Christmas is Coming

Christmas is coming, with just a week to go. Will we be ready and have new fallen snow? Life is busy and the nights are all aglow. It’s Jesus birthday soon, this we all know.

The pressure was mounting and I had a hard time concentrating on the task at hand. On my daily walk that morning, I said a prayer asking the Lord to relieve the weight and replace it with a clear mind. Almost immediately I could see exactly what to do and without doubt I began to move forward. It made all the difference. Taking one step at a time, I am getting there. Just ask and Jesus will lift your burdens, too. It doesn't matter whether they large or small. Confidence and a friend to help, makes life easier. Merry Christmas!!

Pecan Pie, Cant Pass it Up

I can’t pass up a good pecan pie. It’s my one major, ‘can’t’ leave it guy. Checking the pastry shelf with an all searching eye Got to select one and buy, for my high. Bye!

Breann's pecan pie was the winner this year. Even though we had several, hers topped the must have list. She is becoming quite the pecan pie maker and the first thing we request from her. I have loved this delicious pie, consisting of mostly nuts, eggs and corn syrup since my high school days. During the pep club pledge week, when we have a greenie to convince how much she really wants to be a Minerette, I even asked mine (Andrea Lendaris) to make me one. I ate most of it all by myself.

Coats of Many Colors

I've been looking for the most beautiful tree. It seems the Flowering Pear holds onto its leaves up to December. Each bitter cold night deepens their colors from green, to yellow, orange, red, burgundy. Some lucky trees appear to be related to Joseph, who had the amazing Technicolor dream coat. This tree is around the bend of a winding road and catches your eye in all its glory. When others are barren many continue to grow more beautiful by the day.

The pear tree holds on to its leaves to the end. A coat of many colors is its dividend. Did these trees for all the same hair color spend? Soon they’ll be bare, with winter around the bend.

These honey colored "Lombardy Poplar?" trees all in a row look like they used the same beautician and hair color. Isn't it funny?

Up In the Air Junior Birdman, Henry

When the children were little, especially Jory. We would lay on our backs on the trampoline with feet up in the air balancing little children on our feet as they faced us laying on their tummy. We sang the song, Up in the Air Junior Birdman' and fly them around. I don't know where I learned the song or if it really is one. The kids loved it and we spent hours helping them fly, not just on the trampoline but even on the living room floor.

I just Googled the song and found that it is a Scout song. It goes this way: Up in the air, Junior Birdman Up in the air, upside down Is it a bird, plane or Superman? No It's Junior Birdman upside down. And when you hear the grand announcement That his wings are made of tin, You can be sure Junior Birdman. My words were a little different, but the tune is the same.

Henry was an airplane pilot for Halloween. I didn't even play the game with him, but will in the very near future. It is funny how you forget the things you did with your children until something jars you memory. He will love to ride in the air. Hopefully, you do fun things with your grand children, too.

It's November & First Frost Now!

Farewell warm days, November is here. Time to vote, pay taxes, and yards to clear. Watch our winning teams and lots of cheer. Grateful hearts with Thanksgiving near.

It was the first frost of fall, Shriveling everything to small. We’re lucky it took so long to call Now we can move on. That’s all.

Usually first frost is the end of September or early October, but this year we didn't have it until November 6th. What an amazing autumn. Can't complain about it. No, not one bit. Thank you, Heavenly Father.

A Zinger of a Zipline

Do you every look at an offer for adventure and think, "Wow, that would be fun!" Then you wonder, 'Could I do that?' You continue to see the same ad and start to mull over it your mind of actually doing it. Well, Groupon does that to you. I constantly get emails from them, many are the same. The Zipline adventure looked fun. After five months of looking at the photo, I jumped at the chance when the price dropped and there was an extra 20% off.

We drove past these towers coming home from Midway a month ago and wondered what they were. Little did we know, standing on them would be our fate in a very short time. Allan was game to try it, so I made the appointment when the weather was pleasant. The early morning was quiet on the roads and canyons beautiful, though colorful leaves were mostly gone.

Our ten party group had three couples and a family of four. We were the oldest, but no one said, "Wow, how old are you guys?" Instead we suited up in our harnesses and helmets. They trained us in the ways we should go and told us not to depart from it. A test line from a ten foot platform, showed our abilities.

We were shuttled to the first tower and scaled up choosing our positions. Oh, the view from the top of the lake and mountains was amazing. The calm waters and cool blue sky, kept us on task. With a busy highway not far away, many pulled off the road to watch us careen from pole to pole. There were five in all.

"We went on the Utah Zipline tour. It was scary and exciting that's for sure. They strapped us in tight and secure. After riding the line, we now want for more."

Perfect Picture Faux Paux

I asked Al to take a picture of our grandson kicking at the second half of his football game. He is the team kicker #33 and pretty good, too. We have new phones and it takes a while to figure each one out. The camera is touchy and he doesn't take as many photos as I do. I often grab his phone and take the picture if I see something and don't have mine. This is what he got. Yeah, it's his hairy leg.

Here is a poem to go with it: Our grandson's the kicker on his football team. I asked Al to get a shot of the kick-off, oh to dream! With his new I-phone he missed the main stream and got his hairy leg. What a scream! He got it right the next time as he picked up steam.

When he teases me about taking photos, I will remind him about his. Mine have been just at bad at times, but it still is fun to rub it in. By the way, they won the game.