Thursday, December 31, 2009
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Snowy Big Falls
These sights, and many more, were worth the trek through the woods! --LKR
Monday, December 28, 2009
Friday, December 25, 2009
Merry Christmas!!!
What Child Is This
What Child is this who, laid to rest
On Mary's lap is sleeping?
Whom Angels greet with anthems sweet,
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing;
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Why lies He in such mean estate,
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christians, fear, for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading.
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing;
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Nails, spear shall pierce Him through,
The cross be borne for me, for you.
Hail, hail the Word made flesh,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing;
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh,
Come peasant, king to own Him;
The King of kings salvation brings,
Let loving hearts enthrone Him.
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing;
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Raise, raise a song on high,
The virgin sings her lullaby.
Joy, joy for Christ is born,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Cool Moon
It was awesome, worth crawling out from under warm blankets and into the freezing air. Hubby was talking about the ring around the moon you see here.
I don't have a wide angle for the camera that does super in low-light, and forget the tripod. As it was, by the time I grabbed my camera, the scene had changed. Thought it still was worth sharing. --LKR
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Happy Thanksgiving!
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Ode To Forgetfulness
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Einstein Entertains...
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Sunday's Song--How Deep The Father's Love To Us
How Deep The Father's Love To Us
How deep the Father’s love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son,
To make a wretch His treasure.
How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring many sons to glory.
Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers.
It was my sin that held Him there,
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life,
I know that it is finished.
I will not boast in anything,
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ,
His death and resurrection.
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart,
His wounds have paid my ransom.
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart,
His wounds have paid my ransom.
Friday, October 30, 2009
A Wonderfully Warm Day
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Another H1N1 Vaccine Warning
Friday, October 23, 2009
Here We Go Again...
Monday, October 19, 2009
It Had To Be Snakes
Friday, October 16, 2009
Vaccination Complications
The swine flu vaccination contains 25,000 times the amount of thimerosal, a known neurotoxin, than would even be considered toxic in food and water. This vaccine can trigger Guillain-Barre Syndrome, another neurological disorder. As I cautioned in a recent post, if you have fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue syndrome, or other neurological illnesses, you especially should steer clear from this vaccine. --LKR
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Prayers, Please
This is a bit of a tear jerker but worth it. Please pray for Zach and his family. Thanks! --LKR
Yesterday...
Monday, October 12, 2009
Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow???
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Swine Flu
Here's to a less stressful flu season!!! --LKR
Friday, October 9, 2009
Swine Flu And Vitamin D
Eat healthy, stay away from processed and junk foods, take good quality natural supplements like thymus, and you're on your way to strengthening your immune system and having a healthier life! --LKR
Swine Flu Vaccine
If you have fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue syndrome, or other neurological illnesses, you especially should steer clear from this vaccine. [Yes, fibromyalgia is neurological, while chronic myofascial pain syndrome, often diagnosed as fibromyalgia but often occuring with it, is muscular.]
This flu shot contains a known neurotoxin, and contains 25,000 times the amount that would be considered toxic in water or food levels!!!
There are much safer things you can do to avoid the flu! Be smart, not scared! --LKR
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Graceful Lippizaner Stallions
The history in this is fascinating, as well. Enjoy!!! --LKR
(The long version, followed by a short version if you don't have the time or are not as interested in it's history):
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
~First Frost~
Monday, September 28, 2009
Cold Front Blowing In...
"Burrrr!"
"Ah! It's COLD out there!"
"Ugh!"
If they weren't totally awake before they reached for the door knob at 6:44 am, they sure were by the time they stepped out through the door!
Don't worry, I had my moment too while running out to bring poochie back inside. "Ahhhh!" I shrieked as unexpected freezing pellet raindrops blew at me horizontally in the fiercely blowing wind.
How I long for warmer days after this cold front blows through, but I don't think we'll get it. If only we could migrate along with the birds and butterflies to warmer winter dwellings!!! --LKR
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Retracing Steps For A Worthy Cause
Update: This morning, he's all curled up and looks pretty normal. White Pine Wildlife Rehab Center is still going to take him in.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Raspberries
Soon, frost will be ruining any remaining, ripening fruit. I'm just hoping for a good loooong Indian summer to make up for the lack of usual warmth we normally have in June, July, and August! --LKR
Friday, September 18, 2009
Why Did They...?
Why did they cross that road? What made them do it? Obviously, the grass was not greener on the other side of the road--for either of them, at least!
Maybe it was a lack or food, curiousity, or the search for a winter home that caused these critters to trek over treacherous turf. Who'll ever know? They aren't telling! --LKR
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Quiche, Anyone?
Let's see, the zucchinis, tomatoes, and onion were sauteed; side pork (cooked) was "crumbled"; cheddar, havarti, and muenster were added to milk and eggs and mixed together. Oh, yes, some basil and oregano were also tossed in. Normally I like to use fresh herbs, but our basil is recovering from when we were away on our (2,827 mile) "road trip", and we haven't had oregano in our garden since we've lived here. Guess this was the only part of the recipe I actually followed: Bake at 350 for about 45 minutes.
The kids were fighting over who would get the largest pieces. None of them asked what they were eating until after all crumbs were consumed. The smiles quickly turned to shock and disbelief. I'm not exactly sure what they've heard about quiche, before, but it must not have measured up! --LKR
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Early Mornings, Once Again!
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Manasquan
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Mom's Virág (Flowers)
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Sunday's Song--Battle Hymn of the Republic
Battle Hymn of the Republic
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on.
I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel;
“As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Since God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet;
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free;
[originally …let us die to make men free]
While God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on.
He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave;
So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave,
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.
--Julia Howe, 1861
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
He's a Jolly Good Fellow!
Satisfied I knew where he hung his hat when he wasn't out hunting, I ran back inside. Looking him up on the internet, the kids and I learned that he's a harmless eastern hognose snake, so named for his upturned nose.
We learned these snakes are one of the best animal actors around. If puffing up its body doesn't scare you and he continues to feel threatened, he may strike at you--with his mouth closed. In spite of his appearance, this snake's species is known to be the least likely to bite! While working out in my gardens, I've often felt a "tap" at one of my legs and now wonder if we've ever encountered each other before!
Another trick he will perform is to roll over onto his back and play dead. He'll open his mouth and hang his forked tongue out to try and convince you of his death. The dead giveaway (pun intended!) is if you pick up his limp body and place him on his belly, he'll roll onto his back, again!
This beneficial fellow has rid of us mice, moles, and sadly frogs, toads, and crickets. They may also eat birds, bird eggs, smaller snakes, and dead animals. He has become an honored guest taking up residence in our yard. --LKR
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Sunday's Song--Faith Of Our Fathers
Faith Of Our Fathers
Faith of our fathers, living still
In spite of dungeon, fire and sword,
O how our hearts beat high with joy
Whene'er we hear that glorious word!
Faith of our fathers! holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death!
Our fathers, chained in prisons dark,
Were still in heart and conscience free;
And blest would be their children's fate,
If they, like them should die for thee:
Faith of our fathers! holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death!
Faith of our fathers, we will strive
To win all nations unto thee;
And through the truth that comes from God
Mankind shall then indeed be free.
Faith of our fathers! holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death!
Faith of our fathers, we will love
Both friend and foe in all our strife,
And preach thee, too, as love knows how
By kindly words and virtuous life.
Faith of our fathers! holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death!
--Frederick W. Faber, 1849