Friday, April 24, 2015

Sitting On The Corner

My sweetheart and I have been very busy with the restoration of my little, vintage trailer.  Through the past days I have been in and out of the house many times to discuss details or check on the progress of big changes that are happening almost daily.  My little dog – Joey – has gone in and out with me.  We’ve had unseasonably warm and sunny days for the past week or so.  Joey isn’t especially interested in my trailer, but he loves the sun!  We live on the corner of a busy street and Joey knows he needs to stay out of the street.  One day this last week when I was ready to return to my work in the house, I didn’t see him in the yard nearby.  I usually know where to find him when he’s not right there close to us.  Sure enough!  He had gone out of the yard and was sitting on the sidewalk – on the corner – to watch the world go by!  As I walked over to him I asked him what he was doing.  Of course he didn’t answer me but I knew all along what he was doing – he was ‘sitting on the corner.  Watching all the girls go by’!  Do you remember that old song? 
Standing on the corner
Watching all the girls go by
Standing on the corner
Watching all the girls go by
Brother you don't know a nicer occupation
Matter of fact, neither do I
Than standing on a corner watching all the girls
Watching all the girls, watching all the girls go by
JoeyWe’ve been making progress on my vintage trailer.  I just posted new photos of some of the changes that are happening.  Come on over and see what we’ve been working on.  The tab at the top of my blog, ‘Daffodil – My Vintage Trailer,’ will take you there.

Song:  ‘Standing On The Corner’
Written by Frank Loesser

Saturday, April 18, 2015

My Friday Tablescape

BJs Table Some of my blog friends feature wonderful tablescapes on their blogs.  Their tables are beautiful and the food often becomes an artistic part of their settings.  Yesterday, while visiting my dear blog friend, BJ, at Sweet Nothings – and enjoying her tablescape (above) -  I wondered if  you might like to see my lovely dining room table as it is ‘set’ right now.
Tablescape 1 Notice the lovely – rather large – centerpiece.  That’s the end closet wall for my little vintage trailer.  Daffodil is ‘under construction’ and her parts and pieces have been showing up on my dining room table for priming and painting.  Next to the ‘centerpiece’ you will notice the accessories.
Tablescape 2 There’s more.  Lovely table linens and pretty silverware are missing from my table but you will find drop cloths and paint rags, stir sticks and a brush waiting for someone to return to add more paint.
Tablescape 3This is only one of the ‘tablescapes’ in my dining room over the past couple of weeks.  The big closet wall graced my table for a couple of days.  Before that, the upper kitchen cabinets, followed by the lower cabinet made their way into this space.  It was too cold and rainy outside for this project so we brought them inside where it's warm and comfortable.  It makes quite a nice workspace!

Please come back again soon.  Daffodil is changing every day.  She is about to burst into full bloom.  I’ll show you what’s happening early next week.  I think you’ll like what you see!

(Sweet Nothings photo used by permission)

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Road Trip

Life has been very busy over the past weeks.  At times it seemed I needed to be several different places at the same time!  In the middle of it all my sweet heart and I had a chance to get away and have a special weekend with family. Last month we made a trip to the southern Oregon coast but this is as close as we got!
BeachWe were there for a very special event.Coos Bay Trip - Sign Our oldest grandson is a star basketball player for his high school team.  Their hard work through the season paid off and they went on to play in the state championship playoff tournament.  We were able to be there to cheer them on.  We were so proud of the team - especially our grandson!
Rylan - Basketball
Rylan - State Tournament - Creswell
Rylan - State Tournament - Dayton At times it almost seems as if he can fly!
Rylan - State Tournament - Dayton 4 Mr. R’s team wasn’t expected to go to the tournament at all and many people didn't expect them to continue to the end.  They were rated in last place among the tournament teams – but, they fought hard, put everything they had into their games and finished in third place in the state!
Coos Bay Trip - Rylan and TrophyAt the end of every game, after they have greeted the other teams and their coaches, Mr. R’s team always gathers at center court for prayer.  It always touches my heart to see these neat, young men and their coaches giving thanks to their Heavenly Father, no matter the outcome of the game.
Coos Bay Trip - Team Prayer It was fun to to be with our son, our dear daughter-in-law and their two oldest sons.  (Their youngest son and two-year-old daughter were at home with their other grandma.) And it was fun to share and celebrate a very special time in the life of our grandson.  Coos Bay Trip - FamilyWe had such a good time together and we’re all making plans to return to the tournament next year!  The team will have to earn their way back, but there’s no doubt in our minds that they will be there again – and so will we!  My cousin and her hubby live in the area where the tournament is always held.  We stayed with them and we’ve reserved their guestroom for tournament time next year!

(some photos courtesy of the Coos Bay World website)

Sunday, April 5, 2015

Then Came The Morning

Easter 2014
They all walked away, nothing to say,
They'd just lost their dearest friend.
All that He said, now He was dead,
So this was the way it would end.
The dreams they had dreamed were not what they'd seemed,
Now that He was dead and gone.
The garden, the jail, the hammer, the nail,
How could a night be so long.

The angel, the star, the kings from afar,
The wedding, the water, the wine.
Now it was done, they'd taken her son,
Wasted before his time.
She knew it was true, she'd watched him die too,
She'd heard them call Him just a man,
But deep in her heart, she knew from the start,
Somehow her Son would live again.

Then came the morning, night turned into day;
The stone was rolled away, hope rose with the dawn.
Then came the morning, shadows vanished before the sun,
Death had lost and life had won, for morning had come.


He is not here; He has risen, as He said [He would do].
Come, see the place where He lay.
Matthew 28:6

Song: ‘Then Came The Morning’
Words and music by Bill and Gloria Gaither
Scripture from The Amplified Bible

Saturday, April 4, 2015

Easter Greetings

Easter GreetingsWhere man sees but withered leaves,
God sees sweet flowers growing. 
…Albert Laighton…

Happy Easter, dear friends.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Making An Appearance

It’s been well over a month since I last shared a blog post.  A lot has happened and, at times, life seemed to run over me big time!  Not long after Christmas the flu hit me with a vengeance.  I was down for the count for nearly two weeks and coughing hard for what seemed forever afterwards.  During much of that time I couldn’t have any personal contact with my dear, little mother.  That nasty ‘bug’ would have been the undoing of her.  I honestly don’t know what I would have done if my sweetheart had been down, too.  He was my Rock of Gibraltar.  My anchor in the storm.  The only one I knew could take care of my dear mother’s needs with the same care I would have given her.  He called her, checked on her, sat and visited with her, took her to church, took her shopping and took her to an appointment with her eye doctor.  During that time I was absolutely amazed how much information is stored in my head related to her history and her care – information I shared in depth with him, as needed.Night MoonLife in general was cancelled for me until I was on my feet again – and when I stopped coughing enough to return to some kind of ‘normal’.  We celebrated our wedding anniversary not long after I was out of bed with the flu.  We went to the Oregon coast for a few days.  I was moving slowly and we didn’t do some of the things we love to do at the coast, but it was a good time away.  Time together.  Time to relax and not be in charge of anything.  Time to rest and enjoy a place that’s dear to my heart.
Lincoln City BeachWe made another trip to a different part of the Oregon coast last month for a very special reason.  I met a dear blog friend from far away.  I’ll share that day with you soon.  It was a day I treasure.  I knew were kindred spirits from the moment we met but I already knew that from her blog, the emails between us and a precious phone call from her when my dear mother was so ill last year.
Haystack RockMy sweetheart and I have also been very busy following what we believe we need to do.  I shared here that my word for this year is ‘Prepare’.  That’s what we’re doing.  We don’t know exactly what we’re preparing for but we are diligently downsizing our ‘stuff’, our lives and our involvements.  We are rethinking many things and it’s a good thing!  In the process I think we’ve become friends with the man at our local Goodwill donation truck!

There has even been some progress with my vintage trailer.  Miss Daffodil has a new coating on her little roof.  My sweetheart painted a bit of the outside to test a paint color.  It was way too bright and there has been much discussion – and a bit of running around to find the perfect shade of yellow.  That’s another story I’ll share on her blog soon.  It will have to wait for a bit, though, because we are waiting for paint that has been ordered.  Plans to complete her interior have been made.  There are so many decisions that need to be made for such a tiny, little trailer! You will see it all, I promise.  When it starts happening I’ll let you be part of the fun.

Over the past weeks there have been times to laugh and share good times together.  And there have been times to let a tear or two slip down my cheeks when life brings struggle.  One thing remains true – in the middle of it all, God is there.  He sees the tears, feels the heaviness of heart, understands when our bodies and our minds are weary.  And He sees our laughter, our joy and those moments that fill us with so much delight we think our hearts can’t contain it.  So, my friends, you may ask where I’ve been and what I’ve been doing.  The answer is simple.  I’ve just been living life – with a very grateful heart!

Sunday, January 25, 2015


ShadowsAll day today I’ve been thinking of the words of  a song I learned when I was a young mother.  It touched my heart then – and it has touched my heart again.  Maybe you need this reminder, too. 

A beautiful piano rendition of this song can be heard here.

You ask me about the mountains
Yes, I’ve climbed them
I’ve felt the sunshine on my shoulder
And the warm winds blow
And you ask me about the valleys
Yes, I’ve been there
Had my heart break in two
Felt the teardrops flow

But I’ve heard footsteps walking in the shadows
And a hand reaching out to tell me He was there
Yes, I’ve heard footsteps walking in the shadows
And a hand reaching out to tell me He was there

Talking about the good life
Friend, I’ve known it
Had my home ring with laughter
Heard my children in prayer
Talking about the bad things
Oh, I’ve been there
Had my world crumble down
And only God would care

Yes, I’ve heard footsteps walking in the shadows
And a hand reaching out to tell me He was there
Yes, I’ve heard footsteps walking in the shadows
And His hand reaching out to tell me He was there 

…for He, God, Himself has said,
I will not in any way fail you
nor give you up
nor leave you without support.
I will not, I will not,
I will not in any degree leave you helpless
nor forsake nor let you down
(relax My hold on you)!
Assuredly not!

Hebrews 13:5 

Song:  ‘I Heard Footsteps
Words and music by Dottie Rambo
Scripture:  Amplified Bible