Saturday, April 21, 2012

Medicine Man home





He's home!!! from the stan....  His mom and crew drove down to see him and spend a few days lov'n on him.  I have to wait til he gets home home leave before I can do the same.  Doesn't matter... I'm just so happy to have him back on American soil.  aaah crap, I'm going to cry about this...  

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Wisdom





 An old Cherokee told his grandson, "My son, there is a battle between two wolves inside us all. One is evil. It is jealousy, greed, resentment, inferiority, lies, and ego. The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy and truth." The boy thought about it and asked, "Grandfather, which wolf wins?" The old man quietly replied, "The one you feed."
~Author unknown

Monday, April 2, 2012

Medicine Man




He's coming home this spring, my grandson, a Navy corpsman deployed in Af'ganstn.  We are all pretty excited.
I've worn a dog tag with his name, and a St Chris on a chain since he left months ago.  They klink together, which makes me sound like a bell cow most of the time.  Have gotten so used to wearing it and having a good thought when I hear it klink that I'm not sure I can dispense with my talisman when he's back on American soil.  

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Clear and Sunny

It's a beautiful sunny day after a week of thunder boomers, cold rain, and North wind, and I'm off to enjoy it. Think it's the Leo in me or what...  

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Some days

Some days are just full of living.  Early this morning I went to a breakfast for the oldest grand girl's signing of her letter of intent for her college of choice.  She's going with a full scholarship to a small college in the Midwest. 
Then back to the bunkhouse for a few chores....actually more time was spent finishing a tome I've been reading.  In the afternoon it was off to a neighboring small town for a grand's ballgame.  Setting in an old folding chair, watching the game, when the sun came breaking thru the clouds accompanied by a gentle breeze, ahhh. Came home and took a coffee break in the rocker on the porch, when I heard what sounded like a heifer talking motherhood.  After a bit the grandson came by beeping his horn.  "Come quick granny, the black heifer is calving."  Off we went, and yes there was a new baby in the corral. 
Tonight one of the grands far away sent me a text, just to say she loves her granny.
 A good day all around.