May 2017 Blog Posts (28)

I HEARD TODAY THAT ONE OF OUR BROTHER'S HERE HAD A MAJOR STROKE ON EASTER SUNDAY. HE IS HOME NOW AND CAN TALK BUT IS IN A WHEELCHAIR. I TRIED TO CALL HIM TODAY BUT HIS PHONE HAS BEEN DISCONTINUED.
PLEASE KEEP BROTHER JAMES STANDINGDEER IN YOU THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS AND HOPE HE MAKES A FULL RECOVERY. FOR ALL WHO KNOW HIM HE IS A VERY WONDERFUL FRIEND AND BROTHER ON HERE.WADO FOR ALL YOUR PRAYERS THOUGHTS AND SMOKE TO BROTHER JAMES.I WILL KEEP YOU UPDATED AS I KNOW ANYTHING.

Getting still and quiet by stepping into an unbounded view . . .

The power of a rock and simple words and painted pictures.. Recently joined Astoria Rocks.. when I joined there were about 40 of us and it has grown to over a 1,000...

So many people painting rocks with ladybugs ships and everything one could imagine... but I painted a few that just held words that hold meanings for me such as Hope, Faith, Courage, and Smile.. today one special little Guy with a beautiful Smile found the Smile Rock...

Through this group I have witnessed Families…

There has been a question I have wrestled with for many years.. As I get older I get tired of relocating this creature that many times creates frustration during the growing season...

So now I pose this question to all of you

What is the benefits of leaving slugs to roam free in gardens??

Do they really have a purpose other than they are a living thing..

This morning I found a young one slithering up the metal pole to my hummingbird feeder..

If you know their…

The Anzac on the Wall

I wandered thru a country town, 'cos I had some time to spare,

And went into an antique shop to see what was in there.

Old Bikes and pumps and kero lamps, but hidden by it all,

A photo of a soldier boy – an Anzac on the Wall.

'The Anzac have a name?' I asked. The old man answered 'No'.

The ones who could have told me mate, have passed on long ago.

The old man kept on talking and, according to his tale,

The photo was unwanted…

Spark Plugs

Giving ourselves permission to be who we are fires up our spark plugs!

I knew the poppies were for our fallen soldiers, but I had no idea of the true meaning!

Today I saw a man selling poppies stop a lady and asked if he could reposition her poppy. While doing so he told that lady she should wear the poppy on their right side; the red represents the blood of all those who gave their lives, the black represents the mourning of…