The Gift

Years ago,

during the girls' elementary school years,

a local church had a meals delivery program

to the elderly shut-ins in our community.

Wednesday

was our day to deliver

delicious meals prepared by Miss Edna.

So I would load up any of the kids

around the lake who were available

into the mega-wagon

and off we would go

traveling

the bumpy clay back roads of West Putnam.

~~~

Now there was one woman,

well into her eighties,

who was on our route.

She was always glad to see

a carload of kids show up at her door,

and her face would visually brighten.

And every year,

when I decorate my tree,

I think of her.

You see,

one day we showed up with her meal

during the beginning of Christmas season,

and there was a bare tree in the

corner of her living room.

Since she was quite frail,

we offered our help

to decorate.

"Oh no," she said.

"I just take my time.  It will take me

about two weeks to finish,

but decorating the tree is my

gift to Jesus."

The memory of her intention

helps me remember

what this season

is all about. 

Celebrating the One

who is the ultimate

gift-giver.

Happy Birthday, Jesus!



Giving Thanks

Thanksgiving weekend started with my waking moments on Wednesday. 

 That was the day I was starting my prep cooking, my table setting,

my getting the house in order for guests. 

 I woke up thankful that morning,

 with my thoughts wandering over all in my life for which I am grateful.

And also wondering "why not wake up this way every day?!"

Gonna work on that one!  It certainly set the pace for the rest of the day.

I like to decorate my pies with hearts.  And this year I was short on crust and almost didn't make any.  So when I had to run to the store again for some things forgotten, I picked up premade crusts to make the cut-outs.  Baked them a little bit with a touch of egg-wash and sugar, then placed them on the pumpkin and apple pies.

Later that day, I overheard Christa telling Jess

"These hearts are my favorite thing about mom's pies."

So glad I didn't leave them off!

My favorite...

Now for the obvious:

I'm thankful for my 4 girls.

They have grown into wonderful women who, if I were to handpick my friends,

I would pick them in a heart-beat.

(I think I might see how many times I can work the word heart into this post)

And they have brought young men and grandchildren into my life whom I love,

and who have stolen my heart.

I am so very thankful for each of them.

(Hope and Charlie serving his soldiers Thanksgiving dinner at Ft. Leonard Wood)

(Lucas and Robert having some bonding time)

(A dad and his boy)

And if the balloon gives you a hint, around Thanksgiving

there is always a celebration of Christa's birthday.

And this year Robert threw a surprise party, which he pulled off quite well.

There were friends, young and old

who celebrated her life

with gifts,

but more importantly,

with their presence

and love.

(Check out that face!)

And for an added bonus, while in G-ville we got to watch a UF/FSU lacrosse game being

officiated by our very own Peter...

 

under the lights on our beloved UF campus.

 (Steven & Nolan)

(Julie with the b-day girl)

Where two of the youngest generation got a chance

to get acquainted

which made the littlest guy quite happy.

And the circle of friendship continues!

I'm thankful.

  Does my heart good!

While driving past the stadium, where so many memories in the past have been made,

we couldn't pass up the chance to make some more,

and introduce the Little Guy to some of UF best.

(Yes, Lucas is being used as a football!)

A sidenote:  Speaking of football, thank you, Rachel, for carrying on the

Thanksgiving morning football tradition!

She organized a pick-up game in my imaginary hometown of Asheville

and happened to be the only girl playing (hmmm),

and her team won, thank you very much.

Rach, I need the play-by-play!

Another sidenote:  I did get to watch my first NFL game of the season

 with my little Lexi friend keeping my lap warm.

Denver/Jets. 

  Sorry, Jets, but I was rooting for that Tebow.

But I keep digressing,

 but since this is my blog,

 I guess that's my prerogative.

It's just that this Thanksgiving week was so busy.

And so many moments snapped with my handy DSLR.

"Busy", though, is not really the accurate word.

The time was filled. 

With wonderful moments.

Wonderful interactions.

With life.

Such as,

checking out the cedars outside a city apartment window

Being the recipient of an intentional kiss for the first time.

Cozily chillin' on the couch

After protecting the Little Guy from the slight chill outside

Or pursuing the uncatchable, just for the fun of it!

Yes, life is filled with "busy-ness".

Those moments that are captured by the Canon,

and others that are captured by my heart

to be held always with fondness and thankfulness.

And in that Wednesday morning musings,

know that my thoughts encircled

each of you, my family and friends.

I thanked God for you then,

and continue to do so.

You make me rich!

It does my heart good!

Things Are Not Always What They Seem...

Christa Jean...

What's this look?!

Are your trying to be

all hip and cool and pretty?

What is that face saying??

Oh, now I see.... 

That's your

"I-just-picked-up-dog-poop-with-two-sticks-

to-throw-it-in-the-marsh"

face. 

Don't worry,

you're still hip and cool and pretty

in my book!

So Pleasant an Effect on the Feelings

"There is no season when such pleasant and sunny spots may be lighted on,
and produce so pleasant an effect on the feelings,
as now in October."
- Nathaniel Hawthorne

It's happening.

A breeze in the air pushing the humidity

to some unknown place.

This past weekend came with a prediction of our first

fall-ish temperatures!

And that only means one thing...

throw a backpack in the car and see where I wind up.

First stop was to see a little buddy

and ask if he wants to go gallivanting.

His reaction...

"Oh Yeah. I'm in"

So we jump in the car and start the journey eastward,

stopping at only one estate sale

 because the day was just too beautiful 

to spend indoors in any fashion. 

We meandered past the ruins of Bulow Creek Sugar Plantation

(a photo shoot there in the near future for sure),

then drove east over one of my favorite bridges in Florida

that landed us at quaint Flagler Beach

where we grabbed a leisurely lunch on A1A...

and enjoyed the beautiful autumn breeze...

                   

One of the great things about Florida and Fall is that

the water temperature is still warm enough for this,
 Lucas dipping his toes in the Atlantic for the first time...

A mixed reaction from the boy, but he was definately all about the sand that day.

After our trek to get our feet wet in the ocean,

and dropping off Jess & Lucas,

I turned due west

to get close to Gainesville for a big game,

and to watch the Gators with some other die hard fans...

(Despite the orange/blue hair,  Mitchell's quote..."I'm really not into football!"

He wanted his face to show this sentiment...I think he pulled it off!)

Even though, sadly, the Gators lost,

watching with friends and a Gator-Girl who made the trip out from Gainesville,

made the loss more bearable.

And it didn't hurt that the next morning I was pampered with

a homemade breakfast

and a cup hand-picked for me

and filled with....

Well, by now I needed to head East again,
but not before a short pit stop
to have a spot of tea on this lovely porch with this lovely lady
and take in the sights of nature in north central Fl that I love so much...

Thanks for that apple pie, Melanie!  You reminded me why homemade baking is worth it!!



And every fall, I am so pleasantly surprised by the
profusion of wildflowers that line our county roads...

...that are taking me home!

Least the Weekend Goes By Undocumented....

There was prepping...

...and celebrating...

...with family.

There were Elton John moments...

...and smooches galore...

...with some high-flying giggles...

...and becoming aware of four-legged friends...

...while a mohawk is created...

And there was some observing of the observer...

Wonder-full time!