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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 29 Dec 2009 22:37:33 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Mountain Mama</title><description /><link>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>395</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/zAug" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-2413744620207689365</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Dec 2009 22:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-29T13:37:33.589-09:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;COMFORT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;As I lounge around in my sweat suit I delight in the cozy fleece that embraces me. Hugging my arms and legs with warmth and keeping out any draft. I thank the Lord for such comfortable clothing especially since we have had freezing temp's and several days of heavy frost. Just looking out at the glaring white lawn makes me shiver!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SzqAkteAVsI/AAAAAAAAEDI/f5sPzP02n5s/s1600-h/Queen+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420786469662906050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 372px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SzqAkteAVsI/AAAAAAAAEDI/f5sPzP02n5s/s400/Queen+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Here's another way to keep warm. Layer after layer of petticoats and other undergarments topped with all this fluff and puff. Unfortunately her upper body may have turned blue from the cold in her drafty old castle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SzqAkM-z0-I/AAAAAAAAEDA/ai6XnG1Hh2M/s1600-h/QueenVictoria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420786460942128098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SzqAkM-z0-I/AAAAAAAAEDA/ai6XnG1Hh2M/s400/QueenVictoria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;This portrait of Queen Victoria looks like she was draped in heavy robes. But again, the chest and back must have been a mass of goosebumps.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SzqAj68uEhI/AAAAAAAAEC4/t3KlOrVeAPw/s1600-h/marie_antoinette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420786456101523986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SzqAj68uEhI/AAAAAAAAEC4/t3KlOrVeAPw/s400/marie_antoinette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Marie Antoinette at least had furs to bundle up in, but oh my goodness, that would be some kind of chest cold! LOL And can you imagine having your waist cinched in like that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The extravagant gowns were pretty to look at but certainly not practical. Can you imagine sweeping the floor or making dinner dressed like this, or going to the gym or PTA meeting? I'm so glad those days are past and thank you dear Lord for my comfy sweat suit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL MY DEAR BLOG FRIENDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-2413744620207689365?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/WUCNnBq2yQ4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/WUCNnBq2yQ4/comfort-as-i-lounge-around-in-my-sweat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SzqAkteAVsI/AAAAAAAAEDI/f5sPzP02n5s/s72-c/Queen+1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/12/comfort-as-i-lounge-around-in-my-sweat.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-5105730755475253774</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 02:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-19T17:20:58.862-09:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sy2IxsHJsxI/AAAAAAAAECw/GMuLnv0-yEE/s1600-h/creche+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417136314032698130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sy2IxsHJsxI/AAAAAAAAECw/GMuLnv0-yEE/s400/creche+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;..... and lo, the star, which they saw in the east, went before them, till it came and stood over where the young child was."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;Matthew 2:9 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;KJV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-5105730755475253774?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/yzsvwemkizo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/yzsvwemkizo/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sy2IxsHJsxI/AAAAAAAAECw/GMuLnv0-yEE/s72-c/creche+5.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-5379632335605252217</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 19:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-12T10:27:50.994-09:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;TALLEST CHRISTMAS TREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SyPtRwesBzI/AAAAAAAAECQ/XBSZZU8QJpY/s1600-h/1948+Tallest+Christmas+Tree+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414432066356643634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SyPtRwesBzI/AAAAAAAAECQ/XBSZZU8QJpY/s320/1948+Tallest+Christmas+Tree+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; standing on the trunk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1949 was a time when civic Christmas celebrations were highly popular. It was during this time that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bellingham&lt;/span&gt;; Washington saw itself as the center of national attention with the tallest Christmas Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1949 tree stood 153 feet tall, towering over all the businesses in town.&lt;br /&gt;It lit up with hundreds and hundreds of lights for the first time when famous broadcaster Edward R. Morrow pushed a button from his studio in New York. It was the tallest Christmas tree and it was ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom came home one cold winter day and told us the news about this huge tree and said dad would take us to see it. We could barely contain ourselves. Christmas being the most exciting time of year and now our town was getting the biggest Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My memories of this famous tree still ignite the same old excitement I felt way back then. My uncle Clint was a log truck driver and with a tree this size it took two rigs to haul it. Uncle drove the rear rig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think dad and mom were just as excited as their three girls the night we drove downtown to see it. I stretched and twisted my neck the entire way thinking I should be able to see the tree above the hills since it was so big, but not until dad turned the corner on Holly and Railroad did this magnificent tree come into view. It was nighttime and there were hundreds and hundreds of lights all the way to the top. Huge cables were attached to the tree and secured to huge spike things, which were sunk into the pavement. I still don’t know how that tree stayed up but it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There was something so magical about the town Christmas tree. It seemed to bring the people together. Not just the excited little children, but smiling strangers laughed together, raving about the tree. Because of this friendliness I thought the town Christmas tree brought “Peace On Earth, and Good Will Toward Men.” But I was wrong. It is He whom the Christmas celebration is about who brings peace and goodwill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-5379632335605252217?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/VaRifJLPRtM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/VaRifJLPRtM/tallest-christmas-tree-s-ee-santa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SyPtRwesBzI/AAAAAAAAECQ/XBSZZU8QJpY/s72-c/1948+Tallest+Christmas+Tree+2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/12/tallest-christmas-tree-s-ee-santa.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-5245100672808818249</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 20:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-03T12:00:51.077-09:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LETTER FROM JESUS ABOUT CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sxglpk4HSvI/AAAAAAAAECI/vAkqGCr_8cA/s1600-h/Jesus-in-the-Manger-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411116348489550578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sxglpk4HSvI/AAAAAAAAECI/vAkqGCr_8cA/s320/Jesus-in-the-Manger-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has come to my attention that many of you are upset that folks are taking My name out of the season. Maybe you've forgotten that I wasn't actually born during this time of the year and that it was some of your predecessors who decided to celebrate My birthday on what was actually a time of pagan festival. Although I do appreciate being remembered anytime.&lt;br /&gt;       ~~~            &lt;br /&gt;How I personally feel about this celebration can probably be most easily understood by those of you who have been blessed with children of your own. I don't care what you call the day. If you want to celebrate My birth, just GET ALONG AND LOVE ONE ANOTHER.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;Now, having said that let Me go on. If it bothers you that the town in which you live doesn't allow a scene depicting My birth, then just get rid of a couple of Santas and snowmen and put in a small Nativity scene on your own front lawn. If all My followers did that there wouldn't be any need for such a scene on the town square because there would be many of them all around town.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;Stop worrying about the fact that people are calling the tree a holiday tree, instead of a Christmas tree. It was I who made all trees. You can remember Me anytime you see any tree. Decorate a grape vine if you wish: I actually spoke of that one in a teaching, explaining who I am in relation to you and what each of our tasks were. If you have forgotten that one, look up John 15:1 - 8.&lt;br /&gt; ~~~&lt;br /&gt;If you want to give Me a present in remembrance of My birth here is my wish list. Choose something from it:&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;1. Instead of writing protest letters objecting to the way My birthday is being celebrated, write letters of love and hope to soldiers away from home. They are terribly afraid and lonely this time of year. I know, they tell Me all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Visit someone in a nursing home. You don't have to know them personally. They just need to know that someone cares about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Instead of giving your children a lot of gifts you can't afford and they don't need, spend time with them. Tell them the story of My birth, and why I came to live with you down here. Hold them in your arms and remind them that I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pick someone that has hurt you in the past and forgive him or her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Did you know that someone in your town will attempt to take their own life this season because they feel so alone and hopeless?  Since you don't know who that person is, try giving everyone you meet a warm smile; it could make the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Instead of nit picking about what the retailer in your town calls the holiday, be patient with the people who work there. Give them a warm smile and a kind word. Even if they aren't allowed to wish you a "Merry Christmas" that doesn't keep you from wishing them one. Then stop shopping there on Sunday. If the store didn't make so much money on that day they'd close and let their employees spend the day at home with their families&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you really want to make a difference, support a missionary-- especially one who takes My love and Good News to those who have never heard My name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Here's a good one. There are individuals and whole families in your town who not only will have no "Christmas" tree, but neither will they have any presents to give or receive. If you don't know them,buy some food and a few gifts and give them to the Salvation Army or some other charity which believes in Me and they will make the delivery for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Finally, if you want to make a statement about your belief in and loyalty to Me, then behave like a Christian. Don't do things in secret that you wouldn't do in My presence. Let people know by your actions that you are one of mine.&lt;br /&gt; ~~~&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget; I am God and can take care of Myself. Just love Me and do what I have told you to do. I'll take care of all the rest. Check out the list above and get to work; time is short. I'll help you, but the ball is now in your court. And do have a most blessed Christmas with all those whom you love and remember :&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, JESUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-5245100672808818249?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/2uXL7yx7gc0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/2uXL7yx7gc0/letter-from-jesus-about-christmas-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sxglpk4HSvI/AAAAAAAAECI/vAkqGCr_8cA/s72-c/Jesus-in-the-Manger-7.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/12/letter-from-jesus-about-christmas-it.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-4894265790942082284</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 04:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-27T19:51:26.704-09:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SxClykvU-qI/AAAAAAAAECA/08D7ok4gJ4o/s1600/Beautiful+Table.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409005440746191522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SxClykvU-qI/AAAAAAAAECA/08D7ok4gJ4o/s400/Beautiful+Table.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thanksgiving was wonderful. We went to my youngest daughter and her husbands home. The table was so pretty and my great granddaughter Julia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;even made place cards. The food was delicious. We had a traditional Thanksgiving meal, turkey, stuffing, Miranda's glazed ham,  mashed potatoes, gravy, corn, Patty's home canned green beans, Patty's famous fruit salad, olives, Cyndi's homemade pickles, cranberry sauce and my grandson made some delicious homemade rolls. YUM! I took candied yams and sweet potatoes. We had sparkling apple juice with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pomegranate&lt;/span&gt; and another with cranberry. Very nice. Then for desserts we had pumpkin pie, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bumble berry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cobbler&lt;/span&gt;,Vanilla and Chocolate ice cream, chocolate fudge and truffles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The miracle of all this is that I didn't gain any weight! HALLELUJAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SxClyegyaBI/AAAAAAAAEB4/qB3XAwnwefM/s1600/Huggy+Girls+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409005439074592786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SxClyegyaBI/AAAAAAAAEB4/qB3XAwnwefM/s400/Huggy+Girls+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;These two little dolls were so fun to watch. Running, dancing and giggling through the house. I told my daughters that there will never be an orchestra, a symphony or any other music as beautiful as the laughter of little children and I truly mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SxClyJ5KSlI/AAAAAAAAEBw/iIiwoZMNZ30/s1600/2005+Aug+18+Cloud+Filtered+Sun+%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409005433539676754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SxClyJ5KSlI/AAAAAAAAEBw/iIiwoZMNZ30/s400/2005+Aug+18+Cloud+Filtered+Sun+%231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I took this picture a few years ago and thought it was sort of neat. I think it's the sun hidden behind a dense fog. It looked really odd but fascinating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SxClxxQkZJI/AAAAAAAAEBo/Z2SzGGMzRZs/s1600/2006-09+Marine+Park+%2320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409005426926970002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SxClxxQkZJI/AAAAAAAAEBo/Z2SzGGMzRZs/s400/2006-09+Marine+Park+%2320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Here's another picture of Marine Park at Bellingham Bay. Actually the name has recently been changed to Salish Sea, but to me it's still Bellingham Bay. I don't know why people can't just leave things alone. It's  about five minutes from my house. I should spend more time there. It is really pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SxClxRJSO7I/AAAAAAAAEBg/NQpyKe5J_TI/s1600/Fluffy+Clouds+5-04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409005418306485170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SxClxRJSO7I/AAAAAAAAEBg/NQpyKe5J_TI/s400/Fluffy+Clouds+5-04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; Sometimes the clouds are so pretty I want to get photos of them, In this one I didn't realize until I viewed it on my monitor that the tip of a fir tree was in the center. Too bad there wasn't a big old eagle sitting up there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; I made four cream pies today. Some of the family are coming tomorrow to do some Christmas decorating for me. I have a very thoughtful family. I am blessed. Thank you Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Once again I'm asking for prayer for my friend John. He is feeling good, but will be having another Chemo treatment and test soon. Pray that the numbers are WAY down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Thank you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;May God bless each of you and see to your needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hugs&amp;amp;Prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-4894265790942082284?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/BwuI4K1wboc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/BwuI4K1wboc/friday-thanksgiving-was-wonderful.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SxClykvU-qI/AAAAAAAAECA/08D7ok4gJ4o/s72-c/Beautiful+Table.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-thanksgiving-was-wonderful.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-4113902827022228331</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 03:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-18T18:37:19.872-09:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;WISHING YOU A BLESSED THANKSGIVING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SwS6dBxCZTI/AAAAAAAAEBY/82puBOQ92mk/s1600/thanksgiving-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405650460604523826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SwS6dBxCZTI/AAAAAAAAEBY/82puBOQ92mk/s400/thanksgiving-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm not very original this year. I found these pictures on the net.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SwS6dAI9uhI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/yA19CV6Fplo/s1600/thanksgiving+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405650460168010258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SwS6dAI9uhI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/yA19CV6Fplo/s400/thanksgiving+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Is it just me or does this turkey look as if he is saying, "I dare ya!" He really looks mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SwS6chk9CuI/AAAAAAAAEBI/qlTMPZbP41s/s1600/THANKSGIVING+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405650451963906786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SwS6chk9CuI/AAAAAAAAEBI/qlTMPZbP41s/s400/THANKSGIVING+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love the vintage cards and had to add this sweet little pie maker. My grandma used to say a little poem when she was making pie. "Black eye pick a pie, turn around and tell a lie." Has anyone else ever heard this?  I was the only granddaughter with dark eyes and always thought she made it about me. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SwS6cd56pRI/AAAAAAAAEBA/7NyphP9OZ-0/s1600/thanksgiving+cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405650450978088210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SwS6cd56pRI/AAAAAAAAEBA/7NyphP9OZ-0/s400/thanksgiving+cartoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This one gave me a good chuckle! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I am doing good. I saw my surgeon yesterday morning and he said I am healing well and gave me permission to get back to normal activities. I started my exercises yesterday but learned that some are premature. They will have to wait. Maybe forever. OUCH! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I pray you have a precious Thanksgiving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Hug your loved ones extra tight, have the second piece of pie and praise our heavenly Father for his perfect love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;God Bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-4113902827022228331?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/iZGOibgNm5Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/iZGOibgNm5Y/wishing-you-blessed-thanksgiving-im-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SwS6dBxCZTI/AAAAAAAAEBY/82puBOQ92mk/s72-c/thanksgiving-3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/11/wishing-you-blessed-thanksgiving-im-not.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-2628039822368871011</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 01:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-05T17:01:14.722-09:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;ONE WAY TICKET TO HEAVEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SvN_0pqfwCI/AAAAAAAAEA4/7X8VhjjMoWg/s1600-h/Angel+Baby+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400800920661377058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SvN_0pqfwCI/AAAAAAAAEA4/7X8VhjjMoWg/s400/Angel+Baby+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Below are the two sides of a ticket found in My aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pauline's&lt;/span&gt; papers after she passed away in 1994. I can't imagine how many years this 'transfer ticket' had been shuffled around in her pocket or purse but it is very worn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Her young life was very difficult and I'm certain that when she found the Lord, promises like those on this little scrap of paper eased her aching heart and brought her peace.. Obviously this one did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SvN_0RnBOvI/AAAAAAAAEAw/U343DFJzBs8/s1600-h/Tract+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400800914204343026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SvN_0RnBOvI/AAAAAAAAEAw/U343DFJzBs8/s400/Tract+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SvN_0BkVmCI/AAAAAAAAEAo/lO0BCzWCGBs/s1600-h/Tract+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400800909898127394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SvN_0BkVmCI/AAAAAAAAEAo/lO0BCzWCGBs/s400/Tract+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Auntie was born in 1906 and accepted the Lord when she was a young woman. I have a picture of her being baptised in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nooksack&lt;/span&gt; River at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ferndale&lt;/span&gt;, WA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I'm thankful that she knew of our Father's love and forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Life would sure be a convoluted mess without Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I pray that every lost soul will know our Lords unconditional love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-2628039822368871011?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/HyDNlwO9HFo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/HyDNlwO9HFo/one-way-ticket-to-heaven-below-are-two.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SvN_0pqfwCI/AAAAAAAAEA4/7X8VhjjMoWg/s72-c/Angel+Baby+2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-way-ticket-to-heaven-below-are-two.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-6495575592793547499</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 02:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T18:37:22.120-09:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;BACK IN THE SADDLE AGAIN, ER...COMPUTER CHAIR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5Mk8NQ_sI/AAAAAAAAEAY/vS42joXO4fc/s1600-h/09+09+Squirrel+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399337200784572098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5Mk8NQ_sI/AAAAAAAAEAY/vS42joXO4fc/s400/09+09+Squirrel+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I am finally feeling like I may have a future. Post surgery is miserable at times and sure can make one grumpy! Lets start this post with a cute little squirrel who thinks he's in squirrel heaven. I dumped a lot of seeds and cracked corn out so they can store it for winter. The yellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Calendula&lt;/span&gt; frame the picture nicely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5Mk2hkxRI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/N7qicmdGVjM/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399337199259141394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5Mk2hkxRI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/N7qicmdGVjM/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; I realize I am late in posting about our trip to the Pumpkin patch, but couldn't do much till now. I had never gone before so it was a new experience for me. I didn't know they had more than pumpkins. There were huge piles of assorted squash and a corn maze, a petting zoo hay ride and a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5MktywRII/AAAAAAAAEAI/Nx1R6o9fhFQ/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399337196915278978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5MktywRII/AAAAAAAAEAI/Nx1R6o9fhFQ/s400/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Here are just a small portion of pumpkins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5MkfJIx8I/AAAAAAAAEAA/Xj9fPc1NOgM/s1600-h/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399337192982628290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5MkfJIx8I/AAAAAAAAEAA/Xj9fPc1NOgM/s400/18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;These people really worked hard to decorate too, with scare crows and goblins and every kind of fall deco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LZqAwLiI/AAAAAAAAD_4/PL2ZpvBpeNo/s1600-h/19+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335907410062882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LZqAwLiI/AAAAAAAAD_4/PL2ZpvBpeNo/s400/19+.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Here's the corn maze, and yes I did do it but was plumb tuckered by the time we got to the end. At least I think it was the end. It was for me anyway! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LZsvuQII/AAAAAAAAD_w/r2aIk1-qqQY/s1600-h/22+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335908143939714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LZsvuQII/AAAAAAAAD_w/r2aIk1-qqQY/s400/22+.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Here's Madalyn and Kenny at the playground where there was this gutted out yard tractor and huge tires etc for them to play on. The kids loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LZd-VyXI/AAAAAAAAD_o/IsQZ6Y8CgDo/s1600-h/30+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335904178719090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LZd-VyXI/AAAAAAAAD_o/IsQZ6Y8CgDo/s400/30+.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hailee, Madalyn, Julia and Kenny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GOIN&lt;/span&gt; FOR THE GOLD!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LZIIvtAI/AAAAAAAAD_g/T_U9TlnRuFI/s1600-h/40+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335898316780546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LZIIvtAI/AAAAAAAAD_g/T_U9TlnRuFI/s400/40+.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Aunt Patty's rule was they could have any pumpkin they wanted as long as they could carry it to the wheelbarrow. Here's Kenny hanging on tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LYi4tjmI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/jZAYHEi35JQ/s1600-h/60+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335888317419106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LYi4tjmI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/jZAYHEi35JQ/s400/60+.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Julia struggled with her huge choice then as we were heading for check out she saw one she liked better and had to do it all over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LFnLuF-I/AAAAAAAAD_Q/RqTM7MffF2Q/s1600-h/58+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335563053373410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LFnLuF-I/AAAAAAAAD_Q/RqTM7MffF2Q/s400/58+.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;John C chose a giant pumpkin and being older and stronger could get it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;into&lt;/span&gt; the wheelbarrow without any trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LFV16X3I/AAAAAAAAD_I/oy1buMDe1H0/s1600-h/56+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335558398500722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LFV16X3I/AAAAAAAAD_I/oy1buMDe1H0/s400/56+.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hailee and Madalyn were totally overwhelmed with all the choices. We had to help them out a little. Hailee wasn't feeling well and got sick later in the day. Poor little darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LFBGfa_I/AAAAAAAAD_A/orCTokCNYoU/s1600-h/09+Hailee+%26+Maddie+1+smaller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335552830893042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LFBGfa_I/AAAAAAAAD_A/orCTokCNYoU/s400/09+Hailee+%26+Maddie+1+smaller.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok,&lt;/span&gt; so here they are on Halloween night.Hailee who is finally over the flu and her sister Madalyn are all dressed up in the lovely princess gown their Nana made for them. Aren't they just delightful!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LEweFLpI/AAAAAAAAD-4/-Zip_aOiZbY/s1600-h/09+Kenny+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335548366433938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LEweFLpI/AAAAAAAAD-4/-Zip_aOiZbY/s400/09+Kenny+.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kenny proves that Darth Vader even likes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lolly pops&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So do I. Especially the orange ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LEjIkVRI/AAAAAAAAD-w/2zjAqd0J-xY/s1600-h/09+Danie+%26+Aubrey+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335544786539794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5LEjIkVRI/AAAAAAAAD-w/2zjAqd0J-xY/s400/09+Danie+%26+Aubrey+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Last but certainly not least, here is my niece and her little girl.'Just look at that cute face she is making.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This little one is only two but her vocabulary would knock &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sox&lt;/span&gt; off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;***********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Once again I want to thank each of you for your prayers during this past few months. Our Heavenly Father has answered them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I want to ask once again that you remember my special friend John. He is still undergoing Chemo but is feeling good and looking well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am praying for his total healing from cancer, not just a remission. God can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You are all such faithful friends. I sure love you a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-6495575592793547499?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/O8FfzGDSuQU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/O8FfzGDSuQU/back-in-saddle-again-er.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Su5Mk8NQ_sI/AAAAAAAAEAY/vS42joXO4fc/s72-c/09+09+Squirrel+7.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-in-saddle-again-er.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-4783814431324577243</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 18:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T11:12:26.263-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;THE OTHER SIDE OF SURGERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SuNOu7CNcvI/AAAAAAAAD-o/5rjNegav0Q8/s1600-h/Baby+Angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396243346547897074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SuNOu7CNcvI/AAAAAAAAD-o/5rjNegav0Q8/s400/Baby+Angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;For those who don't know, about two months ago I got sick and couldn't stop vomiting. My girls took me to the hospital, where the doctor treating me asked for a cat scan hoping he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; find what was making me so sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;All he saw in my stomach was some irritation, but what he didn't expect to see was the tumor and mass on my right kidney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;He told me that 90% of the tumors inside the kidney are malignant, and they didn't know what the mass was. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;said&lt;/span&gt; the entire kidney had to be removed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I told him that I would be one of the 10% that did not have a malignancy.  I think I partly said that because it scared me. but there was something else too. I didn't want the 'cancer' word connected with me in any way so I disassociated myself with it the only way I knew how. I told several people that God never told me I had to have cancer so I'm not going to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The surgery took about three or so hours,  part of that time was spent repairing many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;adhesion's&lt;/span&gt; I had developed from past surgeries. Apparently they attached to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;abdominal&lt;/span&gt; wall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;On Thursday when my nice Irish surgeon came in my room to talk to me and release me to go home, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me the good news. There was no sign of cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Thank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; for your faithful prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-4783814431324577243?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/Y710hhp63dg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/Y710hhp63dg/other-side-of-surgery-for-those-who.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SuNOu7CNcvI/AAAAAAAAD-o/5rjNegav0Q8/s72-c/Baby+Angel.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/10/other-side-of-surgery-for-those-who.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-2635285052319049125</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 02:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-18T19:19:48.839-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;COLORS OF AUTUMN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StvWUkSzDPI/AAAAAAAAD-g/EM83Wer7ugY/s1600-h/2006-10+Autumn+Leaves+%2317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394140627534548210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StvWUkSzDPI/AAAAAAAAD-g/EM83Wer7ugY/s400/2006-10+Autumn+Leaves+%2317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't know the name of this red bush but it sure is striking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StvWUYc1hkI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/A4abLrjg860/s1600-h/2006-10+Autumn+Leaves+%2313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394140624355427906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StvWUYc1hkI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/A4abLrjg860/s400/2006-10+Autumn+Leaves+%2313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The maple leaves have a large variety of colors, from pale yellow to gold, orange and brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StvWT41b-yI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/w9rqvSI6eko/s1600-h/2006-10+Autumn+Leaves+%2316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394140615868676898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StvWT41b-yI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/w9rqvSI6eko/s400/2006-10+Autumn+Leaves+%2316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So pretty on the branch but soon to fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StvWTv8tUOI/AAAAAAAAD-I/hL6pFErD7WM/s1600-h/2006-10+Autumn+Leaves+%236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394140613483253986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StvWTv8tUOI/AAAAAAAAD-I/hL6pFErD7WM/s400/2006-10+Autumn+Leaves+%236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm always amazed at the vivid fall colors. You'd think after all the years I've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;seeing&lt;/span&gt; them I'd be used to it. Not a chance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StvWTAFeYRI/AAAAAAAAD-A/2VtP_IggrfI/s1600-h/Yellow+Tree+%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394140600635121938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StvWTAFeYRI/AAAAAAAAD-A/2VtP_IggrfI/s400/Yellow+Tree+%231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Here's a golden beauty, tall and proud wearing her gorgeous autumn coat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StvV0CdddqI/AAAAAAAAD94/_JGn6gGNPe0/s1600-h/2008++Neighborhood+9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394140068696651426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StvV0CdddqI/AAAAAAAAD94/_JGn6gGNPe0/s400/2008++Neighborhood+9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My back yard did a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Little&lt;/span&gt; showing off too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StvVzvy55cI/AAAAAAAAD9w/eTJ6gTwJvrk/s1600-h/2006-10-24+Fairhaven+Sunset+%233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394140063686321602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StvVzvy55cI/AAAAAAAAD9w/eTJ6gTwJvrk/s400/2006-10-24+Fairhaven+Sunset+%233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Another sunset over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fairhaven&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The supermarkets are loaded with big orange pumpkins and children young and old search through the piles for just the right one to make their jack-o-lantern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;How many years has this been going on? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I remember making them when I was a girl. The candle melting and the smell of burnt pumpkin. I remember running down the sidewalks with my paper bag flopping against my legs, trying hard to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;careful&lt;/span&gt; so it wouldn't tear and dump all my treats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We didn't have plastic back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I remember the goblins that jumped out from behind the trees terrifying me out of my wits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I remember getting home with a bag of candy, cookies and apples, eating until I felt nauseous and being glad Halloween wouldn't come again for a whole year,........until the next morning when I was counting the days until I could do it all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy Autumn Everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tomorrow morning I have surgery. Thanks again for your prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-2635285052319049125?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/kZmu6DmzRTc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/kZmu6DmzRTc/colors-of-autumn-i-dont-know-name-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StvWUkSzDPI/AAAAAAAAD-g/EM83Wer7ugY/s72-c/2006-10+Autumn+Leaves+%2317.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/10/colors-of-autumn-i-dont-know-name-of.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-4847512300988914783</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 00:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-12T16:30:26.061-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StPJMQymREI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/AFcP0nv7Yy0/s1600-h/Sunrise+24+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391874391395419202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StPJMQymREI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/AFcP0nv7Yy0/s400/Sunrise+24+.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;SUNRISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;October 9, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly it’s glory raises to the horizon&lt;br /&gt;Shedding an orange glow over the earth&lt;br /&gt;The sky becomes flames of fire.&lt;br /&gt;The trees awaken to its warm embrace&lt;br /&gt;And raise their branches in praise&lt;br /&gt;To the Creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birds shake out their nighttime garments,&lt;br /&gt; And begin their morning worship&lt;br /&gt;Awakening all creatures here below.&lt;br /&gt;We rub the sleep from our eyes&lt;br /&gt;Thanking Him for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we see it, we feel it, and we are drawn into it&lt;br /&gt;We hurry out into the early morning,&lt;br /&gt;Crisp with autumn dew&lt;br /&gt;And are embraced by it,&lt;br /&gt;Our knees grow weak and our head spins&lt;br /&gt;With the glory of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He holds us captive in His glorious embrace&lt;br /&gt;And we gladly receive this blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eternal sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BJH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-4847512300988914783?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/oJYjxZMWzBc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/oJYjxZMWzBc/sunrise-october-9-2009-slowly-its-glory.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/StPJMQymREI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/AFcP0nv7Yy0/s72-c/Sunrise+24+.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunrise-october-9-2009-slowly-its-glory.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-1859019272977483600</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 14:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-06T07:28:20.661-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;OCTOBER GIFTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Ssta_FU--4I/AAAAAAAAD9I/ZSWGU9HvgVc/s1600-h/2009+10+Gravenstein+%26+teacup.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389501418887379842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Ssta_FU--4I/AAAAAAAAD9I/ZSWGU9HvgVc/s400/2009+10+Gravenstein+%26+teacup.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;What you see above is a large size teacup and a very large apple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We had a windy day Sunday and late afternoon as I was looking out my kitchen window at the hundreds of maple tree seeds twirling across the sky like tiny helicopters, I saw a large yellowish thing under the old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gravenstein&lt;/span&gt; apple tree. I knew it couldn't be an apple because They were all picked last month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Well I was sure surprised to find that one had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;escaped&lt;/span&gt; the picking and even more surprised at it's size. It weighed over a pound! And yes it sure does taste good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Ssta-tT5xeI/AAAAAAAAD9A/oZf6gkm9qXQ/s1600-h/2009+Mrs.+Spider+1+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389501412440393186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Ssta-tT5xeI/AAAAAAAAD9A/oZf6gkm9qXQ/s400/2009+Mrs.+Spider+1+.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Changing the subject.....Mrs. Spider has chosen my back deck for her autumn home. I appologize  for the blurred photos. I'm not really afraid of spiders, but when I'm doing a macro shot of one of these critters my hands have a mind of their own! Besides, she's pretty big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Ssta-NjcEkI/AAAAAAAAD84/aR5AG5xIk6w/s1600-h/2009+Mrs.+Spider+%26+Her+Supper+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389501403915620930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Ssta-NjcEkI/AAAAAAAAD84/aR5AG5xIk6w/s400/2009+Mrs.+Spider+%26+Her+Supper+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Another reason is because she killed her husband and plans to eat him for supper one night. That's him all wrapped up in web. I guess she is testing to see if he is 'done' yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I took one more shot after this one but my camera got too close and she shot across her web so fast it scared the stuffing out of me! I didn't know where she went and of course my vivid imagination had her in my hair, up my sleeve, or on my nightgown someplace. I did a funny jig trying to dislodge her without touching her with my hand even though she wasn't even on me. I'm glad this happened on the back deck where no one could see me. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Did you know that they have pincher like claws, and they bite their husbands and inject poison into them to paralyze them so they can wrap them in web and save them for a meal, all this after he makes spider love to her. Naughty lady!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't mind spiders outside because they get rid of many bad insects that destroy our gardens, but they will be very sorry if they come in my house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Ssta9pSOupI/AAAAAAAAD8w/3HrFqp9wNA0/s1600-h/Mrs.+Spider%27s+Crazy+Quilt+1+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389501394179766930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Ssta9pSOupI/AAAAAAAAD8w/3HrFqp9wNA0/s400/Mrs.+Spider%27s+Crazy+Quilt+1+.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Even though she suffers from some wicked PMS, just look at her interesting web. If you enlarge the pictures you will see the intricate patterns she uses.  It reminds me of a quilt pattern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Ssta9H5Y58I/AAAAAAAAD8o/2_Ec1ah6ZD4/s1600-h/Mrs.+Spider%27s+Crazy+Quilt+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389501385217206210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Ssta9H5Y58I/AAAAAAAAD8o/2_Ec1ah6ZD4/s400/Mrs.+Spider%27s+Crazy+Quilt+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Some people call this 'instinct' and I guess they are right. But I wonder where does 'instinct' come from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Well I suppose it's in their DNA. That makes sense to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And the DNA, where does it come from? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;HEAVENLY FATHER OF COURSE!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;THANK YOU LORD FOR ALL THE WONDEROUS MYSTERIES YOU HAVE PLACED IN ALL YOUR CREATIONS, EVEN A SPIDER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And God Bless you everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Look for His mysteries and give Him glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-1859019272977483600?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/oKJVSUjzy20" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/oKJVSUjzy20/october-gifts-what-you-see-above-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Ssta_FU--4I/AAAAAAAAD9I/ZSWGU9HvgVc/s72-c/2009+10+Gravenstein+%26+teacup.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-gifts-what-you-see-above-is.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-2011576895041571096</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 17:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-29T10:18:09.388-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SIGNS OF AUTUMN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SsJG4hxgUnI/AAAAAAAAD8A/tP-u0ecyHDM/s1600-h/DSCF0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386946041241162354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SsJG4hxgUnI/AAAAAAAAD8A/tP-u0ecyHDM/s400/DSCF0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There are many signs of autumn here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whatcom&lt;/span&gt; county. I've been seeing them for seventy years and somehow it seems like my body shifts into a lower gear when I see the the sun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;parched&lt;/span&gt; gold and brown leaves fluttering through the sky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Another sign is the piles of zucchini with free signs attached. In this case a tub of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cuke's&lt;/span&gt;, both green and lemon on the front porch of my daughter Kathy. I walked in her garden too and oh boy does she ever have a wonderful harvest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SsJGxdkct9I/AAAAAAAAD74/vgtHowbCl4k/s1600-h/DSCF0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386945919853574098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SsJGxdkct9I/AAAAAAAAD74/vgtHowbCl4k/s400/DSCF0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Here is a shot of a gorgeous chrysanthemum in her front yard. Doesn't it just sing "Autumn"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SsJGxFFR6dI/AAAAAAAAD7w/lGrlS1ylY-8/s1600-h/DSCF0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386945913280391634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SsJGxFFR6dI/AAAAAAAAD7w/lGrlS1ylY-8/s400/DSCF0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;We can't forget the fall asters. They look so sweet all tucked into their emerald green foliage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SsJGwm7SD_I/AAAAAAAAD7o/68In07egomE/s1600-h/DSCF0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386945905185394674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SsJGwm7SD_I/AAAAAAAAD7o/68In07egomE/s400/DSCF0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We went to Kathy's on Sunday for a party to honor my granddaughter Miranda who is doing an incredible job of raising two children, and doing classes at college. Grandma is so proud of you precious girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Isn't her cake pretty? I love the colors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;No, I didn't eat a rose. I don't like frosting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SsJGvsukabI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/deVqkj2JedM/s1600-h/DSCF0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386945889562814898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SsJGvsukabI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/deVqkj2JedM/s400/DSCF0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;At the end of a wonderful day, my great grandson Tyson brought out his trombone and serenaded us with some very interesting sounds. Not exactly music yet  but at least he can make a noise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We had rain last night but the sun is shining today with a slight breeze fluttering my flag to remind me to pray for our country, our country's leaders and our brave troops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesterday I planted 50 King Alfred Daffodil's and now am excited for spring so I can see them all blooming. It was hard work because some of the places I was planting had a lot of rock and clay so digging was a chore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm glad it's done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I pray all is well with each of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-2011576895041571096?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/9tWt55L2XNk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/9tWt55L2XNk/signs-of-autumn-there-are-many-signs-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SsJG4hxgUnI/AAAAAAAAD8A/tP-u0ecyHDM/s72-c/DSCF0055.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/09/signs-of-autumn-there-are-many-signs-of.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-4287259714069372298</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 03:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-20T19:23:09.649-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;HE WALKS WITH ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SrbtIMscecI/AAAAAAAAD6o/Yvo3HQuPIrg/s1600-h/1996+01+SanDiego+Beach+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383751129670384066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SrbtIMscecI/AAAAAAAAD6o/Yvo3HQuPIrg/s400/1996+01+SanDiego+Beach+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;When my soul is troubled, and the clouds won't go away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;I long to walk down by the sea, where the sand's of ages lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;To see the waves, all white with lace, come kiss the waiting shore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;To watch as they crash against the cliff's, with their powerful, mighty roar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;Then as the calming waves recede, they take my troubles all from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;And carry them on the highest crest, then leave them far away at sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;And when I leave this healing place, I hear my dear Lord say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;"Be free my child, and go in peace~~~ I walked with you today,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;~~Beverly~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I am posting a picture I took several years ago in San Diego with a poem I wrote in 2006. I posted these on my first blog about four years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;All's&lt;/span&gt; well here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Whatcom&lt;/span&gt; County. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Miss. Autumn is teasing me with her colorful, falling leaves and nippy mornings. I have been harvesting from my garden and still pulling weeds. (That seems never ending!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Today I started cleaning the back deck. So many plants to move, and most need to be brought in the house. I have to find a place for them. I like to winter over my geraniums. They are in their third year now and each year they get bigger and have more flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I pray all is well in your world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;God Bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-4287259714069372298?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/dqIDfGiU1OM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/dqIDfGiU1OM/he-walks-with-me-when-my-soul-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SrbtIMscecI/AAAAAAAAD6o/Yvo3HQuPIrg/s72-c/1996+01+SanDiego+Beach+1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/09/he-walks-with-me-when-my-soul-is.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-4327216926153809983</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 03:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T21:04:06.476-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;PRAYER REMINDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Please remember to pray for healing for my friend John who lives in Maryland and is still undergoing chemo treatment for prostate cancer. He is feeling unsure of the doctor who is treating him and considering a second opinion. Please pray for the Lord to guide him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My surgery date is October 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  Your prayers are appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Now here are some photos taken on our trip to Point Defiance Park. These were taken at the beautiful gardens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CjopGEbI/AAAAAAAAD6g/7-IZMQHLPoU/s1600-h/145.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381171047238603186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CjopGEbI/AAAAAAAAD6g/7-IZMQHLPoU/s400/145.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here are my three lovely girls walking and inspecting the long, gorgeous rose arch that leads into the garden which is totally enclosed with a tall fence and gates to keep deer out. Those critters do love roses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CjMxSstI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/a0SZSnJbJu0/s1600-h/147.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381171039756792530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CjMxSstI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/a0SZSnJbJu0/s400/147.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I had to get a shot of this graceful tree. Don't you just love how the branches grow up toward the heavens?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3Citeq87I/AAAAAAAAD6Q/WYRlLoVO9LE/s1600-h/149.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381171031357191090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3Citeq87I/AAAAAAAAD6Q/WYRlLoVO9LE/s400/149.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;This is one of the many color spots. I am becoming very fond of the colors purple/lavender and red together, and have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Salvia&lt;/span&gt; in those colors together in my front yard between some arborvitae. It's striking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CiYk9otI/AAAAAAAAD6I/FkCUmZEYt0k/s1600-h/156.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381171025746436818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CiYk9otI/AAAAAAAAD6I/FkCUmZEYt0k/s400/156.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The rose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;garden&lt;/span&gt; was massive and they were still blooming beautifully at the end of August. I didn't take the time to write all the names down and even though I took several pictures there were many more plants. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; couldn't shoot them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3Ch9jnKqI/AAAAAAAAD6A/pMYdQLtqCh0/s1600-h/158.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381171018493012642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3Ch9jnKqI/AAAAAAAAD6A/pMYdQLtqCh0/s400/158.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Look at this golden beauty. Oh my gosh was it ever fragrant too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CNiukrmI/AAAAAAAAD54/LgTLSz6L6II/s1600-h/167.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381170667693846114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CNiukrmI/AAAAAAAAD54/LgTLSz6L6II/s400/167.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I had to get a shot of this one. A perfect red rose if I ever saw one! The petals actually looked like velvet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CNDAaMaI/AAAAAAAAD5w/PbhMUsQZuVk/s1600-h/171.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381170659178721698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CNDAaMaI/AAAAAAAAD5w/PbhMUsQZuVk/s400/171.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Here's a sweet lavender rose. I don't remember the name but it wasn't blue girl or blue boy. This one had the fragrance of one of the old time roses. Very nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CM_eMKRI/AAAAAAAAD5o/YeAjAJUTjJg/s1600-h/173.+Point+Definace+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381170658229889298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CM_eMKRI/AAAAAAAAD5o/YeAjAJUTjJg/s400/173.+Point+Definace+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This one surprised me.  If it grew in my garden I'd call it Miss. Candy Cane. Actually it sort of looks like a goof! I bet the person who grew this one was surprised. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CMTX-nUI/AAAAAAAAD5g/7SYBm-RE1e0/s1600-h/164.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381170646392675650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CMTX-nUI/AAAAAAAAD5g/7SYBm-RE1e0/s400/164.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This peach colored rose was a lot prettier than the picture shows. Especially with the sun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;behind&lt;/span&gt; it, but I couldn't get a good shot that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CL_pkwhI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/B267TM5JclI/s1600-h/174.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381170641097769490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CL_pkwhI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/B267TM5JclI/s400/174.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If I were going to expand my rose garden this is one I would definitely want. It is one of the most delicate roses I've seen. I love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;orangy&lt;/span&gt; center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3B3tsHCdI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/gJOEu7Q5R4E/s1600-h/176.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381170292679182802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3B3tsHCdI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/gJOEu7Q5R4E/s400/176.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Here is another delicate rose. If I had this one I'd name it 'Pink Sweetness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3B3H59VHI/AAAAAAAAD5I/aSJFoKhE1ts/s1600-h/179.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381170282536719474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3B3H59VHI/AAAAAAAAD5I/aSJFoKhE1ts/s400/179.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Now for some Dahlias. Oh boy did this garden ever make me want to try them again. However I reminded myself of how much the slugs and deer love them and quickly dismissed that idea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I believe this is a 'honeycomb' variety. Isn't it amazing?  Oh! the Lord must have had fun designing and creating all these wonderful flowers etc., for us to enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3B2j_2QDI/AAAAAAAAD5A/08xZSRNrvdM/s1600-h/183.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381170272897744946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3B2j_2QDI/AAAAAAAAD5A/08xZSRNrvdM/s400/183.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This star shaped Dahlia looked so cute I had to get a shot. It's fascinating how the petals curl and the happy looking golden center definitely makes a statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3B2ZI-WEI/AAAAAAAAD44/ifB9ts3TUFw/s1600-h/184.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381170269983234114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3B2ZI-WEI/AAAAAAAAD44/ifB9ts3TUFw/s400/184.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ok,  here's one of the 'Dinner Plate' variety. My Mother used to raise them and I had a few myself. They are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;unbelievably&lt;/span&gt; beautiful and come in all colors, and yes they are actually that big. The main problem with a blossom this size is the fact that it's difficult for the stem to support the weight and they usually break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3B1zBu_pI/AAAAAAAAD4w/5gF3a4x7Bio/s1600-h/187.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381170259752320658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3B1zBu_pI/AAAAAAAAD4w/5gF3a4x7Bio/s400/187.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This one reminded me of a lions mane. I haven't seen many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tri&lt;/span&gt; color dahlia's, and even though orange isn't my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;. I think this is pretty. I like how the petals are white on the tips. It sort of tones it down a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3BeLJMaJI/AAAAAAAAD4o/5Uu_GIwFIwE/s1600-h/191.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381169853909198994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3BeLJMaJI/AAAAAAAAD4o/5Uu_GIwFIwE/s400/191.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Busy as a bee! And doing his job like a good little boy he sure is a striking contrast to this soft colored dahlia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3Bdo_SH0I/AAAAAAAAD4g/yMvJ-tYSgpw/s1600-h/193.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381169844740824898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3Bdo_SH0I/AAAAAAAAD4g/yMvJ-tYSgpw/s400/193.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This is the one that Patty and I both liked a lot. Simple, sweet and a bit of whimsy in the center. just like us. LOL!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3BdeH8ueI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/IajDrY8QEVI/s1600-h/194.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381169841824381410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3BdeH8ueI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/IajDrY8QEVI/s400/194.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here's another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; unusual dahlia. I have seen many similar in different color combinations. I had a few last year in pots on my back deck and thoroughly enjoyed them. I hope I remember to get more next year. They just pop right up and say "howdy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3Bc0x0oNI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/kWsuIRn9Jt4/s1600-h/198.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381169830725722322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3Bc0x0oNI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/kWsuIRn9Jt4/s400/198.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Another Dahlia that looks like Peppermint to me. Striped and freckled. How cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3BcRktCJI/AAAAAAAAD4I/QB8hRocuaOQ/s1600-h/206.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381169821275457682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3BcRktCJI/AAAAAAAAD4I/QB8hRocuaOQ/s400/206.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here's one more color spot for you to enjoy. Remember you can click on these photos to enlarge and see finer detail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Does it take too much time to open my blog when I post so many photos? Please tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love and hugs to all my sweet blog friends and may our precious Lord look upon you with great favor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-4327216926153809983?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/_CF-c9C47Rk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/_CF-c9C47Rk/prayer-reminder-please-remember-to-pray.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sq3CjopGEbI/AAAAAAAAD6g/7-IZMQHLPoU/s72-c/145.+Point+Defiance+Gardens.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/09/prayer-reminder-please-remember-to-pray.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-2460490506371039525</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2009 15:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-03T08:26:36.411-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;WEEKEND TRIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sorry I haven't been blogging much lately. I've been pretty busy with garden, family, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Last weekend I went on a little trip with my girls. We went to Tacoma and visited Point Defiance Park. Of course I'm posting some pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_nAQ1-ooI/AAAAAAAAD4A/ngUr_JHUxfc/s1600-h/DSCF0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377270471811048066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_nAQ1-ooI/AAAAAAAAD4A/ngUr_JHUxfc/s400/DSCF0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We sort of got lost and ended up at Gig Harbor which turned out to be quite interesting. Here is a shot of part of the harbor. We had lunch at a cafe which ended abruptly when an angry man threw his ice water and cup at the back of my seat. The ice, water etc flew all over me. Sure scared me too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_m_5-glVI/AAAAAAAAD34/S3q2RADdgJA/s1600-h/DSCF0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377270465672811858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_m_5-glVI/AAAAAAAAD34/S3q2RADdgJA/s400/DSCF0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;One of the girls brought an ice chest but we had no bungee to hold it from sliding all over so Patty and I donated our stretchy bra's. They worked just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_m_X8ZJWI/AAAAAAAAD3w/yfrEY_98eUs/s1600-h/DSCF0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377270456537130338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_m_X8ZJWI/AAAAAAAAD3w/yfrEY_98eUs/s400/DSCF0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;At Point Defiance there is a five mile drive through some old growth forest. The trees are huge. This picture doesn't show the size but I like the bark texture. Patty and I left the back doors open as we rode. (We were buckled in) Along the drive a raccoon came running to the car, apparently thinking we had a treat. We got out of there fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_m-1hj8rI/AAAAAAAAD3o/Fy6XeslFDBk/s1600-h/DSCF0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377270447297786546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_m-1hj8rI/AAAAAAAAD3o/Fy6XeslFDBk/s400/DSCF0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Here is one of the many view points. I think it's interesting how the tops of these trees are dead but there is new growth near the base. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_m-SbEBoI/AAAAAAAAD3g/Q-6Q8Neghpk/s1600-h/DSCF0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377270437875287682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_m-SbEBoI/AAAAAAAAD3g/Q-6Q8Neghpk/s400/DSCF0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This is something we didn't expect to see. One of these two sailing ships was in the movie Pirates Of The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt;. They were doing a mock battle with cannon's booming and smoke even. The smaller boats were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lookey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lou's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_mjp0f2-I/AAAAAAAAD3Y/B4Yd9t_0goo/s1600-h/DSCF0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377269980299516898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_mjp0f2-I/AAAAAAAAD3Y/B4Yd9t_0goo/s400/DSCF0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Fort &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nisqually&lt;/span&gt; is at the park and we had fun looking at everything. This is the view inside a kitchen as it would look in the 1830's or there about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_mjPpq5mI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/SBg682d3bmM/s1600-h/DSCF0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377269973274781282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_mjPpq5mI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/SBg682d3bmM/s400/DSCF0129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;If you enlarge this you can read about the fort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_miivxbwI/AAAAAAAAD3I/oUPFAIOQumU/s1600-h/DSCF0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377269961220779778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_miivxbwI/AAAAAAAAD3I/oUPFAIOQumU/s400/DSCF0190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Here are my beautiful girls. We were walking through the flower gardens at the park. I will have to do another post about the gardens. They were incredible!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_miBpoSsI/AAAAAAAAD3A/k7hH3vX2beU/s1600-h/DSCF0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377269952336644802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_miBpoSsI/AAAAAAAAD3A/k7hH3vX2beU/s400/DSCF0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;As we were walking around at one of the view points I saw this reflection in a puddle and decided to take a 'Puddle Picture.' I like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_mho6L9qI/AAAAAAAAD24/5YoZ9E7HS74/s1600-h/DSCF0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377269945695205026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_mho6L9qI/AAAAAAAAD24/5YoZ9E7HS74/s400/DSCF0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Here are my three girls again. This time studying an old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Madrona&lt;/span&gt; tree. Can you tell that their daddy was a logger? Enlarge to see the Tacoma Narrows bridge in the background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_l0ZLbAyI/AAAAAAAAD2w/vWdeiUnCtE8/s1600-h/DSCF0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377269168378413858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_l0ZLbAyI/AAAAAAAAD2w/vWdeiUnCtE8/s400/DSCF0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My pictures aren't in order. Sorry!. This was taken back at the fort. I like the way the sun shines through this old carriage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_lz9EexwI/AAAAAAAAD2o/fQ5cNIUPOWI/s1600-h/DSCF0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377269160833107714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_lz9EexwI/AAAAAAAAD2o/fQ5cNIUPOWI/s400/DSCF0352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This was taken near the boathouse at Point Defiance. My great grand uncle had a business there. That will also be another post because there is so much to show and tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Our trip was a lot of fun. We are already saving money for another one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I will be seeing my surgeon tomorrow morning. He will set a date for the surgery. I am not feeling too bad. Just tire pretty easy. Of course I am doing a lot too, so that could sure be why I get so tired. I canned 32 jars of peaches a few days ago and last night went out for coffee with the girls for my Kathy's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'll try to keep you posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thanks for your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;prayers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;God Bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-2460490506371039525?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/W-wc-WwcInM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/W-wc-WwcInM/weekend-trip-sorry-i-havent-been.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sp_nAQ1-ooI/AAAAAAAAD4A/ngUr_JHUxfc/s72-c/DSCF0029.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-trip-sorry-i-havent-been.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-6367463417535963577</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Aug 2009 20:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-22T13:48:09.782-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;COUNTY FAIR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBclaXJqLI/AAAAAAAAD2g/tl7EzhAkJdM/s1600-h/09+08+Fair+30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372896153254340786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBclaXJqLI/AAAAAAAAD2g/tl7EzhAkJdM/s400/09+08+Fair+30.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Patty won two tickets to the Northwest Washington Fair and invited me to go with her. She has a torn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ligament&lt;/span&gt; in her knee and I'm still getting strength back so we hobbled around and had a wonderful time! The flowers were past their prime but still pretty&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBckzMBUSI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/wAvMhbUsUcI/s1600-h/09+08+Fair+27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372896142738673954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBckzMBUSI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/wAvMhbUsUcI/s400/09+08+Fair+27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The grandstand show featured several events but our favorite was the draft horses. They had several teams out in the arena at the same time doing a freestyle. I am always amazed at how well behaved these sweet horses are and how gifted the handlers are. They drive these big beauties like a cadillac! Click to enlarge photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBckrtPzBI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/rbY1R5yzkU0/s1600-h/09+08+Fair+22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372896140730551314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBckrtPzBI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/rbY1R5yzkU0/s400/09+08+Fair+22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just look how sharp this team looks. They are so well kept and I can't imagine what it costs to feed them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBckDT8i9I/AAAAAAAAD2I/UwAtvutbfKY/s1600-h/09+08+Fair+21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372896129887013842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBckDT8i9I/AAAAAAAAD2I/UwAtvutbfKY/s400/09+08+Fair+21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Another beautiful team, pulling, prancing and loving every minute of it. They look so proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBcjvmreSI/AAAAAAAAD2A/SnNHavXvYSY/s1600-h/09+08+Fair+16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372896124596877602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBcjvmreSI/AAAAAAAAD2A/SnNHavXvYSY/s400/09+08+Fair+16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Here's a team pulling their pretty blue wagon. The drivers usually have shirts to match their wagon and the ribbons etc on their team. They all looked so sharp we just had to applaud them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I bought a new CD at the fair. It was playing at one of the booths. It's called HEAVENLY FLUTES with Atahualpa playing Christian songs on Pan Flute, with accompaniment. It is just beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I also tasted my first Shushy. Won't be doin' that again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After the fair we went to I-Hop'S for chicken fried steak dinners! YUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBcPzMPWII/AAAAAAAAD14/aXT8YnIVzx0/s1600-h/09+08+Buck+%26+branch+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372895781962340482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBcPzMPWII/AAAAAAAAD14/aXT8YnIVzx0/s400/09+08+Buck+%26+branch+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Another front yard visitor yesterday morning but take a good look. He is growing a tree out of his head! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Actually it is nearing rutting season and the bucks are rubbing their antlers against anything and everything to get the velvet off. It must be itchy because this one had a patch of blood at the base of it's antlers from trying so hard. I am hoping the bucks don't use my trees and shrubbery again for this purpose. They have destroyed so much already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBcPmJq1CI/AAAAAAAAD1w/JyTG-sriuFg/s1600-h/09+08+New+Hydrangea.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372895778461897762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBcPmJq1CI/AAAAAAAAD1w/JyTG-sriuFg/s400/09+08+New+Hydrangea.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Look at this pretty little darling. I pick up bloomed out and sick plants at the nearby grocery and bring them home and nurse them back to health. It stays damp and cool at the north side of my house so I use it for a hospital bed. I'm so glad I got this one. See the beautiful shade of blue her eyes are? And yes, this is the actual color!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBcPK_194I/AAAAAAAAD1o/I6Dp2apfc9Y/s1600-h/09+08+Garden+Gifts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372895771172927362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBcPK_194I/AAAAAAAAD1o/I6Dp2apfc9Y/s400/09+08+Garden+Gifts.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My veggie garden is producing although the green beans are very slow this year. I think you can see what I'll be having for supper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Parsley &amp;amp; Buttered new potatoes (not all of them haha) with green onions, Sliced tomato with chive &amp;amp; sour cream, Green beans and sliced cucumber left over from the one I ate part of yesterday. All grown totally organic. No pesticides or other chemicals. I grow Marigolds, garlic and other herbs in the garden to control the aphids and slugs. Also take my shovel after the slugs. I think they hear me coming because I haven't found many lately!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBcOo4rtxI/AAAAAAAAD1g/B9c-vACKg20/s1600-h/Cake+Bon+Made.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372895762016089874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBcOo4rtxI/AAAAAAAAD1g/B9c-vACKg20/s400/Cake+Bon+Made.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My sister made this cute pregnant cake for our younger sister's baby shower several years ago. I just came across it and had to share. Isn't it a great idea? Sister Bonnie is very talented. She not only does cakes but her woodworking projects are incredible, and she paints too, and can fix cars. She is awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBcOfDR-MI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/hwb759Cb0jY/s1600-h/Scenery+Mike+A+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372895759376185538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBcOfDR-MI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/hwb759Cb0jY/s400/Scenery+Mike+A+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Our youngest sister Barbara and her hubby lived in Ketchikan, Alaska for a few years and were able to get some really beautiful pictures. I don't know exactly where this was taken but it's a beaut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;About me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I am feeling much stronger and the sick tummy is pretty much gone. I saw the surgeon's nurse practitioner who told me I have a large mass on top of the same kidney that has the tumor, but she said it doesn't look malignant. I'm not sure what they look for to determine that.  I see the surgeon on the 4th and will ask to see the scan. I think because there is so much corruption in the world today I want to be sure there is really a problem with the kidney before I let them take it out. For all I know they may want to 'harvest' one for a friend or something. Yes I know I'm skeptical but isn't it a sign of the times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Again I thank you for your prayers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;May He bless each of you and see to your every need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Hugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-6367463417535963577?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/_WGwjX17kls" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/_WGwjX17kls/county-fair-patty-won-two-tickets-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SpBclaXJqLI/AAAAAAAAD2g/tl7EzhAkJdM/s72-c/09+08+Fair+30.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/08/county-fair-patty-won-two-tickets-to.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-7712514803224466678</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2009 17:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-13T10:36:41.450-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;YARD SALE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SoRTb1r3fcI/AAAAAAAAD1M/w4bEIkHf294/s1600-h/DSCF0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369508393465118146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SoRTb1r3fcI/AAAAAAAAD1M/w4bEIkHf294/s400/DSCF0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After several days preparation and some HARD work my three daughters and I had a yard sale in my oldest daughter's yard. We had lots of customers and made more money than I thought we would, over $300. Of course we shopped too...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SoRTbq-51sI/AAAAAAAAD1E/ixlsCpbDOnY/s1600-h/DSCF0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369508390592173762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SoRTbq-51sI/AAAAAAAAD1E/ixlsCpbDOnY/s400/DSCF0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Here is my great grandson Dylan sorting shoes and slippers for his brother to display.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SoRTa_yLQTI/AAAAAAAAD08/4kNxPfgQizg/s1600-h/DSCF0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369508378996064562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SoRTa_yLQTI/AAAAAAAAD08/4kNxPfgQizg/s400/DSCF0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And here is his brother Tyson doing a super job of lining them all up neatly. These boys are incredible helpers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SoRTaW693FI/AAAAAAAAD00/20H2AdOEDWg/s1600-h/DSCF0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369508368027081810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SoRTaW693FI/AAAAAAAAD00/20H2AdOEDWg/s400/DSCF0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Of course the kids had fun too. Choosing toys and trying on hats. Isn't Kenny cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SoRTZ-LiOnI/AAAAAAAAD0s/5rmzODOxdxg/s1600-h/DSCF0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369508361385687666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SoRTZ-LiOnI/AAAAAAAAD0s/5rmzODOxdxg/s400/DSCF0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;At one o'clock everything went for half price. Here are Julia, Hailee and Kenny drawing attention to their sign. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It was hard work but still fun as a family project. Never the less, I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; glad it's done and my attic is much neater now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SoRTGr5OWtI/AAAAAAAAD0k/h0KAS2itsJo/s1600-h/DSCF0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369508030059535058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SoRTGr5OWtI/AAAAAAAAD0k/h0KAS2itsJo/s400/DSCF0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The house next door to the sale  has a maple tree that is turning color and dropping leaves already. Is it really autumn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok,&lt;/span&gt; now for my prayer request.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The day after the sale I woke up very sick and couldn't stop throwing up. My girls took me to emergency where I was given medication &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;intravenously&lt;/span&gt; to stop the vomiting and another med for pain. Then the doctor ordered a cat scan to see what was going on. He found that my stomach was very inflamed which could have been the cause of the vomiting, but no definite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;diagnosis&lt;/span&gt; was given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now to see once again how the Lord works in our life... they also found a tumor on one of my kidneys. They weren't looking for it and were quite surprised that it was found. So am I!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The tumor is small, about the size of a marble.  and I see a Urologist Friday to learn the plan of action. It will be surgically removed, this much I was already told.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We are praying there is no malignancy and I hope you will be praying with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In the meantime, I am still not feeling very well, my tummy doesn't want to settle down and my diet of saltines and water is not doing much to strengthen me.  I haven't forgotten you and hope to be back soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;God bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-7712514803224466678?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/0Wm7mmAuxAY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/0Wm7mmAuxAY/yard-sale-after-several-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SoRTb1r3fcI/AAAAAAAAD1M/w4bEIkHf294/s72-c/DSCF0005.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/08/yard-sale-after-several-days.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-6691755721886069618</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2009 15:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-05T08:27:12.364-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;THE POST WITH NO NAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmsMdM25OI/AAAAAAAAD0c/2MXINQ-4rqo/s1600-h/09+07+Columbine+Seedpods.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366509760985621730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmsMdM25OI/AAAAAAAAD0c/2MXINQ-4rqo/s400/09+07+Columbine+Seedpods.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Here are the dried seed pods of the patch of Columbine I posted earlier this summer. It has been a hot, dry summer and flowers are going to seed sooner than usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmsMGHZBPI/AAAAAAAAD0U/DixTNe_BEDI/s1600-h/09+07+Cardinal+Crocosmia+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366509754788676850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmsMGHZBPI/AAAAAAAAD0U/DixTNe_BEDI/s400/09+07+Cardinal+Crocosmia+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have a hard time photographing the color red for some reason. This flower is known by the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;name of Lucifer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Crocosmia&lt;/span&gt; but I refuse to call anything&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in my yard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lucifer. I prefer Cardinal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Crocosmia&lt;/span&gt;. Isn't that much nicer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmsLlY3pUI/AAAAAAAAD0M/U9qhFDbrM6I/s1600-h/09+07+Sparrows.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366509746003617090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmsLlY3pUI/AAAAAAAAD0M/U9qhFDbrM6I/s400/09+07+Sparrows.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Some thirsty little sparrows enjoyed a nice drink of water on a hot day. I learned that if you put a flat stone in the bottom of the bird bath the birds are more apt to use it. I also learned why birds won't go near my black birdbath. They don't like the color for some reason. I plan to paint mine green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmsLbb9OPI/AAAAAAAAD0E/5yfVJ1v67xk/s1600-h/09+07+Marigold+Heart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366509743332210930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmsLbb9OPI/AAAAAAAAD0E/5yfVJ1v67xk/s400/09+07+Marigold+Heart.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This merry little Marigold has not completely opened her petals. I think those still unfurled make her look like she has her hair in curlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmsLJHYMbI/AAAAAAAADz8/GsbdAAdd7rY/s1600-h/09+08+03+Siamese+Twins+Cukes.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366509738414059954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmsLJHYMbI/AAAAAAAADz8/GsbdAAdd7rY/s400/09+08+03+Siamese+Twins+Cukes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Every garden has a few surprises. This one knocked my socks off! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Siamese Twin English Cucumbers. I sure never expected to see that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I gave them to my sister Bonnie who loves Cucumber sandwiches. I hope it tastes good even if it is strange!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmrR3vEEGI/AAAAAAAADz0/7l504ajZp-4/s1600-h/09+08+01+Kenny%27s+6th+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366508754496131170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmrR3vEEGI/AAAAAAAADz0/7l504ajZp-4/s400/09+08+01+Kenny%27s+6th+6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Here's a very happy picture. My great grandson Kenny celebrated his 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; last week end. I'm not kidding, this little guy had this beautiful smile throughout the entire party, especially while opening all his presents. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmrRuEzmmI/AAAAAAAADzs/L7_GuLiV1vY/s1600-h/09+08+01+David,+Kenny+%26+Friend+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366508751902972514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmrRuEzmmI/AAAAAAAADzs/L7_GuLiV1vY/s400/09+08+01+David,+Kenny+%26+Friend+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Here he is with his uncle and a friend enjoying a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;leggo&lt;/span&gt; set he got. I am amazed at how well he can put these things together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmrRSF2eDI/AAAAAAAADzk/QSyXtT-SRXg/s1600-h/09+07+30+Paul+II.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366508744391161906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmrRSF2eDI/AAAAAAAADzk/QSyXtT-SRXg/s400/09+07+30+Paul+II.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just got this Clematis this spring. It's called Paul II. Unfortunately the deer like to snack on them so I only have one blossom to enjoy. Hopefully next year will be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmrQzmawRI/AAAAAAAADzc/Tm-kw3-C34o/s1600-h/09+07+30+Birdbath+%26+Phlox.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366508736206258450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmrQzmawRI/AAAAAAAADzc/Tm-kw3-C34o/s400/09+07+30+Birdbath+%26+Phlox.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The blue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nigella&lt;/span&gt; and the birdbath are nearly the same color. The Phlox in the background is blooming nicely thanks to several applications of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;blood meal&lt;/span&gt;. Without it the deer would have eaten them to the ground long before now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmrQtJuNXI/AAAAAAAADzU/eGRUZlj9EBY/s1600-h/09+07+30+Textured+designed+heavy+stone.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366508734475285874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmrQtJuNXI/AAAAAAAADzU/eGRUZlj9EBY/s400/09+07+30+Textured+designed+heavy+stone.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I know this is an odd thing to post but I am really curious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I found it at the beach a few months ago and am fascinated with the textured pattern on it. It is much heavier than other stones this size and I'd sure like to know what it is and what made the pattern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We were on water restriction last week because of an algae growing in the water pipes. The restriction has been lifted so I need to go out and water everything real good today. All my baby Lillies are crying for a drink of water!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;God Bless all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-6691755721886069618?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/zvPKMBKi7Z4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/zvPKMBKi7Z4/post-with-no-name-here-are-dried-seed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnmsMdM25OI/AAAAAAAAD0c/2MXINQ-4rqo/s72-c/09+07+Columbine+Seedpods.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/08/post-with-no-name-here-are-dried-seed.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-6977337650188707363</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Aug 2009 01:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-31T17:53:57.565-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A HOT TIME IN THE OLD TOWN TONIGHT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnOXOY6CmmI/AAAAAAAADx8/69tqFLvU-EY/s1600-h/09+07+29+100+degrees.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364797854588246626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnOXOY6CmmI/AAAAAAAADx8/69tqFLvU-EY/s400/09+07+29+100+degrees.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well it was actually two days ago when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bellingham&lt;/span&gt; hit an all time record of 100 degrees on the 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Oh my gosh was it ever hot. I had fans going and a spray bottle of water which I had to repeatedly refill to keep my pups and myself from igniting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then to my total amazement, two of my daughters came with some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt; and a new AC unit which they installed for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My pups were so relieved they lay on the floor with their little feet in the air with the most delighted look on their sweet little furry faces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I felt like doing the same thing but it's hard to get off the floor so I layed on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;couch&lt;/span&gt; instead and yes my feet were in the air for a while and my furry face looked delighted too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We don't usually have unbearable hot temps here so not many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; were prepared for it. AC Units &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;were&lt;/span&gt; totally sold out all over the county. The kids waited in line for a long time with about a hundred other people when a shipment finally came in to Hardware Sales, the best Hardware store in town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It has cooled off, thank the Lord and temps are bearable now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnOXN2aDj9I/AAAAAAAADx0/nj980Df8vnk/s1600-h/09+07+30+Million+Bells,+Moss+Rose+%26+Petunia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364797845327286226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnOXN2aDj9I/AAAAAAAADx0/nj980Df8vnk/s400/09+07+30+Million+Bells,+Moss+Rose+%26+Petunia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Here is my basket of Million Bells, petunias and moss rose. I had to do a lot of watering this past week but everything has survived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnOXNR7LGFI/AAAAAAAADxs/s_vCqQeljKQ/s1600-h/09+07+30+Petunia+Basket.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364797835534080082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnOXNR7LGFI/AAAAAAAADxs/s_vCqQeljKQ/s400/09+07+30+Petunia+Basket.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And here is the basket of Petunias my girls brought me on May Day. They have grown to amazing proportion. Cyndi told me they would if I fed them well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Thanks honey girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They are sitting on a bistro chair. Can you see it? Neither can I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnOXMzxJAaI/AAAAAAAADxk/0kx-a9H1D7g/s1600-h/09+07+30+Bonnie+Lily+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364797827438936482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnOXMzxJAaI/AAAAAAAADxk/0kx-a9H1D7g/s400/09+07+30+Bonnie+Lily+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; I hope you aren't getting bored with my lily's. They are new to me and I'm like a little kid with a new toy. This is one of the Day Lily's my sweet Sister Bonnie Jean gave me. I didn't expect them to bloom till next year since I just planted them about a month ago, but just look at this! The color is gorgeous and it is huge. I don't know it'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;s name yet but will be doing some research to try to find out soon as I have a litle time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnOXMkZ01BI/AAAAAAAADxc/poeYvrb7sj4/s1600-h/Brown+Sugar+Peanut+Butter+Stovetop+Cookies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364797823314613266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnOXMkZ01BI/AAAAAAAADxc/poeYvrb7sj4/s400/Brown+Sugar+Peanut+Butter+Stovetop+Cookies.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Ok it's confession time! I have been eating lots of veggie's from my garden, potatoes with parsley, green onions, cucumbers etc, and because it has been so hot lots of salad and fruit. However for the past few days I have been craving something forbidden. I resisted all day yesterday and most of today but as I was doing some computer work I was overcome with an incredible desire, an urge that nothing but the 'real thing' can satisfy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I thought of the rice cakes which remind me of styrofoam, soda crackers, celery, then I suddenly shot out of my chair, ran to the kitchen, pulled a heavy kettle from the drawer and....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Well, here's the recipe. Don't forget to lick the pan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Brown Sugar Peanut Butter Stovetop Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;(recipe from my daughter Cyndi January 1977)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;2 Cups Brown Sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;1/2 cup margerine or butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;1/2 cup milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Stir and boil one minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Remove from heat and immediately add &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;1 tsp. vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;1/2 cup peanut butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;stir to incorporate then add&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;2 cups quick oats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;1/2 cup flaked coconut. (optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;1/2 cup chopped nuts (optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Mix then drop by spoonfulls onto waxed paper. Let them set till cool if you can wait that long, otherwise eat it from the pan but don't get burned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Note: You can use one cup oatmeal and a cup and a half of corn*flakes, rice *krispies or what ever you have instead of the second cup of oatmeal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I pray your temps are tolerable, your cupboards are full and the well don't run dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;God Bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-6977337650188707363?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/ymGlPT0W9OI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/ymGlPT0W9OI/hot-time-in-old-town-tonight-well-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SnOXOY6CmmI/AAAAAAAADx8/69tqFLvU-EY/s72-c/09+07+29+100+degrees.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/07/hot-time-in-old-town-tonight-well-it.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-8721333508769870037</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 17:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-27T10:34:17.572-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;STUFF AND NONSENSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sm3n55m-BpI/AAAAAAAADxU/BUt6QC4Q3q8/s1600-h/Braless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363197713170957970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sm3n55m-BpI/AAAAAAAADxU/BUt6QC4Q3q8/s400/Braless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I thought I'd give you a chuckle to begin with! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It has been very warm here so I have been staying inside as much as possible except for early morning and late evening when the temp's are around 82, and that's still too hot for me but I can at least pull a few weeds and water my gardens while the pups get some exercise. I never let them outside unless I'm there to keep an eye on them. Even though my entire back yard is fenced, the raccoon's and large birds would take them given the opportunity. I recently heard of an eagle nest that collapsed and there were 60 dog and cat collars found in it. Yes it really does happen. Several years ago a woman let her little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dog&lt;/span&gt; off the leash at a rest stop near here and a large eagle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;snatched&lt;/span&gt; it up and carried it away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sm3n5lW9ZpI/AAAAAAAADxM/5y_xV6QCvUA/s1600-h/1996+Snow+6,+Barney+%26+Little+House.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363197707735099026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sm3n5lW9ZpI/AAAAAAAADxM/5y_xV6QCvUA/s400/1996+Snow+6,+Barney+%26+Little+House.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because it's been so hot I just had to post a snowy picture. This was taken in 96. As you can see my poor old dog wasn't sure just how he was supposed to relieve himself. You know, lifting the leg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I had to shovel out an area for him, but I had to laugh at how perplexed he was. We got more snow after this picture was taken and it was up to my bottom before it stopped!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sm3n5YurZEI/AAAAAAAADxE/hXUpSo9XQLA/s1600-h/09+07+Frisbee+Dog+9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363197704344921154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sm3n5YurZEI/AAAAAAAADxE/hXUpSo9XQLA/s400/09+07+Frisbee+Dog+9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My oldest daughter and I took five of my great grandkid's for a day and one of the things we did was see a frisbee competition. I was amazed at how determined all the dogs were. This one actually 'flew' to catch the frisbee. I felt sorry for the little fat short legged dogs. Even though it was sort of funny to watch them galloping along with such hope in their eyes as the frisbee soared high overhead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sm3n5ODep4I/AAAAAAAADw8/tKyUb7tw4Ho/s1600-h/09+07+Hailee+%26+Maddie+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363197701479376770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sm3n5ODep4I/AAAAAAAADw8/tKyUb7tw4Ho/s400/09+07+Hailee+%26+Maddie+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hailee and Maddie found a shady spot to lay on their blanket and watch the competition. All the kids were so good and well behaved. I am very proud of them. Little ladies and gentlemen they were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sm3n41fIp8I/AAAAAAAADw0/FNHBSoPlHOw/s1600-h/09+07+Hailee+%26+Maddie+Swim.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363197694884489154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sm3n41fIp8I/AAAAAAAADw0/FNHBSoPlHOw/s400/09+07+Hailee+%26+Maddie+Swim.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;After the competition they all went swimming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I like this shot of Maddie and Hailee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;It brings back a flood of memories. I remember wading with my sisters&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;at the river while mom and dad fished, and years later watching my own children playing at the lake, then my grandchildren and now the great grandchildren. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Time goes by so fast. Enjoy each moment. It will never come again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;After swimming we had a picnic supper with fried chicken, pork*N Beans, rolls, chips, melon, cinnamon rolls, strawberries and blueberries and two cans of whipped cream which the kids enjoyed when Patty sprayed it into their mouth. They were all lined up, mouth's open wide like so many hungry birdlets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;It was a wonderful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I pray summer is treating you all well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;God bless you and yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-8721333508769870037?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/9ldYx8AxYv4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/9ldYx8AxYv4/stuff-and-nonsense-i-thought-id-give.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Sm3n55m-BpI/AAAAAAAADxU/BUt6QC4Q3q8/s72-c/Braless.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/07/stuff-and-nonsense-i-thought-id-give.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-2869138005447237489</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2009 15:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-22T07:22:20.298-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmcsDbG9CNI/AAAAAAAADws/82d_g-wcS_w/s1600-h/DSCF0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361302318736017618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmcsDbG9CNI/AAAAAAAADws/82d_g-wcS_w/s400/DSCF0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;HELP!!! I'VE FALLEN AND I CAN'T GET UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sorry, I couldn't resist. This is the last one. I promise. I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Viola's are so small they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; go unnoticed by all the hurried feet passing by. But as we get older it seems the Lord slows us down so we can see all the wonderful things we hurried past in our younger years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;As I was watering the garden's last night I noticed this little lady in distress. It looked like her arms and legs were flailing in an effort to right herself. A spray of water had knocked her over and there she lay with her face all wet. Today she will be standing again, proud and defiant. She may be tiny but she's got pluck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-2869138005447237489?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/uFB7mADAtIo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/uFB7mADAtIo/help-ive-fallen-and-i-cant-get-up-sorry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmcsDbG9CNI/AAAAAAAADws/82d_g-wcS_w/s72-c/DSCF0005.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/07/help-ive-fallen-and-i-cant-get-up-sorry.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-1118122052019947618</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2009 14:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-18T07:51:27.036-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;POSIES AND OTHER THINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHmQpAkLcI/AAAAAAAADwk/8q8Te6wtPFQ/s1600-h/09+07+Babybreath+%26+Sky.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359818205108121026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHmQpAkLcI/AAAAAAAADwk/8q8Te6wtPFQ/s400/09+07+Babybreath+%26+Sky.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Babys breath&lt;/span&gt; against the sky.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Apparently someone thought this little flower smelled like a baby's Breath but it doesn't to me. It has a sweet smell and most babies breaths smell of milk or worse, sour milk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHmQQ26QsI/AAAAAAAADwc/QPTZW3S6cCg/s1600-h/09+07+S.M.+Snap+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359818198625174210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHmQQ26QsI/AAAAAAAADwc/QPTZW3S6cCg/s400/09+07+S.M.+Snap+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A rather odd but interesting looking Snapdragon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHmQc4jLXI/AAAAAAAADwU/IOdo9kK35WU/s1600-h/09+07+Bachelor+Button.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359818201853275506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHmQc4jLXI/AAAAAAAADwU/IOdo9kK35WU/s400/09+07+Bachelor+Button.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Mom Hammer called this a Bachelor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Button&lt;/span&gt;. I got the start of this plant from her many-many years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHmQE1gZQI/AAAAAAAADwM/eWkCGC_qXcA/s1600-h/09+07+Another+Pretty+Posy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359818195398059266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHmQE1gZQI/AAAAAAAADwM/eWkCGC_qXcA/s400/09+07+Another+Pretty+Posy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm sure this happy little blossom has a name but I don't remember what it is! I do know it is very prolific. It reseeds like crazy and bees love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHmP7awcmI/AAAAAAAADwE/uklPvdxMbkA/s1600-h/09+07+Buck+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359818192869945954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHmP7awcmI/AAAAAAAADwE/uklPvdxMbkA/s400/09+07+Buck+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He slowly creeps from the deep forest, stopping with each quiet step to listen for danger." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Enlarge to see the stag emerging from the thicket. He will eat every beautiful flower I have, ravish my veggie garden, and come at me with his antlers tossing from side to side if I try to chase him out of my yard. He has several mountains of meadows to graze but he has developed a taste for my prized flowers. He also has friends. Many friends who come with him and like a swarm of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;locusts&lt;/span&gt;, they destroy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHl2nluNNI/AAAAAAAADv8/YN_kbXkx9QA/s1600-h/09+07+Heart+Of+Mystery+Rose.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359817758050497746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHl2nluNNI/AAAAAAAADv8/YN_kbXkx9QA/s400/09+07+Heart+Of+Mystery+Rose.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do you know what this is? If not, you aren't taking time to smell the flowers. Or perhaps you close your eyes when you do. I recommend that you always keep your eyes open when doing that so a bee doesn't think the end of your nose is a predator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is a super macro shot of the heart of the rose pictured below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHl2W2_AOI/AAAAAAAADv0/p8DEArtcrPU/s1600-h/09+07+Mystery+Rose.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359817753559498978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHl2W2_AOI/AAAAAAAADv0/p8DEArtcrPU/s400/09+07+Mystery+Rose.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pretty little thing, isn't she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHl2ATCskI/AAAAAAAADvs/HxE3OOPiYvA/s1600-h/09+07+Garden.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359817747503166018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHl2ATCskI/AAAAAAAADvs/HxE3OOPiYvA/s400/09+07+Garden.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My veggie garden is doing well. Thanks to the newspaper and grass clippings I am using this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I have cucumbers that are about 10 inches long, many Sweetmeat squash are beginning to grow too. My first round of potatoes could be taken up now but I'll wait a while longer so they can get some size. Tomatoes are still green, but parsley and dill are ready to use as well as green onions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Rutabagas, Parsnips and corn are all coming along nicely too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Isn't it just incredible that we can plant a dried up little seed and it grows a lush plant that produces more food for us? I'm still amazed at this miracle, just as I was when I was a little girl. God is so good to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHl13hgXcI/AAAAAAAADvk/24AWya2y0mw/s1600-h/09+07+Corn+%26+Posies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359817745147911618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHl13hgXcI/AAAAAAAADvk/24AWya2y0mw/s400/09+07+Corn+%26+Posies.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;'ll have to enlarge this to see better. The corn on the right and the patch of posies growing up the hillside are so pretty in the morning with the sun shining on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHl1p5JzqI/AAAAAAAADvc/987zkwWJBL4/s1600-h/09+07+Sea+Holly+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359817741489000098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHl1p5JzqI/AAAAAAAADvc/987zkwWJBL4/s400/09+07+Sea+Holly+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sea Holly is an unusual plant. The foliage turns almost silvery and the blossom really isn't pretty at all but it attracts honeybees like crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I happen to like unusual plants so I will be keeping this one. However I read that it reseeds easily and the root system is a monster so I will be moving it to an area where it can spread without causing too much trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;All for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Receive your Blessings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-1118122052019947618?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/ASfpTnMlGm8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/ASfpTnMlGm8/posies-and-other-things-babys-breath.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SmHmQpAkLcI/AAAAAAAADwk/8q8Te6wtPFQ/s72-c/09+07+Babybreath+%26+Sky.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/07/posies-and-other-things-babys-breath.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-3283248709637300406</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 02:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-12T18:58:36.612-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;VIOLA TAKES A BOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Who says flowers don't have personality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt; they do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqdHTEyx0I/AAAAAAAADvM/uGnr9ULMS9A/s1600-h/Viola+Who+Me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357767455415650114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqdHTEyx0I/AAAAAAAADvM/uGnr9ULMS9A/s400/Viola+Who+Me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Who, Me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqdHK_kWKI/AAAAAAAADvE/ixSgBWL7gZs/s1600-h/Viola+Toughie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357767453246249122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqdHK_kWKI/AAAAAAAADvE/ixSgBWL7gZs/s400/Viola+Toughie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; I'm so tough the rabbits are scared of me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqdG8-DcfI/AAAAAAAADu8/jE3rn9D3sl8/s1600-h/Viloa+Funny+Face+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357767449481802226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqdG8-DcfI/AAAAAAAADu8/jE3rn9D3sl8/s400/Viloa+Funny+Face+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Funny Face"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqdGSUe91I/AAAAAAAADu0/BIpvpZUKbHE/s1600-h/Viola+I%27ll+Pout+If+I+Want+To.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357767438033155922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqdGSUe91I/AAAAAAAADu0/BIpvpZUKbHE/s400/Viola+I%27ll+Pout+If+I+Want+To.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"It's my party and I'll cry if I want to!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqctWFGmfI/AAAAAAAADus/iEH-ocKe2ec/s1600-h/Viola+Bad+Hair+Day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357767009545656818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqctWFGmfI/AAAAAAAADus/iEH-ocKe2ec/s400/Viola+Bad+Hair+Day.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; "So Hazel says, "you gotta try this new shampoo".......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqctGn57DI/AAAAAAAADuk/WEk8-EeQvnc/s1600-h/09+06+Viola+20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357767005396659250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqctGn57DI/AAAAAAAADuk/WEk8-EeQvnc/s400/09+06+Viola+20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"And then I say, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whatcha&lt;/span&gt; gonna do about it" and the guy slugs me on the chin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Slqcs-zqpzI/AAAAAAAADuc/NSUng8VcmCI/s1600-h/09+06+Viola+11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357767003298506546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Slqcs-zqpzI/AAAAAAAADuc/NSUng8VcmCI/s400/09+06+Viola+11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am so beautiful.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Slqcstv85VI/AAAAAAAADuU/lNs8RS8OsuM/s1600-h/09+06+Viola+10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766998719522130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/Slqcstv85VI/AAAAAAAADuU/lNs8RS8OsuM/s400/09+06+Viola+10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; "And then Mable Says....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqcsfG4oEI/AAAAAAAADuM/Iv8NNqMhJQQ/s1600-h/09+06+Viola+9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766994789179458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqcsfG4oEI/AAAAAAAADuM/Iv8NNqMhJQQ/s400/09+06+Viola+9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"I'm gonna Tell my dad on you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqcQPlp9_I/AAAAAAAADuE/gqrQhsqufLA/s1600-h/09+06+Viola+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766509586937842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqcQPlp9_I/AAAAAAAADuE/gqrQhsqufLA/s400/09+06+Viola+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hard Day at the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqcPp8CcZI/AAAAAAAADt8/uRqLazSyzMs/s1600-h/09+06+Viola+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766499480269202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqcPp8CcZI/AAAAAAAADt8/uRqLazSyzMs/s400/09+06+Viola+6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Stick that in your pipe and smoke it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqcPVvtxLI/AAAAAAAADt0/2_hjr5uWuzI/s1600-h/09+06+Viola+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766494059873458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqcPVvtxLI/AAAAAAAADt0/2_hjr5uWuzI/s400/09+06+Viola+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lil'&lt;/span&gt; ole me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqcPJQshwI/AAAAAAAADts/SkjZw6DMJoc/s1600-h/09+06+Viola+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766490708543234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqcPJQshwI/AAAAAAAADts/SkjZw6DMJoc/s400/09+06+Viola+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh Yeah? Well whatcha gonna do about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqcPBa-IiI/AAAAAAAADtk/uFK3jRDll-U/s1600-h/09+06+Viola+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766488604156450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqcPBa-IiI/AAAAAAAADtk/uFK3jRDll-U/s400/09+06+Viola+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is your caption for this one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-3283248709637300406?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/A0Q9aBrfJP4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/A0Q9aBrfJP4/viola-takes-bow-who-says-flowers-dont.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlqdHTEyx0I/AAAAAAAADvM/uGnr9ULMS9A/s72-c/Viola+Who+Me.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/07/viola-takes-bow-who-says-flowers-dont.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30311762.post-6993743055445216678</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 20:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-06T14:16:53.618-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DAYLILIE'S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ANOTHER FLOWER TO LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Last month I was trying to figure out what kind of plant I could put between three tall Arborvitae that have scads of tulips planted between them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;As you know, when the tulips finish blooming they look horrible and I thought if I planted something in front of them the ratty foliage would be hidden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My daughter Cyndi suggested &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Daylilie'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so I did some research. Then one day while talking to my friend Bonnie, she told me she ordered hers from a place in Missouri and sent me the URL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;OH MY GOSH!!! I had a really hard time whittling down my want list! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I had no idea there were so many gorgeous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Daylilie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. They aren't just orange or yellow anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Here's what I ordered and have already received and planted and some are already growing green! Oh yes I should add, this company is very generous. They sent more than I ordered and paid for and even sent a free one as a gift. Will I be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ordering&lt;/span&gt; again? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You betcha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlJmNUMT4nI/AAAAAAAADtc/AiLnfT4Jw4s/s1600-h/Daylily+Stella+de+oro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355455285841617522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlJmNUMT4nI/AAAAAAAADtc/AiLnfT4Jw4s/s400/Daylily+Stella+de+oro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;DOUBLE CHARM GROWS 18 to 24" tall with 4 to 5" blossoms and it blooms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mid season&lt;/span&gt;. I ordered one but they sent two. I planted them one on the east side of my house one on each side of a purple Rhody that blooms at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlJmNFLWpAI/AAAAAAAADtU/dX0pwcm_4yw/s1600-h/Daylily+WoodsideRuby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355455281811072002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlJmNFLWpAI/AAAAAAAADtU/dX0pwcm_4yw/s400/Daylily+WoodsideRuby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Woodside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ruby is the one that will hide the ratty tulips and look wonderful between the deep green Arborvitae foliage. Is this incredibly gorgeous or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Did you know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Daylilie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are deer, slug and rabbit proof and easy to grow and care for? You don't even have to separate them for six or so years. My kind of posy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlJmMzIq_vI/AAAAAAAADtM/_Y9-RdAFP48/s1600-h/Daylily+Joan+Senior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355455276967984882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlJmMzIq_vI/AAAAAAAADtM/_Y9-RdAFP48/s400/Daylily+Joan+Senior.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This is the free one they sent me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's called Joan Senior but I would call it Serenity. It's white although it glows with a pink hue in this picture. I have to do some research on it but know it gets fairly tall and has large blossoms&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlJmMlXIaVI/AAAAAAAADtE/erBJqcytOjw/s1600-h/Daylily+Entrapment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355455273270536530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlJmMlXIaVI/AAAAAAAADtE/erBJqcytOjw/s400/Daylily+Entrapment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Entrapment grows to 26" tall and has 6" blossoms that are ruffled on the edges. The white stripes on three petals really make the purple stand out and the yellow throat too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlJmMQ0kC_I/AAAAAAAADs8/Lf1HZ8irrow/s1600-h/Daylily+doublecharm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355455267756837874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlJmMQ0kC_I/AAAAAAAADs8/Lf1HZ8irrow/s400/Daylily+doublecharm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This little doll was a good choice. Stella D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Oro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Daylily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. She grows to about 12 " tall and has 2 3/4" double yellow blossoms. She resembles a Daffodil and blooms from May-July. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I ordered five at $1.00 each and was sent 14! I planted them alongside the lawn with bright pink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Rhody's&lt;/span&gt; which were donated by my daughter Patty, White Perennial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Candytuft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which were transplants from a garden we eliminated and I plan to add some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lithodora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. These all bloom at the same time and should be so pretty together. I'm excited to see it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Anyone interested in the very generous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Daylily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Farm send me an e-mail and I will give you the URL. You will love it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;My girls and I chopped out the willow root that was in the area where I am making new lawn. It was hard work but I'm delighted that it's gone. I mowed lawn today and used the mower to pack down the area where the stump was. I am going to wait until late summer to put the grass seed in. It's too hot and dry right now. By waiting, mother nature will help me with the watering chore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Be blessed everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30311762-6993743055445216678?l=mountainmama-new.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~4/7aXBvuoMPho" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zAug/~3/7aXBvuoMPho/daylilys-another-flower-to-love-last.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mountain Mama)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10LAK1tX3R8/SlJmNUMT4nI/AAAAAAAADtc/AiLnfT4Jw4s/s72-c/Daylily+Stella+de+oro.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mountainmama-new.blogspot.com/2009/07/daylilys-another-flower-to-love-last.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
