New Years

Everything was great for the holidays. First off, to be in a new house was a uplift of the most supreme kind! Nadia just couldn't stop decorating and buying more decorations. I have to admit that I became very fond of the snowman theme, We had fun but we missed Denise. She was stuck in London. First it was business, then snow and then business again. It just didn't seem the same without her. Everyone else made it but Titus and Tim. Tim is close by but in another "life". School gets a bit consuming. I am thankful he has the GI bill however.
Speaking of school- Teri is at the top of her class in Chemistry. I didn't even take it in HS so I am proud of her. Her next step is Drivers School next month and on to driving. My last child will be driving.
As careful and precise as she is, I know she will make a great driver.
Pearl and Alex are heading for Belarus next month. We have searched for all the warmest clothes we could find.They are there for just 2 months.

Just around the corner

Christmas is just around the corner and I've been dwelling on the thought of how different it is from last year. So much has happened and so many things have been shaken up this past year. It's been one of those years of change that takes a lot of grace to pass through with grace and faith. I was thinking about how I have quite a list I need to compile for the New Year.
I will have to do it in stages. The biggest thing that comes to mind is that we finally moved. With all of the changes in our work here and our co workers goals changing,, it seemed our possibilities were slim. Our home was in a state of disrepair that we didn't seem to be able to handle. So, with Nadia and Justin's brave venture into the world of "home ownership" we finally moved from Doral Sept. 1st. It was a battle 'til the last day but when we heard the news that the loan went thru, I was in awe and still am.
I am getting to know my grandkids a lot better. I feel that that I am getting more mileage out of life and giving to people that appreciate the "gift". I can't explain it well but the circumstances of the last stage of my life seemed to be mottled with spots of "ingratitude". We all want to be pouring into people  and  life projects that are lasting and meaningful. It's just nice to be in a better place and rounding out.

Camping

A day out in the wild is always good for one's soul. It was hard to get away at first as I am also getting ready to go to California for a  week but we did it! It is still a bit muggy here in Houston but still there was a lot to enjoy.
First, a complaint. I absolutely hate air mattresses. It is hard enough for me to bend down and crawl into a little tent but then ti be jostled around and have my balanced threatened. It is a bit too much. I found if I settle in and lay absolutely still, it is endurable. I really do have to find something else however.
The grilled dinner was fantastic, excluding the one chicken leg that fell into the fire. Kiona took an unannounced shortcut and got lost for 15 minutes. That was a bit of excitement as it was dark. The Hoot (Screech) owls kept me awake quite a bit and basically I lay awake listen to all the wonderful night sounds, thinking of how alive the forest was all around. I began to feel smaller and smaller. I WAS SURROUNDED!
The next day, we woke early on for a bike ride to Lake Isabel. It was a 3 mile trip, made a LOT more exciting by a wild boar dashing across our path. She either didn't like us or she was in a big hurry to get someplace. The only time I have ever seen a boar up close was Kochi. We were traveling the mountain road between Kochi and Matsuyama and stopped at a Sport Shop for food. They had cages of wild boars that men could come and buy. Then the boar would be turned loose and they would hunt them. I thought that was terrible sportsmanship but Japanese are always in such a hurry and so efficient.
The lake itself was small. It is actually a bog lake, surrounded by  Bald Cypress trees. It was actually the most beautiful lake I have ever seen and so clean. We laid on the dock and watched the fish. I am sure there was lots of wildlife there but they were hiding, all except the swamp rabbit. which wouldn't go away.

We took a walk around and I was surprised as the area had suffered a firs and the trees had burn marks around the bottom. They all still lived though. There were also woodedn troughs discarded which looked remarkably like the gold sluices I would run across on the Yuba river. I am sure there wasn't gold in the bog. Anyway it was a mystery. I am sure it has a history.
Since I had the small city bike, I barely made it back. I felt every bump. I am thinking I need a Mountain Bike- granny style.
Anyone up for camping? I have a year's membership at the Wilderness park and can take 3 extra people!

PS to Spider lillies

Now for the real spider. I was raised in Northern California and meeting up with Black Widow spiders and rattle snakes was nearly an everyday occurrence. One time in particular was when our dog had puppies under the house and I had to crawl way back under to get them all out. There were black widows hanging everywhere and I was crawling 50 feet or so and back to get the puppies. I have not seen one for approximately 50 years. Today I was quietly sitting on the park bench at Jesse Jones Park. The kids had been playing after our hike and had just come back from the slide. I was leaning to the side and put my hand down on the bench by Jude when I felt something soft and squishy. Now, that can be anything when you are taking care of a  2 year old. My finger was just a bit down in the crack of the bench. I looked and saw a big spider egg and a Black Widow spider just next to it. She looked as if she wasn't too happy to see a big finger smashing  her babies. I was in shock as I had not seen one in so many years and it was too close to me and my Grandson Jude. I picked up a stick and chased it. I was explaining how poison it was but Jude wanted to touch it so bad. I had to quickly smash it and then he still wanted to touch it. So, I had to give him one of Grandma's scary lectures. I have to be so quick when I am with Jude. I had to grab him with one arm and smash the spider with the other. I just am terrified of those awful creatures. I really didn't think they lived in Texas- at least this part.

Spider lillies

I have always had these beautiful red spider lillies in my garden every year. We just have a few days left before we turn in the keys to our old place. I was down on my hands and knees the other day, looking to see if there were any signs of lillies. There was not. I had seen some blooming down at the Arboretum just a few miles away so I figured we just missed them for some reason this year. I had just wanted them to bloom one more time. It has been 2 weeks since I saw the ones at the Arboretum.
Well, this morning as I returned to the old house to get a few more things we left behind, I was greeted by a whole bed of lillies. Goodness, where did they come from so quickly? God does such sweet little things for us to cheer us up and make our lives richer.

Well, I am heading back to the old place with a shovel tomorrow and the lillies will be moving with me too.

Ah.....changes galore!

Right about now, I could be sitting on a nice soft carpet before a roaring fire- probably either in Northern Italy or the Swiss Alps.   Let me pinpoint that to either Asiago in Italy or Chamonix in France. A good book would be great and of course, plenty of hot chocolate. Snow falling outside would be a great touch. If these moments were as easy to order up as food on a menu.
Anyway, the good news is that I am sitting on a couch right next to a fireplace. I hear it is the gas type and I haven't checked it out to see if it already has one of those logs that never need to be replenished. I will miss the real fires but I will not miss my  episodes of getting the logs squeezed into the fire place. Too often last year, my feeble efforts resulted eventually in a warm house, complete with smoke and fire marks around the fireplace where they just should not have been. It was so cold last year. I could not stay warm without a fire.
Well this is my second night sleeping in a new place. I have many memories of the many homes I have lived in all my life. Each one had something special to enjoy and for me to develop warm fuzzy feelings about.
Everybody needs these kinds of places and a place to call home.

Moving Days

I am thrilled to be moving and to be surrounded by family. I still have things in the old house, including me, but hopefully we will be moved this week. It seems we do move now about every 8 years. I will miss this place and all the beauty of it. I just wish the house wasn't falling apart. Old houses just need so much care at every turn. I was outside today disassembling my dog kennel. I had forgotten how well I had assembled it in the beginning.  did a great job on the pavestones.


 Valorie is still in the hospital. It is great to have them all closer so I can help with the kids. I feel like a grandparent again. The last time I stood waiting for a school bus was when I was in High School. Yes, that was the 60's. Hopefully Valorie will be home soon but she is in good hands there at Texas Children's Hospital.