Hi Guys!
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| Pelican Lake |
Things are rolling along here at home.
Dad trimmed that ridiculous tree out front.
I made my yummy squash soup.
I got to go out to lunch and shopping with a friend,
which I haven't done in forever. It was super fun!
And we went to Layne Bryant, which is a store
for "the full figured woman" (ha!)
and I was so skinny there!
I had to go down a pant size.
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| Pelican Lake |
Spring is springing.
The ice has gone out on the lake.
Twice. For real.
I am hearing birdies in the morning
which is my favorite!
Dad and I took a drive one day so I could
get my nature fix.
Other days we have gone for hikes.
Also my favorite.
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| Pelican Lake |
Dad is working to get his boiler's license.
It will help him at the job he is at now, but
it will also help him to get a better job.
I'm working like a crazy on the music for Easter,
which is both aggravating and such a pleasure!
It feels so good to be doing music again!
It's also a bit unnerving because I feel rusty.
The only way to get good again,
though, is to just do it.
I'm running on the
"fake it til you make it"
theory.
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| Pelican Lake |
This ^^^ is what the lake looked and
sounded like this morning.
It sounded like tiny pieces of glass tinkling together
and kind of squeaking and moaning with the wind.
So, I think for Easter I am going to make yummy
food on the Saturday, and then Sunday after
Sacrament meeting we will drive down to Mankato
to see Sam and have a picnic.
He can't really come home because he doesn't have
Monday off and he has a show Saturday night.
What are you all doing?
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| By Pelican Lake |
I came across this video (below) and really liked it.
I know it's trendy, or whatever, but I feel like she
has some really good points as far as
getting ourselves ready for general conference.
It's a couple of my very favorite weekends of the year.
I love the teaching.
I love the uplift.
I love staying home in my jammies
Whelp,
That's about it.
Life.
Choir.
Work.
Handbells.
Church.
Hike
Skype with Henry.
Repeat.
How about you?
Love you like a crazy!
The Mom
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| Pelican Lake |
PS
Funny true story: I like to put
a poem up here sometimes and thought
of this one.
I remember Grandpa reciting this poem and telling
me it was one he had to memorize in "gradeschool"
(elementary school).
What I DON'T remember is all the talk about
breasts.
What???
Or is it just me?
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
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| Bertram Chain of Lakes |
