Winter Snaps

Posted on 6 January 2012 | 5 responses

Sarah the Mule

Posted on 5 January 2012 | 2 responses

This is Sarah. Well, part of Sarah. She is a mule that has been living at my parents’ house for a little while now. She’s just visiting though, as far as I know. Dad borrowed her from a friend to take on a hunting trip. I visited her when I was home a few weeks ago. Mom told me that if I would just walk out to the south gate Sarah would hear me and greet me.

Greet me, she did, with a loud whinny. I gathered up a bit of dry grass and fed it to her, flat-palmed like Paw Paw taught me when I was little and he had those three huge white horses. Sarah is a friendly mule and has a lot more personality than some that I’ve dealt with in the past. We used to have mules at the house, but it’s been a while since Dad owned one. When I asked him, “Why mules and not horses?” he explained that a mule will not walk you off the side of a mountain. I don’t know much about riding and I’m certainly not going to ride a mule to the edge of a cliff to test this theory, so I’ll just go with what he said.

Dad and I are “phase” people. We get into hobbies in phases, stay there for a little while, then move on. Sometimes we come back to them, sometimes we don’t. With my dad I can think of a few phases that he went through in the time that I lived at home. Mules, noodlin’, sheep, backhoes. Me…crochet, collage, shadow boxes, hydroponic gardening. It’s funny. Okay, maybe just to me. But in this way I am definitely more like my dad than my mom, who can stick with a few hobbies for a lifetime and be absolutely content — and semi-professional at them.

I like Sarah and hope she sticks around. She’s the perfect subject to photograph because she stands there, eager to be rubbed on the neck, and doesn’t complain about the snap snap snap of my camera.

Goodness and mercy

Posted on 4 January 2012 | No responses

♥ Psalm 23
♥ new camera lenses (that I am chomping at the bit to try out!)
♥ 4-day work week
♥ Downton Abbey
♥ a good story
♥ clean starts
♥ I will fear no evil
♥ turning on the radio and hearing the perfect song
♥ dormant trees
♥ the gentle sound of a stream
♥ finding out how couples met
♥ beauty in the tiniest detail

Christmas in Our Home

Posted on 3 January 2012 | No responses

Forgive me for being a bit late with this, though still appropriate I suppose since we’re in the middle of Christmastide, but I did want to share it sometime before July. I wasn’t as quick to put up our Christmas decorations this year due to health issues. They’re still up though. Ornaments have been removed from the tree, but that’s about as far as I’ve gotten. (The packing up and putting away I leave to my husband.) Our tree next to our fake fire made for a cozy scene this Christmas. With John Rutter music playing in the background it was a peaceful time.

This year we kept it pretty simple, however, I did manage to set up my new nativity that I bought at a craft show a few months ago. I got a white pearl version of the same set that my granny had while I was growing up. Next to it I placed the hymnal that I grew up with (got one for myself a few weeks back). All together it’s very nostalgic for me and perfect for Christmastime.

The shepherds and animals are out of sight in this photo.

Listening Lately

Posted on 2 January 2012 | No responses

My music listening happens in spurts. A mood will strike me and I’ll be stuck on one thing for a while. It’s sometimes based on what I’m reading or watching at the time (yes, occasionally I’ll have a reading playlist), but mostly the music I listen to is stuff that I happen upon. Like when I’m shopping and I hear some lyrics that make me stop and then I have to save them on Evernote so I’ll remember to Google them when I get home (happens more often than you might think).

Here are just a few gems I’ve been listening to lately. And some rambling.

EEE! So excited because we’ll be seeing Lady Antebellum in April with Darius Rucker and Thompson Square. Particularly excited about Darius Rucker because I have loved him since…

(So maybe I was 10. When I was a “tween” I listened to this. I don’t even think there was a Bieber-like alternative. Except maybe that Kids Bop stuff.)

…and this:

Gah. I spent a good chunk of my sophomore year of college crying silently while listening to this song.

Dear Darius, You have always been on the list of people that I intend to sing a duet with. Maybe someday whenever I get over my intense stage fright and fear of being laughed at, I’ll give you a call.

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