of ,"maybe barfing"....lol...but that never happened. It was just, "girl drama"....going on.
Even the older kids had fun.
It's amazing to think about life in the past. People had so much work to do. Eveything had a purpose, and reason to be done.
We all got a tractor ride....yay!
Pumpkin craving! My husband is the one who got this messy tradition started years ago. Summer wasn't too crazy about craving this year. She'd forgotten how gloppy,and slimy it feels to scope out the seeds. She kept repeating the threat of ,"maybe barfing"....lol...but that never happened. It was just, "girl drama"....going on.
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