Sunday, March 25, 2012

Observations of a Weekend

Just a few quick observations from this weekend that may not be much but mean a lot to me.


  • My mom turned 82 years old on Thursday. We had a house full of family on Sunday to celebrate her hanging around to be with us.
  • Grandkids 6 months old and 3 years old really like to be pushed in a swing by Grandpa.
  • My son is planting a garden????!!!!
  • On Sunday mornings when our youngest daughter was 3 she would stare at me while I was sleeping until I woke up and she would remind me it was "Donut Day". Her 3 year old daughter knows Sunday morning is "Donut Day".
  • You know Spring is here when you are mowing the grass on Saturday afternoon.
  • Kansas Jayhawks, Final Four
  • Last Fall our air conditioner compressor went out. We have not fixed it yet. Our windows are open. I forgot how nice it was to open windows instead of switching the thermostat straight from furnace to air conditioner.
  • Re-building the carburetor on an old lawn mower to give to Alex. Pulling the starter rope and it started perfectly on the first pull.

6 comments:

beachteacher said...

It all sounds delightful. And really,...Alex is planting a garden ??? You should use this as a huge symptom of recovery examples in your talks,...because, good gosh,...just saying. : )

Oh those babies sound so wonderful ! Donut day would be big time when you're 3 ! Hey,...it could be bigtime for me now. LOL. Nope,...I'm on the no sugar, low carb, can't even think of it.
And yes,...starting a lawn mower on the 1st pull is quite wonderful in itself. Thanks for sharing it all.

Anonymous said...

Inch by inch, row by row, gonna make this garden grow
All it takes is a rake and a hoe and a piece of fertile ground
Inch by inch, row by row Someone bless these seeds I sow
Someone warm them from below
Til the rain comes tumbling down

Pullin' weeds and pickin' stones,
we are made of dreams and bones
I feel the need to grow my own cause the time is close at hand
Grain for grain, sun and rain I'll find my way in nature's chain
Tune my body and my brain to the music of the land



Plant your rows straight and long,
Temper them with prayer and song
Mother earth will keep you strong if you give her love and care
An old crow watching hungrily from his perch in yonder tree
In my garden I'm as free as that feathered thief up there

Anna said...

It sounds like heaven. Good for you and I love that Alex is planting a garden.

Lou said...

You are one blessed Dad..I mean, Grandpa!!

Syd said...

Good for Alex with the garden. Happy birthday to your mom. It all sounds great, Ron.

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Looking after them makes them feel protected. That is a nice attitude.