<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278</id><updated>2012-01-23T15:30:24.107-05:00</updated><category term='Gardens in June'/><category term='Fairwinds'/><category term='Underground utilities'/><category term='pollen'/><category term='Sir Waddles'/><category term='Gold'/><category term='Buddy Boy'/><category term='knight'/><category term='sundaes'/><category term='28 feet long'/><category term='strawberry'/><category term='birds'/><category term='Rose Garden'/><category term='weigela shrub office'/><category term='woodard'/><category term='sunrise flood plain office'/><category term='cemetery'/><category term='swamper stomper'/><category term='red bud redbud cows farm'/><category term='Stone Family Band'/><category term='chin'/><category term='Hunter 5-minute fan; Stratford fan; Murphy&apos;s Law'/><category term='bread'/><category term='sneezing'/><category term='Herital High School'/><category term='Knock-Out Rose'/><category term='Music American Idol Classical'/><category term='oak'/><category term='Flag'/><category term='Grace Life International'/><category term='fireflies'/><category term='B. 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Nesbitt'/><category term='Parkside West'/><category term='Malabar'/><category term='Brevard Astronomical Society'/><category term='buttercups'/><category term='Sports Medicine'/><category term='Wedding Veil Spirea; Wethersfield'/><category term='Palm Bay Florida'/><category term='molt'/><category term='blackberry winter azale spirea'/><category term='fireworks'/><category term='Ashley'/><category term='office'/><category term='fields'/><category term='Spirit'/><category term='Sweet Woodruff and a Climber'/><category term='independence day'/><category term='lord'/><category term='views'/><category term='Palm Bay'/><category term='Spirea; Corner of Front Porch; Near Japanese Maples'/><category term='plants'/><category term='Strawberry Festival'/><category term='ashley stepping stones paint'/><category term='orb'/><category term='Cambridge Program'/><category term='huge'/><category term='cow town farm wallpaper border'/><category term='Choice Program'/><category term='Joe Nesbitt'/><category term='School of Choice'/><category term='ghost'/><category term='kitchen'/><category term='melbourne florida'/><category term='sting'/><category term='bees'/><category term='Florida'/><category term='4th of July'/><category term='mantis'/><category term='Flowers'/><category term='Japanese Maples'/><category term='Thomas Jefferson&apos;s Seeds...now bushes'/><category term='buffet'/><category term='Welcome Friends and Family'/><category term='Roof'/><category term='Brevard County'/><category term='lightning bugs'/><category term='Front Yard'/><category term='Cator'/><category term='Spirea; Side Porch'/><category term='Gracie'/><category term='Farewell to Fairwinds; following seas; life&apos;s journey; friendships and family'/><category term='half moon'/><category term='endangered species'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='Erna Nixon'/><category term='tea'/><category term='butterflies'/><category term='Transfer Garden'/><category term='Ruth Woodard Clocks Friendship Western North Carolina Chuck Carland dairy Nesbitt'/><category term='Siberian Irises'/><category term='ruth'/><category term='st. augustine'/><category term='Turkey Creek Sanctuary'/><title type='text'>"Fairwinds" and Following Seas</title><subtitle type='html'>"Fairwinds" will always be my dream home even though we are now living in Florida instead of NC. So...we are in the "Following Seas" part of this blog - our new life on the Space Coast of sunny Florida.  Enjoy this blog. Pleasant comments or questions are welcomed.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-3199243286517533655</id><published>2011-10-22T17:14:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T17:43:50.953-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace Life International'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joe Nesbitt'/><title type='text'>Grace Life and the Nesbitts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PLPzjr-3CqY/TqM2XbgzTLI/AAAAAAAAANs/DVRSSmz1Tzs/s1600/gracelife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666432532312444082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PLPzjr-3CqY/TqM2XbgzTLI/AAAAAAAAANs/DVRSSmz1Tzs/s320/gracelife.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and Jean Nesbitt are now Descipleship Counselors with GraceLife Intl. They have worked long and hard to become qualified to help others seeking Christian counseling. We have known Joe for years and he spent some of those years learning, reading, practicing, understanding, enriching his beliefs and faith in God. He married Jean a couple of years ago. She is an excellent counselor and between the two of them, they now serve together in Asheville NC. They are gracious and kind to be with. Jean reminds me so of our new Duchess of Cambridge, Kate, who has a warm smile and a gentle way of reaching out to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were in NC recently, Joe and Jean were not. We attended the wedding of our Grandson Kolby to his lovely new wife Kirstie. A very nice wedding and reception where we were also able to see many friends and family and meet new family members!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We miss Joe and Jean. We are warmed by their faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace Always, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Donna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gracelifeinternational.com/counseling.htm"&gt;http://www.gracelifeinternational.com/counseling.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-3199243286517533655?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.gracelifeinternational.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3199243286517533655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=3199243286517533655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/3199243286517533655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/3199243286517533655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/grace-life-and-nesbitts.html' title='Grace Life and the Nesbitts'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PLPzjr-3CqY/TqM2XbgzTLI/AAAAAAAAANs/DVRSSmz1Tzs/s72-c/gracelife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-1418600193619091542</id><published>2011-06-27T10:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T08:52:45.409-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddy Boy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYIaFkRiSec/TgiXGeabtbI/AAAAAAAAANk/DUR5iut4fwg/s1600/party13_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622910272271005106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYIaFkRiSec/TgiXGeabtbI/AAAAAAAAANk/DUR5iut4fwg/s320/party13_0018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of late I am plagued with tears for two reasons. This is one reason. The other is my PTSD, but that is another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a cat named Buddy Boy who used to live with my neighbors Joe and Karen but moved to the barn when Joe let several cats outside. He became a somewhat feral cat. Every night for several years, I would meet Buddy Boy (my name for him; he was originally named Charlie) on our front porch and feed him, and teach him with great patience, chatter, and some chicken, that it was okay to be touched by me. After about a year we were close enough that I no longer had to wait for him to show up but could instead call him and he would typically show up within minutes, often waiting by the barn ready to sprint at hearing “Buddy Boy!” Buddy Boy and I would sit together, watch stars, see the planes go overhead, listen for coyotes, and even talk about family, friends, politics and the mysteries of life! He was a great listener. Eventually he would sit in my lap on the rocking chair. I built a shelter of chairs and blankets to keep him warm on our porch if he decided to spend the night on our porch. I brought him in once in a while, but it would terrify him and these events were brief. He adopted another cat, a kitten, and guided that kitten in hunting, hiding, and meeting me and Patrick and Ashley and Kolby. His name became Little Guy and we were fortunate to find him a home in NC as he was able to be an indoor cat. But not so with Buddy Boy. Inside still panicked him after three years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dear friend, Karen, agreed to take three of our cats when we moved to Florida. She took Mitzi and Mary Ann (the twins) and they stayed in her home a while, then Mitzi moved to the barn. Buddy Boy stayed in a while, then he moved to the barn. Karen feeds the barn cats, thank goodness, but she says she has not seen Buddy Boy since he went out. This broke my heart, which was already riddled with sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved to Florida and are now living in our new home with two of our cats, Callie and Kitty Karen. Holly and Gracie remain with Joe and Melanie and primarily live outdoors by choice. Callie and Karen live indoors. Uncle Tom now lives with us, with his cat Molly who has never been an outside cat. She is about 10 and has adapted beautifully. Of course, Molly has known Pat and me and Skipper from our many visits to see Tom and Dorothy in Virginia over the last three years. Dorothy passed away last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last week or so, I find my thoughts are focused on Buddy Boy often and suddenly. I do not know why since I tend to be one who pushes sorrow away from my heart so I can move on and come back to deal with it in solemn moments by myself. I have not been able to understand why this is happening recently so often. Two nights ago I had a dream in which I saw Buddy Boy sitting on a table in our bedroom doorway. He looked wonderful. He was watching me so lovingly. He looked solid, not like a spirit. I immediately opened my eyes, but the doorway was empty of table or cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked with Ruth yesterday and she has heard no word about Buddy Boy from Karen, but Karen will be in NC and she will check for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he is a now feral cat with barn feedings, I will not know if he was just stopping by in spirit to say hello and to let me know he is okay, or stopping by in spirit to let me know he has passed on and to say goodbye. I cry as I write this. I love you Buddy Boy, so much! Love, “Mama” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-1418600193619091542?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1418600193619091542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=1418600193619091542' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1418600193619091542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1418600193619091542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/of-late-i-am-plagued-with-tears-for-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYIaFkRiSec/TgiXGeabtbI/AAAAAAAAANk/DUR5iut4fwg/s72-c/party13_0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-8626573786647194443</id><published>2011-05-16T09:48:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T09:56:46.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Orangutan Walk and Pants on the Ground</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1y9Qa-45gs/TdEsC8nXMeI/AAAAAAAAANY/QDDWnAh3qc0/s1600/orangutan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607311440195564002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1y9Qa-45gs/TdEsC8nXMeI/AAAAAAAAANY/QDDWnAh3qc0/s320/orangutan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the last couple of weeks I have been experiencing a seriously strained hip muscle which causes me to favor my right side. In the morning now, I can walk like a human; in the late afternoon, I am imitating more of an orangutan walk -- or so I joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While driving Ashley to school on a recent morning during which my leg and hip were bothering me considerably, I noticed, really noticed, for the first time the walk of a young man wearing low riding, wide leg shorts. The type of pants that became famous or perhaps infamous when American Idol's search for talent presented General Larry Platt and his popular and memorable rap ditty called Pants on the Ground. This rendition tells the story of a young man "looking like a fool with his pants on the ground!" Larry Platt says he sung it because he felt the younger generation was not honoring the sacrifices made by the civil rights movement per CBS Entertainment News in January of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This young man was walking with his legs wide apart to keep the sagging pants from falling to his knees and beyond! This caused me to wonder if this type of wide-stance walking for the sake of vanity will cause him medical issues in older life due to what must be some strain on muscles not previously required for the simple act of walking down a concrete path or sidewalk. Hummm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As babies, we walked with our legs wide apart for balance until we improved our technique with lots of practice and lots of plopping down hard in our diapers to the ground or floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dublin Georgia's mayor announced recently that he would sign an ordinance fining violators $25 for their first offense of extreme low riding pants and too revealing underwear or skin, followed by $200 fine for additional offenses. Now he has, indeed, signed this law that states anyone wearing pants or skirts more than 3" below the tops of their hips and exposing skin or underwear will be cited. There are definitely critics of this new law that the Mayor favored on the grounds of showing respect for one another. No mention of medical impact of this practice long term in the ordinance article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let the young man dress the way he wants. As he ages, he will likely change his style and his gait and avoid lasting effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, my orangutan walk is worrisome to me as it is causing my thigh to hurt from the straining of different muscles. But! But, it is improving and I will not suffer lasting gait effects from this injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's Walk on!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-8626573786647194443?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8626573786647194443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=8626573786647194443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/8626573786647194443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/8626573786647194443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/05/orangutan-walk-and-pants-on-ground.html' title='Orangutan Walk and Pants on the Ground'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1y9Qa-45gs/TdEsC8nXMeI/AAAAAAAAANY/QDDWnAh3qc0/s72-c/orangutan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-6050559956580315186</id><published>2011-05-15T08:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T11:47:34.584-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunter 5-minute fan; Stratford fan; Murphy&apos;s Law'/><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k4lKQJfVeJk/Tc_HoEyuw5I/AAAAAAAAANM/gmO0q6YpJi4/s1600/hunter+fan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="55px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k4lKQJfVeJk/Tc_HoEyuw5I/AAAAAAAAANM/gmO0q6YpJi4/s320/hunter+fan.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are in our new home and still unpacking.&amp;nbsp; But, we are enjoying it all too.&amp;nbsp; Except perhaps for this past Friday the 13th.&amp;nbsp; Murphy's Law was in full effect in our world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I took Ashley to school, a bicyclist turned right in front of us.&amp;nbsp; We stopped in time, but I was not happy about this.&amp;nbsp; That was #1.&amp;nbsp; #2 was a squirrel did the same thing.&amp;nbsp; Again, we were able to get around the squirrel and he survived - he was soooo lucky.&amp;nbsp; #3 arrived when I stopped at Ashley's house and we went in and then I took her, Gandalf, and Skipper to drop her off at school.&amp;nbsp; All going well.&amp;nbsp; Since I was only going to Melbourne once that day, I drove back to her dad's to drop off Gandalf.&amp;nbsp; That is when #4 struck - my keys to get into the house were in the house!&amp;nbsp; Drat.&amp;nbsp; And I did not have Gandalf's meds despite my now driving&amp;nbsp;to our house with both dogs.&amp;nbsp; Gandalf loved this as he got to spend the whole day in Grammy &amp;amp; Grandad Daycare.&amp;nbsp; All this occurred in about an hour.&amp;nbsp; Still had not connected it was Friday the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PuiJwDHVB5k/Tc_He8cpdjI/AAAAAAAAANI/qkr_jlBMgVg/s1600/hunter+fan+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PuiJwDHVB5k/Tc_He8cpdjI/AAAAAAAAANI/qkr_jlBMgVg/s1600/hunter+fan+white.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Onward to home events.&amp;nbsp; Pat and I decided to put up our first Hunter 5-Minute Stratford fan.&amp;nbsp; Along came #5, an appropriate number considering this was the "5-Minute Fan"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The "red" wire which was never ever mentioned in the Hunter instructions defied us.&amp;nbsp; We got the wires&amp;nbsp;together and turned it on...SPARKS!&amp;nbsp; Quickly turned off.&amp;nbsp; Charred spot on metal plate.&amp;nbsp; Drat, double drat, that mysterious red wire.&amp;nbsp; To the web for info on this.&amp;nbsp; Others had encountered the same problem and gave options.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;After fooling with this for about 2 hours (for a 5-minute fan), we gave up for the day but not before dropping a screw from the fan directly into the fan!&amp;nbsp; Oh well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The rest of the day was, in general, non-Murphys's Law.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Saturday morning Pat got the fan up and the fan and the light work great.&amp;nbsp; We love it!&amp;nbsp; Thank God it was now Saturday the 14th!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-6050559956580315186?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6050559956580315186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=6050559956580315186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/6050559956580315186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/6050559956580315186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/05/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k4lKQJfVeJk/Tc_HoEyuw5I/AAAAAAAAANM/gmO0q6YpJi4/s72-c/hunter+fan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-994791380071538866</id><published>2011-03-20T17:06:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T18:27:00.408-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cambridge Program'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herital High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parkside West'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports Medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brevard County'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palm Bay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Choice Program'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida'/><title type='text'>Heritage High School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eIUt7n-J1A8/TYZnJjkS6gI/AAAAAAAAAM0/EE0Yu9u7B-c/s1600/heritagebuilding.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-61dUIuCj9bA/TYZksUED0OI/AAAAAAAAAMs/aMOaaFJICIE/s1600/heritage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="95px" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-61dUIuCj9bA/TYZksUED0OI/AAAAAAAAAMs/aMOaaFJICIE/s400/heritage.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/kySwyJ5hccU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kySwyJ5hccU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kySwyJ5hccU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley will be attending Heritage High School in Palm Bay next year in one of Florida's Choice programs. Heritage is fairly new, having its first senior class this coming year. ﻿Ashley was accepted to Heritage's dual programs - Cambridge AICE and Sports Medicine. No small accomplishment. Her equivalent 5/5 FCAT testing and her 4.0 GPA earned her the privilege. The coming year will be exciting for her and I am sure we will have many posts on this blog regarding Heritage. For now, let me share a bit about&amp;nbsp;Heritage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are&amp;nbsp;pictures of this $80 million school that is at least partially funded by the Florida Lottery program and which is built on a&amp;nbsp;65-acre campus and comprised of 10 buildings. In the Cambridge AICE Program Ashley will be part of a "cohort," a partnership of the students and teachers knitted tightly together &amp;nbsp;for the core classes in an academy setting with courses that will ultimately&amp;nbsp;apply as college credits.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Many of her teachers will have their Masters' Degrees. Part of her graduation requirements are 75 hours of volunteer service and this also applies to her earning the Bright Futures Scholarship funded by the Lottery.&amp;nbsp; Since Ashley is considering being a doctor, the school will work with her to find some volunteer work in the medical field if possible.&amp;nbsp; Nice.&amp;nbsp; She will also be touring medical schools in Florida&amp;nbsp;on special Sports Medicine field trips. &amp;nbsp;And she will&amp;nbsp;be certified as a National First Responder if she&amp;nbsp;chooses to do this.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YboqzN4v-qY/TYZngqy9k6I/AAAAAAAAAM8/NzRIXc36C0Y/s1600/heritagebuilding.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586266198741193634" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YboqzN4v-qY/TYZngqy9k6I/AAAAAAAAAM8/NzRIXc36C0Y/s320/heritagebuilding.jpg" style="float: left; height: 282px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Vfelradqt5I/TYZoyCCSCWI/AAAAAAAAANE/RAbiHn5XsEI/s1600/heritagebuilding2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; height: 206px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 253px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="138px" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Vfelradqt5I/TYZoyCCSCWI/AAAAAAAAANE/RAbiHn5XsEI/s200/heritagebuilding2.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school colors are Blue/Black/White with the mascot being a Panther.&amp;nbsp; This school adjoins Three Forks Marsh and she is likely to find deer, boar, coyote, alligator and possibly a real panther crossing its grounds from time to time!&amp;nbsp; Patrick and I live on the other side of the school and we have been told many times that we will on occasion find wild animals crossing our neighborhood too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all very exciting.&amp;nbsp; Be sure to watch the video at the top.&amp;nbsp; It is 9 minutes, but shows a lot about the school when it was being built and planned for its first year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go, Ashley, Go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-994791380071538866?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/994791380071538866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=994791380071538866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/994791380071538866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/994791380071538866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/heritage-high-school.html' title='Heritage High School'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-61dUIuCj9bA/TYZksUED0OI/AAAAAAAAAMs/aMOaaFJICIE/s72-c/heritage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-1170338586389418122</id><published>2011-03-20T16:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T16:28:35.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DKaQ3XADF4w/TYZhOBkt-RI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6vhHslTfet8/s1600/amysplacewind.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; height: 255px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; width: 270px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DKaQ3XADF4w/TYZhOBkt-RI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6vhHslTfet8/s1600/amysplacewind.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;Caren and I were chatting about the wind here in Melbourne today.&amp;nbsp; She, through my looking at things in Florida with such newness and wonder, remarked on how often it IS breezy or windy on the Space Coast.&amp;nbsp; Somehow, for her it had become the norm and somewhat taken for granted or overlooked.&amp;nbsp; For Caren, Patrick and I it is wonderful.&amp;nbsp; Gone are the blustery and bitter winds of the winters and early springs &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;in North Carolina now replaced with Florida breezes.&amp;nbsp; March is no longer the, too often, cold and extremely windy month.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;March is now the pleasantly breezy and gusty month.&amp;nbsp; How delightful this is.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;--Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Picture from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-chat/1978848/posts#comment"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-chat/1978848/posts#comment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-1170338586389418122?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1170338586389418122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=1170338586389418122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1170338586389418122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1170338586389418122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/winds.html' title='Winds'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DKaQ3XADF4w/TYZhOBkt-RI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6vhHslTfet8/s72-c/amysplacewind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-5267345960575242270</id><published>2011-03-14T12:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T15:43:02.694-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strawberry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strawberry Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melbourne florida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swamper stomper'/><title type='text'>Strawberry Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u90ow69-oDc/TX4-sQEKtcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/uQp562YuvdQ/s1600/strawberries.jpg" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="124" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583969517933606338" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u90ow69-oDc/TX4-sQEKtcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/uQp562YuvdQ/s320/strawberries.jpg" style="float: left; height: 124px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 165px;" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last weekend we went to the &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strawberry Festival&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (YUM!) at Wickham Park. Caren and Roger, Pat and me. Nice. Chocolate and White Chocolate-covered Strawberries. Pancakes with Strawberries and Whipped Cream. Funnel Cake. Sodas. Dunkin Donut Coffee...and much more. Music by various groups. A kid's amusement area -complete with&amp;nbsp;a &lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swamper Stomper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fun and tasty&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kPrMuiS3I8E/TX4-0aRhcRI/AAAAAAAAAMc/V35NzEFX_cI/s1600/swamper%2Bstomper.jpg" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="320" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583969658112930066" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kPrMuiS3I8E/TX4-0aRhcRI/AAAAAAAAAMc/V35NzEFX_cI/s200/swamper%2Bstomper.jpg" style="float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 317px;" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-5267345960575242270?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5267345960575242270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=5267345960575242270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5267345960575242270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5267345960575242270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/strawberry-festival.html' title='Strawberry Festival'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u90ow69-oDc/TX4-sQEKtcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/uQp562YuvdQ/s72-c/strawberries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-5694532076139391082</id><published>2011-03-14T11:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T15:42:15.059-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erna Nixon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melbourne florida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brevard Astronomical Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stone Family Band'/><title type='text'>Erna Nixon Park's Moonlight Stroll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scribd.com/doc/50554685/Stone-Family-Band-Promo-Flyer" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9pZWH8D-r0Y/TX4xvPp3VKI/AAAAAAAAAMM/OlqKuMzlL-w/s200/stone+family+band.jpg" width="159" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-C-nq0EI_6iY/TX4wJOFnBPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/WSY5T4rzLlU/s1600/ernanixon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-C-nq0EI_6iY/TX4wJOFnBPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/WSY5T4rzLlU/s320/ernanixon.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Erna Nixon Nature Room&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Last Saturday our whole Space Coast family went to Erna Nixon Park's Moonlight Stroll along the boardwalks in the 52 acre wildlife center.&amp;nbsp; Musician's played in the concession pavillion and along the boardwalk itself.&amp;nbsp; Christmas lights lit the way for a while and then it was the stars and moonlight solely along the trail.&amp;nbsp; Lovely.&amp;nbsp; One of the musical groups was the Stone Family Band - parents and children who were all singers and played various instruments.&amp;nbsp; Lovely.&amp;nbsp; It was cool - 56 degrees, but no wind, so it was refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-g4odtLCbhIY/TX42DW2xztI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rhodhGT8Ehs/s1600/moon+half.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-g4odtLCbhIY/TX42DW2xztI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rhodhGT8Ehs/s1600/moon+half.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A very exciting happening at the Moonlight Stroll was the display of multiple sized telescopes in one area presented by the The Brevard Astronomical Society for stargazing and sky watching.&amp;nbsp; Everyone could look through any of them and we did!&amp;nbsp; Fascinating.&amp;nbsp; We could see nebulas,&amp;nbsp;the dark and the light halves of the moon, and many stars.&amp;nbsp; The moon was hypnotic in its&amp;nbsp;clarity and size within two of the telescopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Magical&amp;nbsp;Evening with Family!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-5694532076139391082?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5694532076139391082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=5694532076139391082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5694532076139391082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5694532076139391082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/erna-nixon-parks-moonlight-stroll.html' title='Erna Nixon Park&apos;s Moonlight Stroll'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9pZWH8D-r0Y/TX4xvPp3VKI/AAAAAAAAAMM/OlqKuMzlL-w/s72-c/stone+family+band.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-5638971054466464706</id><published>2011-02-18T15:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T11:53:35.752-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parkside West'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malabar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palm Bay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida'/><title type='text'>Parkside West home is nearly ready!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4t-4AFnKZE/TV7Ob7IycyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/c7wvxWHgV-s/s1600/pat%2Band%2Bskipper%2B2%2B11%2B11%2B2nd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We will soon have a new address -&amp;nbsp;Neveah Avenue.&amp;nbsp; Neveah is one of the variations of spelling Heaven backwards.&amp;nbsp; Nice.&amp;nbsp; We think Skipper already recognizes that he will live here and he certainly knows the route out Malabar Road in Palm Bay.&amp;nbsp; As you can see, our home has come a long ways since the trusses were going up...and even more since this picture was taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house has been painted inside and the tile is laid down.&amp;nbsp; Granite goes in next week.&amp;nbsp; All the&amp;nbsp;cabinets are in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen a fish in the pond out back. About 8 inches or so and spotted.&amp;nbsp; Don't know what it is&amp;nbsp;but there are lots of fish from what the neighbors tell us.&amp;nbsp; We have already met several neighbors and aren't even living there yet.&amp;nbsp; This is so exciting.&amp;nbsp; More to come from Parkside West.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4t-4AFnKZE/TV7Ob7IycyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/c7wvxWHgV-s/s400/pat%2Band%2Bskipper%2B2%2B11%2B11%2B2nd.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-5638971054466464706?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5638971054466464706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=5638971054466464706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5638971054466464706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5638971054466464706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/02/parkside-west-home-is-nearly-ready.html' title='Parkside West home is nearly ready!'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4t-4AFnKZE/TV7Ob7IycyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/c7wvxWHgV-s/s72-c/pat%2Band%2Bskipper%2B2%2B11%2B11%2B2nd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-5567292344228335412</id><published>2011-02-06T21:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T22:00:26.798-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palm Bay Florida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turkey Creek Sanctuary'/><title type='text'>Turkey Creek Sanctuary</title><content type='html'>Today is Super Bowl Sunday and it is also the day we discovered Turkey Creek Sanctuary.&amp;nbsp; Melanie and Joseph, Ashley, Patrick and I meandered over a mile through the boardwalks, sand paths, and by the overlooks.&amp;nbsp; Very nice.&amp;nbsp; Took lots of pictures - some of them are in this slideshow.  Do turn on the music at the left bottom of the slideshow frame.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="530" height="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://pf.kizoa.com/sflite.swf?did=1468722&amp;k=8131950"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://pf.kizoa.com/sflite.swf?did=1468722&amp;k=8131950" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="560" height="420" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kizoa.com/slideshow/d1468722k8131950o2/turkey-creek-sanctuary"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Turkey Creek Sanctuary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kizoa.com"&gt;free slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-5567292344228335412?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5567292344228335412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=5567292344228335412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5567292344228335412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5567292344228335412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/02/turkey-creek-sanctuary.html' title='Turkey Creek Sanctuary'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-5585197700588460055</id><published>2011-01-15T10:12:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T10:33:39.362-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palm Bay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School of Choice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida'/><title type='text'>Florida's Schools of Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TTG-AlprgrI/AAAAAAAAALM/seV3FMZa_HU/s1600/CHOICE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 157px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562435932095480498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TTG-AlprgrI/AAAAAAAAALM/seV3FMZa_HU/s320/CHOICE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Florida's school system is broad based. In NC we went from grade school to middle school to high school with no expectation of going another path. In Florida there are multiple education paths. Parents and students select the schools they are interested in (if they want a school other than the ones in their district). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashley originally was going to Central Middle, but the area was redistricted and suddenly she and many others found themselves scheduled for different schools, in her case she was assigned to Stone Middle. Then the choices began within Stone. She was placed in the Honors program, but found it to be less challenging and less orderly than schools in NC. So, she applied for the Choice Program of science, math, and technology at Stone Middle for her second semester, and she was accepted. More challenges, some new faces, some old faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The real "fun" begins right now as Ashley is exploring her high school Choice programs. She has the option of Palm Bay HS's Choice program which centers on technology, science and math. This is the next step if she stays in the educational path of Stone to Palm Bay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And West Shore HS, one of the nation's 50 top high schools...this would be the toughest to get into simply because they have limited openings in Freshman HS which are accessed through the 1) credentialing application and 2) lottery program. She has applied; her credentials are great. There will need to be available openings and then her name must be picked in the lottery portion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She will also apply elsewhere and we are all looking at the various Choice HS offerings this week...at several schools. This will be interesting. Right now it seems overwhelming a bit, but as we learn more, clarity sparkles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She will do well in whichever program she selects. Ashley is a disciplined student and very bright. We asked her how she felt about having to, yet again, meet and make new school friends. She is up to the task and the myriad of possibilities. You go, girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-5585197700588460055?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5585197700588460055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=5585197700588460055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5585197700588460055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5585197700588460055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/01/floridas-schools-of-choice.html' title='Florida&apos;s Schools of Choice'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TTG-AlprgrI/AAAAAAAAALM/seV3FMZa_HU/s72-c/CHOICE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-7078998208836741871</id><published>2011-01-14T09:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:07:15.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Maze of Trusses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TTBmYLYivZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Y1YhdGN8hjE/s1600/Trusses%2B19%2Bcarrying%2Broofing%2Bmaterial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562058105361186194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TTBmYLYivZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Y1YhdGN8hjE/s320/Trusses%2B19%2Bcarrying%2Broofing%2Bmaterial.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TTBjv5vw9KI/AAAAAAAAAKs/LY-uXyNqdjw/s1600/trusses%2B8%2Bbeautiful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562055214408725666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TTBjv5vw9KI/AAAAAAAAAKs/LY-uXyNqdjw/s320/trusses%2B8%2Bbeautiful.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trusses are going up. It is a sunny day and a warm, but windy day...and this is reflected in the light and shadows across the wooden structure. Lovely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they are starting to frame rooms, adding tubs and the shower, and using the crane to lift it all into place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skipper, who is anxious to go home, seems to be learning that this is home. He is always excited to arrive at Parkside West, as are we.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-7078998208836741871?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7078998208836741871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=7078998208836741871' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/7078998208836741871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/7078998208836741871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/01/maze-of-trusses.html' title='A Maze of Trusses'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TTBmYLYivZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Y1YhdGN8hjE/s72-c/Trusses%2B19%2Bcarrying%2Broofing%2Bmaterial.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-8692009969147901458</id><published>2011-01-06T16:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T16:15:39.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire near Construction Site</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TSYv_G_72GI/AAAAAAAAAKk/8B0KzgR2Ie0/s1600/fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559183551292495970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TSYv_G_72GI/AAAAAAAAAKk/8B0KzgR2Ie0/s320/fire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Palm Bay FL has been having a rash of brush fires, some by nature, some by arson. When we were at the property last week, I took this cellphone picture of the huge brown and red cloud formed by one of these marshland fires. 13,000 acres have burned. It is under control and last night we had a thunderstorm which hopefully drenched some of the fire in the muck under the marsh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is Patrick standing by the foundation, observing both it and the cloud of smoke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-8692009969147901458?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8692009969147901458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=8692009969147901458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/8692009969147901458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/8692009969147901458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/01/fire-near-construction-site.html' title='Fire near Construction Site'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TSYv_G_72GI/AAAAAAAAAKk/8B0KzgR2Ie0/s72-c/fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-5491240152508663572</id><published>2011-01-05T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T10:31:08.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree for our C-Dory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TSSNjs45iiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SR3t-Yq2DXc/s1600/janice+tree+to+us+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TSSNjs45iiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SR3t-Yq2DXc/s200/janice+tree+to+us+2010.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh,&amp;nbsp;Christmas tree!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A gift from&amp;nbsp;Janice and her son Kevin,&amp;nbsp;new Florida friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;who live near the marina in Sebastian Florida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-5491240152508663572?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5491240152508663572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=5491240152508663572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5491240152508663572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5491240152508663572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-tree-for-our-c-dory.html' title='Christmas Tree for our C-Dory'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TSSNjs45iiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SR3t-Yq2DXc/s72-c/janice+tree+to+us+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-3614366666418804668</id><published>2011-01-05T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T10:24:19.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats on the Boat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TSSKxjB0riI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zu0nSTZ0gBM/s1600/holly+on+the+boat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="155" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TSSKxjB0riI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zu0nSTZ0gBM/s320/holly+on+the+boat.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holly Dove&lt;/em&gt; is snoozing on the shelf in the berth of the boat!&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Kitty Karen &lt;/em&gt;is in the main cabin. Karen loves it;&amp;nbsp;Holly tolerates it.&amp;nbsp; Both are&amp;nbsp;leash/harness trained for walking and traveling.&amp;nbsp; Both quiet when they travel, but again Holly tolerates.&amp;nbsp; Karen wants in the car, on the boat, whatever...as long as Patrick is there with her.&amp;nbsp; Holly is quite amazing with the leash - she will walk me quite a bit (so far they walk us and we don't walk them).&amp;nbsp; Holly and Karen love to be in the C-Dory's cockpit at night to watch the creatures in the dark.&amp;nbsp; They particularly like the birds and the catfish.&amp;nbsp; We feed the catfish dog food crunchies and these fish make a great display to behold of splashing, bobbing, swallowing,&amp;nbsp;and shoving each other.&amp;nbsp; Our animals also love to watch the big birds and the dolphins, both of which make great splashes and rolls as they fish and frolic.&amp;nbsp; Interesting times.&amp;nbsp; Quite a journey for all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-3614366666418804668?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3614366666418804668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=3614366666418804668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/3614366666418804668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/3614366666418804668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/01/cats-on-boat.html' title='Cats on the Boat'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TSSKxjB0riI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zu0nSTZ0gBM/s72-c/holly+on+the+boat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-5221445644976352360</id><published>2011-01-05T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T10:10:58.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FROSTY MORN IN FLORIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TSSHJoX4B7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/doAW9B00BJU/s1600/frosty+footprints+last+week+dec+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="167" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TSSHJoX4B7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/doAW9B00BJU/s320/frosty+footprints+last+week+dec+2010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the floating dock leading to our boat at Sebastian Inlet Marina.&amp;nbsp; Normally it is clear and white.&amp;nbsp; On this day in December it was&amp;nbsp;frosty.&amp;nbsp; Amazing.&amp;nbsp; Skipper and I left footprints in the frost down the middle of the dock.&amp;nbsp; Crisp, clear footprints.&amp;nbsp; My cellphone attempted to capture the morning.&amp;nbsp; It couldn't capture the 27 degrees nor the wind.&amp;nbsp; We have been snowed upon in the boat, been through gale force winds on the boat, been hit with Florida's Love Bugs, but never encountered Florida frost before!&amp;nbsp; However, with our heated cabin we were very cozy in the&amp;nbsp;boat.&amp;nbsp; Compared to the snowy north, we are blessed with only frost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-5221445644976352360?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5221445644976352360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=5221445644976352360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5221445644976352360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5221445644976352360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/01/frosty-morn-in-florida.html' title='FROSTY MORN IN FLORIDA'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TSSHJoX4B7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/doAW9B00BJU/s72-c/frosty+footprints+last+week+dec+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-9135393655310011469</id><published>2010-12-12T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:49:54.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Groundbreaking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This weekend we met with Darlene Salmon to take pictures of our "lot" on which our new home is to be built.&amp;nbsp; Joe and Melanie, Ashley, Patrick and I attended.&lt;img border="0" height="299" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TQWR9ZouDvI/AAAAAAAAAJg/KRXtAdKcd6c/s320/darlene1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TQWSMPj4ZNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/y_h99FNzehk/s1600/darlene4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TQWSMPj4ZNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/y_h99FNzehk/s320/darlene4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the retention pond behind our land.&amp;nbsp; It is down right now as the area is very dry.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow is going to get to 28 degrees at night, but right now it is sunny and 70!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these are the homes to the right.&amp;nbsp; I believe the woman in the first house (on right in pic) is "Brenda" but I will need to re-meet her personally soon to get better acquainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TQWSPLkoY-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/AwO0oYeoBks/s1600/darlene5neighbors.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TQWSPLkoY-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/AwO0oYeoBks/s320/darlene5neighbors.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The very first piece of equipment that mowed the lot.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There will be more equipment by 21st Dec at latest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TQWSVJwq4pI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Jwb7c3Dm8YM/s1600/darlene6equipment.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TQWSVJwq4pI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Jwb7c3Dm8YM/s320/darlene6equipment.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this is Darlene and Ashley, finding bits of the earth for our "lot" box.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TQWSYE1vSNI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9VgyBeogoB4/s1600/darlene7land.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TQWSYE1vSNI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9VgyBeogoB4/s320/darlene7land.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The "lot" box! Nifty!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TQWSzdKCLwI/AAAAAAAAAKI/w03t_4nnJYQ/s1600/New+House.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TQWSzdKCLwI/AAAAAAAAAKI/w03t_4nnJYQ/s320/New+House.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; We hope and trust our new home will be a sweet and safe haven for us all.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TQWSdZKAz3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/LPjjrKkr9G4/s1600/darlenewalkingproperty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-9135393655310011469?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9135393655310011469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=9135393655310011469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/9135393655310011469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/9135393655310011469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/12/groundbreaking.html' title='Groundbreaking...'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TQWR9ZouDvI/AAAAAAAAAJg/KRXtAdKcd6c/s72-c/darlene1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-8268323697250865807</id><published>2010-12-01T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T20:29:01.127-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='st. augustine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cemetery'/><title type='text'>Halloween and Orbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TPbxAWw7PeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/pQzB32THR-g/s1600/st+aug+orb+4+cemetery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TPbxAWw7PeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/pQzB32THR-g/s320/st+aug+orb+4+cemetery.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Joe and Melanie went to St. Augustine, Florida around the time of Halloween.&amp;nbsp; They hoped for a bit of history and got more than they bargained for when they&amp;nbsp;snapped this photo in the cemetery with their&amp;nbsp;digital camera.&amp;nbsp; What a great, and scary, picture of a "ghost" traveling&amp;nbsp;around in an orb.&amp;nbsp; Nifty!&amp;nbsp; And a bit scary!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This is the enlarged orb from the top of the photo.&amp;nbsp; 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Seems so strange.&amp;nbsp; Caren and Roger, Joe, Melanie and Ashley, James and Christine and the boys&amp;nbsp;have been so welcoming and we are grateful for them.&amp;nbsp; Ashley is doing fantastically and is beyond thrilled we are here too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florida is flat so many houses are built&amp;nbsp;on mounds with drainage lakes and&amp;nbsp;canals designed to help manage the impact of&amp;nbsp;hurricanes, tropical storms and tropical depressions.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;None so far for us.&amp;nbsp; We have been in 20-30 mph winds, but even "on the hill" in NC we experienced 45-60 mph winds occasionally.&amp;nbsp; So, we are taking it all in stride at this point.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TMg5-Z24AiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/uBRdNJgLW88/s1600/florida+ducks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TMg5-Z24AiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/uBRdNJgLW88/s320/florida+ducks.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are small oddities here...to us.&amp;nbsp; For example, there are&amp;nbsp;"fake" birds as exterior decor&amp;nbsp;in some ponds.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This picture is the one at the Walmart Neighborhood Market in Melbourne.&amp;nbsp; Can you tell which birds are&amp;nbsp;real and which are "fake"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another odd observation is that two gas stations on the same corner will have dramatically different pricing.&amp;nbsp; If you saw a station advertising their gas for $2.69 a gallon and the opposite one is priced at $2.78, which would you choose?&amp;nbsp; To me, if they have 87 octane at each, it is a no brainer.&amp;nbsp; Here I come, $2.69 gas station!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming seems to be confined mainly to the ocean (very nice), swimming pools and springs.&amp;nbsp; The ponds are more likely to have water amoebas, or amoeba Naegleria fowleri, in the sediments which can enter your body through your nose and, in rare cases, kill you if you don't recognize the severe headache or stiff neck&amp;nbsp;symptoms in time.&amp;nbsp; Early antibiotics evidently&amp;nbsp;stop these amoebas in their tracks!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We do need to get Skipper a vaccination for this.&amp;nbsp; He is NOT allowed in the water at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flinching...a common body language oddity especially among the senior citizens.&amp;nbsp; Many older people flinch when they see dogs as they evidently fear being toppled or lovingly licked!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;These flinching people can also be found cowarding at the ends of grocery aisles - preparing themselves for the onslaught of a runaway shopping cart or a crazy cart driver.&amp;nbsp; Fraility seems to be the root of this&amp;nbsp;common issue&amp;nbsp;in Florida.&amp;nbsp; Do I see this oddity in my future?&amp;nbsp; I hope not as I love animals and shopping! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps one of the most interesting oddities to those of us who still have cellphone area code 828 is that the area code for this part of Florida (maybe all of Florida for all I know) is 321.&amp;nbsp; Like in 3-2-1 blastoff !!!&amp;nbsp; Good going,&amp;nbsp;Space Coast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-5055276841095182345?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5055276841095182345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=5055276841095182345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5055276841095182345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5055276841095182345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/10/floridas-family-welcomeand-couple-of.html' title='Florida&apos;s Family Welcome...and a Couple of Noted Oddities'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TMg5-Z24AiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/uBRdNJgLW88/s72-c/florida+ducks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-7831490054251990582</id><published>2010-09-30T18:24:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T18:33:58.828-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farewell to Fairwinds; following seas; life&apos;s journey; friendships and family'/><title type='text'>Farewell to Fairwinds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TKUOEGth9gI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JyiVWiM1Kcs/s1600/packers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TKUOEGth9gI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JyiVWiM1Kcs/s200/packers.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our major possessions are now in Orlando at the ABF facility in storage.&amp;nbsp; The crew that packed up the truck for us was great.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The four of them packed the trailer tight, securely, and with amazing&amp;nbsp;strength.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It was sad seeing the ABF truck move down Nesbitt Drive.&amp;nbsp; Wish this pic was better but the afternoon sun was reflecting off my cellphone.&amp;nbsp; Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TKUOoDGqviI/AAAAAAAAAIc/nFm35M6FStY/s1600/spider+web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TKUOoDGqviI/AAAAAAAAAIc/nFm35M6FStY/s200/spider+web.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept on the boat two nights before we left (no furniture in the house!) and had the cats with us.&amp;nbsp; Kitty&amp;nbsp;Karen somehow foresaw our move and she planted herself on the boat even before we moved&amp;nbsp;to it.&amp;nbsp; Callie, however, had to be put on the boat to sleep with us and she did&amp;nbsp;sleep&amp;nbsp;like a baby each night in the boat.&amp;nbsp; When we woke up one morning we saw this magnificent cobweb near the boat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our farewells&amp;nbsp;were sad, but cherished.&amp;nbsp; Pat and I mustered our grit, er determination,&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;we just didn't want to shed tears anymore.&amp;nbsp; We look at this change as a grand adventure and realize that God has placed this change upon our hearts for good reason.&amp;nbsp; We will eventually learn why it has become so important for us to move away.&amp;nbsp; In His own good time, we will realize His intent, we are sure, and we will continue to do good&amp;nbsp;works always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thank Joe Nesbitt&amp;nbsp;and Karen Curtis for inviting us to live next to them&amp;nbsp;on this farm.&amp;nbsp; We have been truly blessed to&amp;nbsp;have built and lived at Fairwinds.&amp;nbsp; It is one of the most beautiful places on earth to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thank Joe and his wife Jean for their kindnesses and friendship.&amp;nbsp; Joe and Pat are close, very close, and love each other very much.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thank Dianne Simpson for pushing us so much to get the packing done - when we were pooped, she prodded us on.&amp;nbsp; She was and is an amazing woman.&amp;nbsp; She is my best friend and I miss her dearly every day.&amp;nbsp; As she says, when you know you can see each other any day, you don't always need to; but when you know you can't, it is so sad.&amp;nbsp; The distance separating all of us is about 10 hours or 600 miles.&amp;nbsp; A side note:&amp;nbsp; Dianne gave&amp;nbsp;us the Avatar DVD before we moved.&amp;nbsp; So thrilled!&amp;nbsp; Finally got to see it...think we are the last persons on earth to see it!&amp;nbsp; Now I really want it to come out again in 3D at the movies.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TKUPAmtLeYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ASWQkAObjBc/s1600/sugar+and+skipper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TKUPAmtLeYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ASWQkAObjBc/s320/sugar+and+skipper.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I didn't get to say goodbye to Chuck Carland, but saw him before the actual moving day.&amp;nbsp; Chuck is forever on the phone but never fails to throw up his hand in a friendly and warm greeting.&amp;nbsp; A good man.&amp;nbsp; By the way, the picture to the left is our dog Skipper and Chuck's dog Sugar on one of their final rounds of the property!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruth Woodard has not been up to speed since we left.&amp;nbsp; She has had surgery and is slowly getting better.&amp;nbsp; I so wish I was there to spend some time with her, but I do call her regularly to check in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Tom Evans can hardly wait till we get to Virginia to further work on &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; move to Florida.&amp;nbsp; He will be living with us and we are all looking forward to that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leia, Steve and Nathan Cator and Kayla Barlett are still living in Enka but we will see them from time to time and the internet makes being close, even when far away, more possible than I could have ever imagined.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp;miss them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TKUDoZvZ6AI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nuGRmkSiPPw/s1600/pumpkin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We miss Kolby who is at ASU, and his mom Alicia.&amp;nbsp; Kolby is attaining his certification in scuba diving at&amp;nbsp; AppState through the PADI Open Water Diver course and will be taking the final test in a cold, cold quarry.&amp;nbsp; Here we are in Florida with warm water.&amp;nbsp; What is wrong with this picture?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm sure he will ace the course despite the cold.&amp;nbsp; Alicia will be coming down to Florida in the last couple of weeks in October - in time for Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love our NC friends and family.&amp;nbsp; We miss you dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TKUP7Vp0psI/AAAAAAAAAIk/PfraXsP3uIo/s1600/filigree.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TKUP7Vp0psI/AAAAAAAAAIk/PfraXsP3uIo/s1600/filigree.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, our life's&amp;nbsp;journey has taken a sharp turn, but our life together continues&amp;nbsp;to be a rich blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be moving&amp;nbsp;the blog on to our Florida "Following Seas" part of the saga.&amp;nbsp; We have been here about a month now and are getting our footing and finding our way around better.&amp;nbsp; Each day is filled with new happenings and thanks to Joe,&amp;nbsp;Melanie and Ashley, and Caren and Roger we are homeless temporarily but well loved as we go from one place to another.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Thanks everyone in NC for&amp;nbsp;all your caring; and thanks everyone in FL for your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you on the blog again soon.&amp;nbsp; Love you all, Donna and Patrick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&amp;nbsp; A special thanks to Candy Whitt, our realtor for her fine work with&amp;nbsp;us.&amp;nbsp; And&amp;nbsp;well wishes to Caleb in his new home, our forever cherished "Fairwinds."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-7831490054251990582?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7831490054251990582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=7831490054251990582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/7831490054251990582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/7831490054251990582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/09/farewell-to-fairwinds.html' title='Farewell to Fairwinds'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TKUOEGth9gI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JyiVWiM1Kcs/s72-c/packers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-3994303817087391503</id><published>2010-08-26T08:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T10:30:23.850-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruth Woodard Clocks Friendship Western North Carolina Chuck Carland dairy Nesbitt'/><title type='text'>The Essence of Ruth Woodard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/THZVPI0FACI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Wc764udRaKc/s200/RUTH+AND+CLOCKS.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"We cannot tell the exact moment a friendship is formed; as in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is at last a drop which makes it run over; so in a series of kindnesses, there is at last one that makes the heart run over.” Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruth, Patrick and I have become very good friends. She calls me Donna. She still calls my husband "Mr. Cator." Patrick and I both love her dearly and cherish our personal friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Ruth reflects the very heart and spirit of Western North Carolina to me. She is hard working, independent and strong in both resolve and affection. With her husband Walter she raised a large family of five children. For more than 40 years Ruth and Walter together worked this farm, and an earlier farm, for BF and Emily Nesbitt and their family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She still lives on this&amp;nbsp;fine land in her home filled with many collections gathered over her 70+ years. Walter presented&amp;nbsp;his dear wife with cherished cuckoo clocks&amp;nbsp;throughout their long life together. Her home is immaculate, cheery and welcoming with its sweet sounds of chimes, birds, and cuckoos. Thanks to the Nesbitt family, her home on the Nesbitt farm will always be hers until she crosses over to God's homeland. Ruth's home feels loving and safe. She is kind woman, a good woman. I respect her. I&amp;nbsp;will miss seeing her greatly...but will talk with her often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had many cats here and now Ruth has several cats. She wanted none. Her husband had his cat Jasper, and now she does, and they have become&amp;nbsp;close companions. Three cats who took up residence in the Nesbitt barn, roamed to our house and hers. I kept one, Buddy Boy (formerly known as Charlie) who I would call and he would come. I would say “kiss” and he would tip his forehead for me to kiss him. Soooo cute; soooo sweet; soooo missed. After three years of many evening hours spent with this very intelligent cat, I adored him! He now has a new home with a barn in South Carolina and has his choice of living in the house and/or barn.&amp;nbsp; He is living with&amp;nbsp;Karen Curtis, who once owned him. I am so relieved. The loss of Buddy Boy has resulted in many tears for me. There is nothing I could do to keep him.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp;are moving where there are many small lots but&amp;nbsp;no acreage and no barn and we still have 4 house cats and a house dog! Ruth has the other two barn cats, Wilma and Simon. Wilma is skittery, but appreciates the care provided her by Ruth.&amp;nbsp;Simon is now&amp;nbsp;best buddies&amp;nbsp;with Jasper. Ruth and Wilma have one other cat that hangs out with Wilma a lot, one with white paws who is named Boo-Boo.&amp;nbsp; So interesting that Ruth calls this cat Boo-Boo as we have a cat named Callie Boo-Boo that we normally just call Callie.&amp;nbsp; Ruth and I now have cats with the same name!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Good.&amp;nbsp; Ruth enjoys her cats! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had by-pass surgery&amp;nbsp;sometime back and I tease her by saying, "Is your heart still beating?"&amp;nbsp; She always smiles.&amp;nbsp; When we are in agreement on some issue, she will laugh and say "Well, ain't that the truth!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Special words with special meaning for us both.&amp;nbsp; Nice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Life is so transitional. Two years ago I was content; now we are in packing upheaval, to say the least. This unexpected journey through life has brought Ruth and I closer together. She is there for me and has been a good friend to me, in good and bad times.&amp;nbsp; I have been able to&amp;nbsp;count on her, as has she been able to count on Patrick and me, as well as&amp;nbsp;her family,&amp;nbsp;the Nesbitts, and Chuck Carland who operates the dairy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;With all the losses I have endured in recent times, I can now much more fully relate to her loss of Walter and understand on a much deeper level the impact&amp;nbsp;the loss of my mother to cancer had on my father many years ago.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She has helped me to deal with loss and grief and I thank her.&amp;nbsp; And, yes, we help each other to be upbeat on our individual life journeys!&amp;nbsp; I believe in lots of sharing and laughing as does she...it grounds our mutual trust and contentment with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She has always been important to the Nesbitt family. Now she has become and&amp;nbsp;always will be important to us.&amp;nbsp; Thank you, Ruth, for being you, for&amp;nbsp;being a very good friend and for your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-3994303817087391503?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3994303817087391503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=3994303817087391503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/3994303817087391503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/3994303817087391503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/08/essence-of-ruth-woodard.html' title='The Essence of Ruth Woodard'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/THZVPI0FACI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Wc764udRaKc/s72-c/RUTH+AND+CLOCKS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-1105771952182367697</id><published>2010-07-28T18:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T17:12:53.180-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mantis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woodard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='molt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butterflies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endangered species'/><title type='text'>Butterflies and Birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TFCtGSSNQdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6RfB5BVBi6I/s1600/madison%27s_praying_mantis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TFCtGSSNQdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6RfB5BVBi6I/s200/madison%27s_praying_mantis.jpg" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just did some weeding.&amp;nbsp; Weeds are so easy to pull after a good rainstorm.&amp;nbsp; So Skipper and I strolled and pulled, and laid the pulled weeds on the ground where we will mow them into pieces to fertilize the earth.&amp;nbsp; As we strolled, the birds were chirping and singing and butterflies and bees abounded.&amp;nbsp; A hummingbird went to the red caps on the ladder we use to access the roof when needed.&amp;nbsp; Quickly he/she realized this was not an edible red plant and sped off to find the begonias, passionate in their redness, and attractive to this hummingbird.&amp;nbsp; Starlings are often here in droves and sometimes in little numbers only...such as three or four at a time.&amp;nbsp; This wee visit of Starlings is the order of today's afternoon.&amp;nbsp; An early rising owl could be heard hooting from high in a tree.&amp;nbsp; A woodpecker&amp;nbsp;tapped a tree and then tried to peck the gutter.&amp;nbsp; Bad move...went back to the tree.&amp;nbsp; We have had yellow birds, bluebirds, bluejays, orioles, robins, a white bird with a ring around its neck (can't remember the color of the ring feathers but this was a very friendly bird.)&amp;nbsp; Had a peacock on the roof one time, to the delight of our grandchildren.&amp;nbsp; We missed it as we were in Virginia visiting Uncle Tom.&amp;nbsp; There are birds that have music in their sounds, as well as the crows that "caw" and the buzzards and hawks that cruise the skies.&amp;nbsp; Robins come early.&amp;nbsp; Canadian Geese fly over late in the season.&amp;nbsp; Often I am mesmerized by how much the birds on this mountain sound like the birds on our boat when we are at the coast.&amp;nbsp; When here, bird sounds make me think of the coast; when at the coast, I am sure bird sounds&amp;nbsp;will have me thinking of here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be outdone by the birds, butterflies abound - and the white ones we find love to flit and drink from&amp;nbsp;any purplish-colored plants.&amp;nbsp; The multicolored&amp;nbsp;butterflies seem to enjoy any flower.&amp;nbsp; The bees tend to mass around flowing shrubs on a regular basis, but do not sting.&amp;nbsp; Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Praying Mantis have taken up residence in our front yard gardens for several years now.&amp;nbsp; Ruth Woodard, our dear neighbor, told us they are a protected species.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We now go out of our way to provide them the&amp;nbsp;best care we can, even when they clamp down upon our fingers ready to fight!&amp;nbsp; Did you know that mantis molt?&amp;nbsp; We just learned this recently when we found&amp;nbsp;a molted skin.&amp;nbsp; Ruth showed us their winter eggs and we are careful not to disturb them ever.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Each Mantis&amp;nbsp;is a&amp;nbsp;mighty warrior who looks us straight in the eyes...and we yield!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature is a blessing here at Fairwinds.&amp;nbsp; Protect the plantlife and the wildlife.&amp;nbsp;Be lifted in spirit by their sweet sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&amp;nbsp; See the webpage that has the story of this praying mantis picture: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://collabowiki.wikispaces.com/Cool+Science+Pics"&gt;http://collabowiki.wikispaces.com/Cool+Science+Pics&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-1105771952182367697?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1105771952182367697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=1105771952182367697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1105771952182367697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1105771952182367697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/07/butterflies-and-birds.html' title='Butterflies and Birds'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TFCtGSSNQdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6RfB5BVBi6I/s72-c/madison%27s_praying_mantis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-2893607381336052681</id><published>2010-07-12T19:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T20:18:42.101-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireworks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='independence day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireflies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of July'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lightning bugs'/><title type='text'>Lightning Bugs and Fireworks Light Up Our Summer Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TDuoozbA06I/AAAAAAAAAHA/3W38pxGCD9Y/s1600/fireflies+in+a+jar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TDuoozbA06I/AAAAAAAAAHA/3W38pxGCD9Y/s320/fireflies+in+a+jar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Several things enjoyed on America's&amp;nbsp;4th of Julys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&amp;nbsp; Our 3 acres&amp;nbsp;are covered&amp;nbsp; with glittering, flickering lightning bugs,&amp;nbsp;by the thousands.&amp;nbsp; This glowing in the dark spectacular begins in June and lasts into or beyond July.&amp;nbsp; Many are in the front yard and gardens and thousands blink on and off and on again in the back acres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp;watch fireworks from our house or our sidewalk and&amp;nbsp;even through our bedroom windows upstairs as we enjoy HDTV&amp;nbsp;fireworks in Washington, DC!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We&amp;nbsp;watch fireworks sparkle&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;in the distance from Fletcher, and the South from Hendersonville, and the North from, I guess, Lake Julian in Skyland.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We hear their sounds lightly in the distance. We see them reach for the sky,&amp;nbsp;twinkle in myriads of colors, and spectacularly fizzle to the ground.&amp;nbsp; Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&amp;nbsp; Seeing the bioluminescence of the many, many&amp;nbsp;lightning bugs and the sparkles and arrays of the fireworks at the same time is truly breathtaking and moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patriotic and spectacular views.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We, as Americans, &amp;nbsp;must never compromise or give up our freedoms and our constitution...and always let the few fireflies we capture fly free too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Photo from: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://serenityknitters.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://serenityknitters.blogspot.com/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-2893607381336052681?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gzq8qfBdRh0/S_FWJVhHAoI/AAAAAAAABNY/KLRc5DmIE6A/s400/fireflies' title='Lightning Bugs and Fireworks Light Up Our Summer Sky'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2893607381336052681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=2893607381336052681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/2893607381336052681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/2893607381336052681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/07/lightning-bugs-and-fireworks-light-up.html' title='Lightning Bugs and Fireworks Light Up Our Summer Sky'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TDuoozbA06I/AAAAAAAAAHA/3W38pxGCD9Y/s72-c/fireflies+in+a+jar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-1409534700353271304</id><published>2010-07-03T10:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T10:21:33.536-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thomas Jefferson&apos;s Seeds...now bushes'/><title type='text'>Seeds from Thomas Jefferson's Monticello Estate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thomas Jefferson's estate, Monticello in Virginia, includes shrubbery exactly like the three smaller bushes along the porch rail in this picture.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Exactly!? &amp;nbsp;Yes, they were raised from the seed of Jefferson's shrubs.&amp;nbsp; The seed was found during a visit while roaming the grounds, scooped up, planted and "OOO EEE OOO-AH-AH TING TANG WALLA-WALLA BING-BANG," new offspring&amp;nbsp;in NC from Monticello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Thank you dear Thomas and&amp;nbsp;BF for raising these shrubs.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TC9EsDM5ttI/AAAAAAAAAG4/IVkMY5nuBL0/s1600/jefferson+bushes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TC9EsDM5ttI/AAAAAAAAAG4/IVkMY5nuBL0/s400/jefferson+bushes.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-1409534700353271304?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1409534700353271304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=1409534700353271304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1409534700353271304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1409534700353271304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/07/seeds-from-thomas-jeffersons-monticello.html' title='Seeds from Thomas Jefferson&apos;s Monticello Estate'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TC9EsDM5ttI/AAAAAAAAAG4/IVkMY5nuBL0/s72-c/jefferson+bushes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-1462307147061046910</id><published>2010-07-03T10:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T10:04:26.991-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cow town farm wallpaper border'/><title type='text'>All things "cow"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TC9CWR9d32I/AAAAAAAAAGw/zCIRrJbsWCI/s1600/allthingscow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TC9CWR9d32I/AAAAAAAAAGw/zCIRrJbsWCI/s320/allthingscow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we moved to Mills River we knew we were moving to a cherished farmland and dairy area of Western North Carolina. They even make cheese in Mills River! This has always been&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; the&lt;/span&gt; town to live in. When people ask, "Where do you live" and you tell them, "Mills River" they brighten and elaborate on what a great&amp;nbsp;area to live in! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many people said we would be collecting farm memorabilia, such as all things "cow" but we just never did. When I saw this wallpaper border for the workhorse area of the house (laundry area, lavatory, deep sink, etc.) it&amp;nbsp;became&amp;nbsp;our first "cow" memorabilia. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gladly welcomed! Moo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-1462307147061046910?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1462307147061046910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=1462307147061046910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1462307147061046910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1462307147061046910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/07/all-things-cow.html' title='All things &quot;cow&quot;'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TC9CWR9d32I/AAAAAAAAAGw/zCIRrJbsWCI/s72-c/allthingscow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-2860071429439711288</id><published>2010-06-19T18:04:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T18:29:33.824-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardens in June'/><title type='text'>June Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="270"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://pf.kizoa.com/i-Contact/sflite.swf?did=930885&amp;k=2949744"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://pf.kizoa.com/i-Contact/sflite.swf?did=930885&amp;k=2949744" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="360" height="270" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kizoa.com/slideshow/d930885k2949744o2/june-gardens-and-views"&gt;&lt;b&gt;June gardens and views&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kizoa.com"&gt;Slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-2860071429439711288?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.kizoa.com/slideshow/d930885k2949744o1/june-gardens-and-views' title='June Gardens'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2860071429439711288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=2860071429439711288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/2860071429439711288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/2860071429439711288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/06/june-gardens.html' title='June Gardens'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-142464687433614857</id><published>2010-06-17T14:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T18:30:02.563-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='28 feet long'/><title type='text'>Huge Office!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TBpNGJE82NI/AAAAAAAAAGY/QRPcjck9eTc/s1600/huge+office+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TBpNGJE82NI/AAAAAAAAAGY/QRPcjck9eTc/s320/huge+office+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our office is a major room for us.&amp;nbsp; We do volunteer work here, create, invest, write, play games, ebay, craigslist, etc., etc.&amp;nbsp; A very important place where we spend many hours with breathtaking views out every window.&amp;nbsp; Nice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-142464687433614857?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/142464687433614857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=142464687433614857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/142464687433614857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/142464687433614857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/06/huge-office.html' title='Huge Office!'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TBpNGJE82NI/AAAAAAAAAGY/QRPcjck9eTc/s72-c/huge+office+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-12537873758589554</id><published>2010-06-12T18:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T18:31:02.911-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Front Yard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roof'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fairwinds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gracie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red bud redbud cows farm'/><title type='text'>Gracie's on the roof again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TBQIhsQfCJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/QHS5VJUzq0U/s1600/gracie+9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TBQIhsQfCJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/QHS5VJUzq0U/s320/gracie+9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Our Gracie Girl cat is a jumper.&amp;nbsp; She jumps up on the roof of our first floor by leaping from the porch rail to the garage roof and then to the house roof.&amp;nbsp; Gracie then proceeds to "secure the premises" by scouting out any stray invaders to the house - such as bugs or starlings or other birds on the roof that just might slip through the screen and get in the house (little likelihood of that,&amp;nbsp;Gracie).&amp;nbsp; She is very good at this security position.&amp;nbsp; Gracie does on occasion eat a bug or two while "on duty" but she has never eaten a bird on the roof - yet.&amp;nbsp; Notice the cows in the&amp;nbsp;pasture.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; They must think she is "Superwoman Cat" - leaps tall buildings in a single bound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Gracie is the epitome of grace, agility and flexibility.&amp;nbsp; She loves the other other cats and all the people who live here and visit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She has always been on this farm with us.&amp;nbsp;She is a joy to watch, even when on the roof. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-12537873758589554?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/12537873758589554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=12537873758589554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/12537873758589554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/12537873758589554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/06/gracies-on-roof-again.html' title='Gracie&apos;s on the roof again!'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TBQIhsQfCJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/QHS5VJUzq0U/s72-c/gracie+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-5192566168674000623</id><published>2010-05-17T09:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T09:59:50.094-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fields'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buttercups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gold'/><title type='text'>Fields of Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S_FDqhdf0QI/AAAAAAAAAGE/C6_o8_VTwoM/s1600/goldenfields4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S_FDqhdf0QI/AAAAAAAAAGE/C6_o8_VTwoM/s320/goldenfields4.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have been aplenty with golden blooms this year.&amp;nbsp; Fields of Gold...Buttercups.&amp;nbsp; This is the breathtaking view from the backyard looking towards the property across the road at the end of the three acres.&amp;nbsp; As a child, and even as a playful adult, I would hold a buttercup under my chin to show everyone that I&amp;nbsp; liked butter, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and I do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Although I do not have a photo of the flood plain in the far distance down the driveway, those fields are&amp;nbsp;also bathed in yellow.&amp;nbsp; Spring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #93c47d; color: yellow; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Buttercups and daisies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #93c47d; color: yellow; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Oh, the pretty flowers;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #93c47d; color: yellow; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Coming ere the Springtime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #93c47d; color: yellow; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;To tell of sunny hours.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #93c47d; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mary Howitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-5192566168674000623?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5192566168674000623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=5192566168674000623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5192566168674000623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5192566168674000623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/fields-of-gold.html' title='Fields of Gold'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S_FDqhdf0QI/AAAAAAAAAGE/C6_o8_VTwoM/s72-c/goldenfields4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-7858392129152415768</id><published>2010-05-08T12:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T14:52:52.144-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Underground utilities'/><title type='text'>Underground utilities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S-WJycu_rUI/AAAAAAAAAF8/83Eeity8AWs/s1600/underground+wires.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S-WJycu_rUI/AAAAAAAAAF8/83Eeity8AWs/s320/underground+wires.JPG" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look at that wide stripe!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Through our upstairs office window we can easily see&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;strip&amp;nbsp;protecting newly planted grass covering&amp;nbsp;the path dug for&amp;nbsp;underground utilities.&amp;nbsp; It is amazing to live in the country and have no overhead wires around the house.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The power, phone and DSL should never be lost!&amp;nbsp; Occasionally we still need to "reboot" DirecTV, but it is wonderful having so many channels&amp;nbsp;on this hill overlooking the flood plain in the far distance.&amp;nbsp; Never a worry about flooding either.&amp;nbsp; Can it get any better?&amp;nbsp; Why would we want to move to Florida and its hurricanes and tornados and 4pm daily thunderstorms.&amp;nbsp; Only one answer...family, family we love and want to be near to.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We will miss the security of our underground wiring and Dr. Joe and Jean.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thanks to Dr. Joe next door for arranging for the underground service.&amp;nbsp; Nifty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-7858392129152415768?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7858392129152415768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=7858392129152415768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/7858392129152415768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/7858392129152415768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/underground-utilities.html' title='Underground utilities'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S-WJycu_rUI/AAAAAAAAAF8/83Eeity8AWs/s72-c/underground+wires.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-803362523096654585</id><published>2010-05-03T14:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T10:33:55.250-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sundaes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buffet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bread'/><title type='text'>Grammy's Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S98VXenD-wI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PMyyjlhD_rw/s1600/kitchen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S98VXenD-wI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PMyyjlhD_rw/s320/kitchen.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Clean, white, large.&amp;nbsp; That's this kitchen.&amp;nbsp; It is often filled with people - young and old.&amp;nbsp; Many&amp;nbsp; gatherings&amp;nbsp;have&amp;nbsp;been held here&amp;nbsp;with the&amp;nbsp;serving of meals both sit-down and&amp;nbsp;buffet style, with people making ice cream sundaes along the counters, by serving cups of coffee and tall glasses of fresh brewed iced tea plus the bonus of my husband's breadmaking, the results of which are scrumptious to eat and wonderful to smell as it bakes.&amp;nbsp; A happy place for&amp;nbsp;us and for many friends and family members.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And for yours....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Let the light pour in, and it does.&amp;nbsp; Thank you, Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-803362523096654585?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/803362523096654585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=803362523096654585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/803362523096654585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/803362523096654585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/grammys-kitchen.html' title='Grammy&apos;s Kitchen'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S98VXenD-wI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PMyyjlhD_rw/s72-c/kitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-5019829974691618252</id><published>2010-04-26T14:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T14:39:25.161-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sneezing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pollen'/><title type='text'>Oak leaves, Pollen, Pat's office</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had the builders remove the wall between the two bedrooms on the second floor of the house.&amp;nbsp; This allowed for one huge office.&amp;nbsp; Pat's desk is shown here.&amp;nbsp; Neat.&amp;nbsp; See the oak leaves through the window?&amp;nbsp; The pollen is a curse of Western North Carolina for about three weeks, and then the beauty makes us forget all the sneezing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9XUlKltWPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/j7xlRtzsTb4/s1600/redoffice+pat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9XUlKltWPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/j7xlRtzsTb4/s320/redoffice+pat.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-5019829974691618252?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5019829974691618252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=5019829974691618252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5019829974691618252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5019829974691618252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/oak-leaves-pollen-pats-office.html' title='Oak leaves, Pollen, Pat&apos;s office'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9XUlKltWPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/j7xlRtzsTb4/s72-c/redoffice+pat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-8986170744573038269</id><published>2010-04-26T13:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:57:33.559-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red bud redbud cows farm'/><title type='text'>Redbud Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9XTkQgXb5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/MQluP5c5cVs/s1600/REDBUD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9XTkQgXb5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/MQluP5c5cVs/s320/REDBUD.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Often wonder why they call it Redbud, when it is really more majenta?&amp;nbsp; This is a nice time with this tree as the new leaves are breaking free and the redbuds are still very much adorning the limbs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the young cows in the background.&amp;nbsp; Love to see the animals here on the farm.&amp;nbsp; They are well taken care of by Chuck who was raised a farmer and loves being a farmer.&amp;nbsp; Even his stepsons who are at NC State are aiming to become farmers upon graduation.&amp;nbsp; They work here a lot.&amp;nbsp; Nice young men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-8986170744573038269?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8986170744573038269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=8986170744573038269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/8986170744573038269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/8986170744573038269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/red-bud-tree.html' title='Redbud Tree'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9XTkQgXb5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/MQluP5c5cVs/s72-c/REDBUD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-3545568029500173400</id><published>2010-04-25T19:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:58:32.700-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackberry winter azale spirea'/><title type='text'>Azalea and Spirea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9TPDnX--oI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cNtB5laGyW0/s1600/azalea+and+spirea.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9TPDnX--oI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cNtB5laGyW0/s320/azalea+and+spirea.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spring is truly here when the Azaleas pop!&amp;nbsp; Although we have just finished (I think) Blackberry Winter's cooler blast of air reminding all of us to cherish warmth as winter will come again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-3545568029500173400?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3545568029500173400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=3545568029500173400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/3545568029500173400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/3545568029500173400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/azalea-and-spirea.html' title='Azalea and Spirea'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9TPDnX--oI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cNtB5laGyW0/s72-c/azalea+and+spirea.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-6985930281018007467</id><published>2010-04-25T19:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:59:02.132-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ashley stepping stones paint'/><title type='text'>Ashley's Stepping Stones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9TNBn4rIaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OqSiGq0PxSY/s1600/ashleys+paintings.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9TNBn4rIaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OqSiGq0PxSY/s400/ashleys+paintings.JPG" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Over the years here, Ashley painted 5 stepping stones - her landscape artwork.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four are pictured.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Her mom is going to place these in her garden.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So glad these have a new loving home for Ashley to enjoy for years to come.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks, Alicia!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9TMDDmzyXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/JRpgUtSvY7w/s1600/ashleys+paintings+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9TMDDmzyXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/JRpgUtSvY7w/s320/ashleys+paintings+2.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9TMjgFyprI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hRaFUJaaDNY/s1600/ashleys+paintings+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9TMjgFyprI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hRaFUJaaDNY/s320/ashleys+paintings+3.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-6985930281018007467?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6985930281018007467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=6985930281018007467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/6985930281018007467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/6985930281018007467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/ashleys-stepping-stones.html' title='Ashley&apos;s Stepping Stones'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9TNBn4rIaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OqSiGq0PxSY/s72-c/ashleys+paintings.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-4203324812405559329</id><published>2010-04-25T19:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T19:09:10.612-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Woodruff and a Climber'/><title type='text'>Sweet Woodruff and a Climber</title><content type='html'>We used to live in a shady area and when we were building here, we brought a couple of plant rootings&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9TKLe1J-3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Jw6LfhzLGVM/s1600/climber.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9TKLe1J-3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Jw6LfhzLGVM/s400/climber.JPG" tt="true" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to place in our new yard.&amp;nbsp; This is a sunny yard of 2.95 acres, so I sought out the perfect place for my shade-loving sprouts.&amp;nbsp; After 8 years, they are still thriving - Sweet Woodruff is the ground cover and I don't know the name of the climber, but it has white and green leaves, is non-invasive, and is a great accent to these mature trees.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I am glad I brought them!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9TKAhznp8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/k1dk5Z7kxwk/s1600/sweet+woodruff.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9TKAhznp8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/k1dk5Z7kxwk/s320/sweet+woodruff.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-4203324812405559329?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4203324812405559329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=4203324812405559329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/4203324812405559329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/4203324812405559329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-used-to-live-in-shady-area-and-when.html' title='Sweet Woodruff and a Climber'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S9TKLe1J-3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Jw6LfhzLGVM/s72-c/climber.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-4865256285658819111</id><published>2010-04-16T09:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:59:50.534-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunrise flood plain office'/><title type='text'>Sunrise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunrise&amp;nbsp;Easter 2010 over the flood plain of the French Broad River.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This is a typical&amp;nbsp;view from our side porch and master suite on the first floor of the house and from the&amp;nbsp;office/bedroom areas on the second floor.&amp;nbsp; Begins each day with new wonder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;"On Easter Day the veil between time and eternity thins to gossamer."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Douglas Horton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S8hoOcdIo8I/AAAAAAAAADI/zUeWYBt16mY/s1600/Sunrise+April+4+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S8hoOcdIo8I/AAAAAAAAADI/zUeWYBt16mY/s320/Sunrise+April+4+001.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S8hs5rK4zFI/AAAAAAAAADY/W-jSjSTfFIA/s1600/Sunrise+April+4+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S8hs5rK4zFI/AAAAAAAAADY/W-jSjSTfFIA/s320/Sunrise+April+4+003.JPG" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-4865256285658819111?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4865256285658819111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=4865256285658819111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/4865256285658819111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/4865256285658819111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunrise.html' title='Sunrise'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S8hoOcdIo8I/AAAAAAAAADI/zUeWYBt16mY/s72-c/Sunrise+April+4+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-7117010994255998562</id><published>2010-03-22T11:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T11:00:39.172-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigela shrub office'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S6eFO9Q916I/AAAAAAAAAC8/oB4uSVpbzMs/s1600-h/P5314004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S6eFO9Q916I/AAAAAAAAAC8/oB4uSVpbzMs/s320/P5314004.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Weigela is an early blooming shrub located in our transfer or perennial garden in the back acreage.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;These are so nice to cut and display indoors while having a vast number of blossoms on the shrub outside to brighten up the outdoors Spring with pink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;A friend of mine grew these years ago and she would bring them to the office and display with Forsythia and opened Pussy Willows.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I have never tried to propagate a new Weigela shrub, but I understand it is quite easy to root from a fresh cutting.&amp;nbsp; Trim off the lower leaves, dip in rooting compound, and start rooting in moist peat moss.&amp;nbsp; Roots should start in a couple of weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Worth a try one day to share with others or locate in a new place on the land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-7117010994255998562?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7117010994255998562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=7117010994255998562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/7117010994255998562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/7117010994255998562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/weigela-is-early-blooming-shrub-located.html' title=''/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S6eFO9Q916I/AAAAAAAAAC8/oB4uSVpbzMs/s72-c/P5314004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-1318161907528304532</id><published>2010-03-14T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T20:59:56.604-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music American Idol Classical'/><title type='text'>Musical Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S52GLHewWLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/IFbTcaerZK0/s1600-h/violin.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S52GLHewWLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/IFbTcaerZK0/s320/violin.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My father was musical,&amp;nbsp; but my mom was not.&amp;nbsp; I took after Mom!&amp;nbsp; Imagine the joy of having&amp;nbsp;talented grandchildren filling our home with the&amp;nbsp;songs of many decades as well as classical music.&amp;nbsp; They sing, they play trombones, keyboards and violins...plus an occasional harmonica tune!&amp;nbsp; They play CDs, iTunes, you name it.&amp;nbsp; They bring their musical friends and play concerts in our living room!!&amp;nbsp; Oh, and, of course, they play WII Rock Band and sing along with American Idol.&amp;nbsp; Whatever!!&amp;nbsp; It is all&amp;nbsp;fun to us.&amp;nbsp; Thank you dear grandchildren. &amp;nbsp;May this home always be blessed with music of the heart and soul, of the past and present, and of the&amp;nbsp;talents of its&amp;nbsp;owners and visitors.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-1318161907528304532?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1318161907528304532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=1318161907528304532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1318161907528304532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1318161907528304532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/musical-home.html' title='Musical Home'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S52GLHewWLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/IFbTcaerZK0/s72-c/violin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-7093848583580390553</id><published>2010-02-26T20:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T08:22:53.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home in winter....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S4hu0Z96WTI/AAAAAAAAACs/-J6i04rjKhA/s1600-h/winterhouse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S4hu0Z96WTI/AAAAAAAAACs/-J6i04rjKhA/s400/winterhouse.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Fairwinds - serene, safe, warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-7093848583580390553?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7093848583580390553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=7093848583580390553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/7093848583580390553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/7093848583580390553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-home-in-winter.html' title='Home in winter....'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S4hu0Z96WTI/AAAAAAAAACs/-J6i04rjKhA/s72-c/winterhouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-1554248017902171762</id><published>2010-02-23T20:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:50:45.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog cousins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S4SFpAyq6PI/AAAAAAAAACc/Vr5cJzfb_X4/s1600-h/DOG+COUSINS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="176" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S4SFpAyq6PI/AAAAAAAAACc/Vr5cJzfb_X4/s400/DOG+COUSINS.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, to have Spring again and to frolic in the grass as did Kolo and Skipper, "cousins" who love their time together on the three acres.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-1554248017902171762?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1554248017902171762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=1554248017902171762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1554248017902171762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1554248017902171762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/dog-cousins.html' title='Dog cousins...'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S4SFpAyq6PI/AAAAAAAAACc/Vr5cJzfb_X4/s72-c/DOG+COUSINS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-8956942364163035267</id><published>2010-02-10T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:46:01.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S4SDVRT5mUI/AAAAAAAAACU/HaPp2zHpk3M/s1600-h/holloman.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S4SDVRT5mUI/AAAAAAAAACU/HaPp2zHpk3M/s400/holloman.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Looking from the side porch is the faraway&amp;nbsp;restored Holloman farmhouse.&amp;nbsp; It has several horses, couple of dogs, and kids from time to time.&amp;nbsp; We can hear the merriment when they do a bonfire and many of the family members attend.&amp;nbsp; In this wintery scene the sky breathes blue for a bit, before the next snowfall.&amp;nbsp; The gardens are warmed by coats of snow.&amp;nbsp; Still.&amp;nbsp; Nice.&amp;nbsp; Breathtaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-8956942364163035267?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8956942364163035267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=8956942364163035267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/8956942364163035267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/8956942364163035267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/looking-from-side-porch-is-faraway.html' title=''/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S4SDVRT5mUI/AAAAAAAAACU/HaPp2zHpk3M/s72-c/holloman.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-1914584579983578258</id><published>2010-01-15T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:37:12.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>December's Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S4R8uy4gmZI/AAAAAAAAACE/TlSGy0ZsIAQ/s1600-h/blog+winter.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S4R8uy4gmZI/AAAAAAAAACE/TlSGy0ZsIAQ/s320/blog+winter.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The December and January snows have been beautiful, but difficult as the snow just never seems to end.&amp;nbsp; Say Good-bye to us, El Nino!&amp;nbsp; We need sun and Spring to come soon.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the view from our house to one of the grazing pastures of the&amp;nbsp;farm.&amp;nbsp; So white...so cold.&amp;nbsp; So lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-1914584579983578258?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1914584579983578258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=1914584579983578258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1914584579983578258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1914584579983578258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/decembers-storm.html' title='December&apos;s Storm'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S4R8uy4gmZI/AAAAAAAAACE/TlSGy0ZsIAQ/s72-c/blog+winter.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-1910430542862461531</id><published>2009-12-20T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:36:38.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S4SBNuJXw-I/AAAAAAAAACM/8yBjbUyVqg0/s1600-h/blog+winter.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S4SBNuJXw-I/AAAAAAAAACM/8yBjbUyVqg0/s320/blog+winter.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There is never a boring view from this home.&amp;nbsp; This view looks from the driveway across the field in the direction of Pisgah Mountain, which can be seen from the house on clearer days.&amp;nbsp; I love the snow clinging to the tree limbs and the pristine snow lying on the ground...as yet untouched by wildlife, pets, grandchildren or us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.”&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;John Ruskin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-1910430542862461531?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1910430542862461531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=1910430542862461531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1910430542862461531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/1910430542862461531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-is-never-boring-view-from-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/S4SBNuJXw-I/AAAAAAAAACM/8yBjbUyVqg0/s72-c/blog+winter.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-2077477524608009510</id><published>2009-12-11T09:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T09:20:43.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FRONT YARD SUNSET!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SyJTnXgzMQI/AAAAAAAAABs/AM0wQG25KdY/s1600-h/186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SyJTnXgzMQI/AAAAAAAAABs/AM0wQG25KdY/s320/186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Catch your breath!&amp;nbsp; Looking from the front porch across the driveway and&amp;nbsp;beyond the pasture. &amp;nbsp; Each sunset is even more spectacular in person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-2077477524608009510?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2077477524608009510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=2077477524608009510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/2077477524608009510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/2077477524608009510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/front-yard-sunset.html' title='FRONT YARD SUNSET!'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SyJTnXgzMQI/AAAAAAAAABs/AM0wQG25KdY/s72-c/186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-7101462666713170232</id><published>2009-12-11T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T09:01:09.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SyJPHZB8uII/AAAAAAAAABc/OGMJxdNz7no/s1600-h/mist.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SyJPHZB8uII/AAAAAAAAABc/OGMJxdNz7no/s400/mist.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; This&amp;nbsp;awesome&amp;nbsp; picture of&amp;nbsp;early morning mist was&amp;nbsp; shot by my granddaughter, Ashley, from the side porch of our home. The photo is&amp;nbsp;overlooking the distant French Broad River flood plain&amp;nbsp;in Mills River.&amp;nbsp; It is quite breathtaking. The sepia tones were caught by the camera and not by editing. Way to go, Ashley!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-7101462666713170232?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7101462666713170232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=7101462666713170232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/7101462666713170232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/7101462666713170232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-picture-of-morning-mist-was-shot.html' title=''/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SyJPHZB8uII/AAAAAAAAABc/OGMJxdNz7no/s72-c/mist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-9029602208178852963</id><published>2009-12-11T07:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T07:32:58.465-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rose Garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flowers'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SyI7K9xWa_I/AAAAAAAAABU/2iIUdHCoz2k/s1600-h/P5185824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413954761619041266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SyI7K9xWa_I/AAAAAAAAABU/2iIUdHCoz2k/s320/P5185824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SyI7Kbl-LjI/AAAAAAAAABM/ObjDMaxYw9s/s1600-h/wisteria.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Rose Garden, which is somewhat heart shaped in design, bloomed well this year.  Must be more due to lots of rain and sun than to my green thumb.  Well, maybe my thumb helped a bit, but the credit goes to Mom Nature!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-9029602208178852963?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9029602208178852963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=9029602208178852963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/9029602208178852963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/9029602208178852963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-rose-garden-which-is-somewhat-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SyI7K9xWa_I/AAAAAAAAABU/2iIUdHCoz2k/s72-c/P5185824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-5408046831218870311</id><published>2009-05-30T12:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:29:13.318-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spirea; Side Porch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transfer Garden'/><title type='text'>Transfer Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This must be part of the Spirea family, but I am not sure.  It blooms about the same time of year (Spring) and it has thousands of tiny fragrant flowers.  This shrub is in the "transfer garden" - where we moved plant offsprings from our former home.  Over the years we have added other shrubs to this area and have moved many of the perennials to other gardens.  We have three acres of land and this garden is located approximately near the border of the 1st and 2nd acre.  In the winter I let the leaves mulch the roots and in the spring new growth emerges with good umphf! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Spring cometh!  And it does!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiFc2NNsU2I/AAAAAAAAABE/l8LhdUWnELU/s1600-h/P5125672.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341652719367902050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiFc2NNsU2I/AAAAAAAAABE/l8LhdUWnELU/s320/P5125672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiFb1j6pXiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5ySLEApC77Y/s1600-h/P5125669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 231px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341651608770534946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiFb1j6pXiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5ySLEApC77Y/s320/P5125669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiFb1dVIDLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/eA4NdgQS6CE/s1600-h/P5125663.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-5408046831218870311?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5408046831218870311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=5408046831218870311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5408046831218870311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/5408046831218870311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/05/transfer-garden.html' title='Transfer Garden'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiFc2NNsU2I/AAAAAAAAABE/l8LhdUWnELU/s72-c/P5125672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-7629501314078351903</id><published>2009-05-30T10:11:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:19:17.337-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spirea; Corner of Front Porch; Near Japanese Maples'/><title type='text'>Corner of Porch: Spirea and HDTV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiE_CB0JDqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/G_WPPHIlWg8/s1600-h/P5125643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341619937117540002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiE_CB0JDqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/G_WPPHIlWg8/s320/P5125643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each year we are thrilled with the Spirea at the corner of our front and side porch. It is large (have to lightly trim its branches on one side so as to not interfere with reception from DirecTV!) and its fragrance fills the surrounding air.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I love the Spirea, but I am also hooked on our HDTV!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-7629501314078351903?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7629501314078351903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=7629501314078351903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/7629501314078351903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/7629501314078351903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/05/corner-of-porch-spirea-and-hdtv.html' title='Corner of Porch: Spirea and HDTV'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiE_CB0JDqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/G_WPPHIlWg8/s72-c/P5125643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-3076304670431584464</id><published>2009-05-30T09:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:23:36.525-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siberian Irises'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knock-Out Rose'/><title type='text'>Blue Siberian Irises and First Knock-Out Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The blue flowers are Siberian Irises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. My husband found one on the roadside years ago. We planted it at our former home and then brought a few to Fairwinds. Now there are many. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The lovely pink-red plant in the background is my very first Knock-Out Rose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I love it. The full size will be about 3-4 feet high and wide, I believe. Currently the rose bush is surrounded by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Violets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which seed themselves yearly and add an abundance of purples to our gardens in the Spring. We have a dedicated rose garden, but this Knock-Out Rose in our front garden is supposedly long blooming and easy care. Pleasant.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiE0X7cFKcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/E5HMpfsPgzk/s1600-h/P5125627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341608218735225282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiE0X7cFKcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/E5HMpfsPgzk/s320/P5125627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-3076304670431584464?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3076304670431584464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=3076304670431584464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/3076304670431584464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/3076304670431584464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/05/blue-flowers-are-siberian-irises.html' title='Blue Siberian Irises and First Knock-Out Rose'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiE0X7cFKcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/E5HMpfsPgzk/s72-c/P5125627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-3746878084092805914</id><published>2009-05-30T09:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:24:36.973-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B. F. Nesbitt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese Maples'/><title type='text'>Japanese Maples</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;These two Japanese Maples were grown from seed by our neighbor over the hill beyond the pasture. He could grow anything it would seem, from a great family, to a great dairy farm, to great gardening. These were given to my husband and I as a housewarming gift 7 years ago. Each were still small then; each grew well. A couple of years ago we got hit with very bad winter weather and thought we had lost these gems. We waited. God worked. They are glorious in their abundant color once again. Thank you, B. F. Nesbitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiEwwlsDdZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YeQJ6kY7NMY/s1600-h/P5125642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341604244346860946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiEwwlsDdZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YeQJ6kY7NMY/s320/P5125642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-3746878084092805914?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3746878084092805914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=3746878084092805914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/3746878084092805914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/3746878084092805914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Japanese Maples'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiEwwlsDdZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YeQJ6kY7NMY/s72-c/P5125642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-3070386960707727897</id><published>2009-05-30T08:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T08:57:54.631-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sir Waddles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fairwinds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knight'/><title type='text'>Sir Waddles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiEso1bjtqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U3GYCCBnqw8/s1600-h/P5125628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341599713087174306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiEso1bjtqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U3GYCCBnqw8/s320/P5125628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The knight in shining armor is "Sir Waddles" named for the cat path of our former wooded home. Our cats would waddle down the path and hence his name - guarding over our sweet animals. Now he guards our gardens at Fairwinds. He does his job well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-3070386960707727897?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3070386960707727897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=3070386960707727897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/3070386960707727897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/3070386960707727897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/05/knight-in-shining-armor-is-sir-waddles.html' title='Sir Waddles'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/SiEso1bjtqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U3GYCCBnqw8/s72-c/P5125628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-115177902368450316</id><published>2009-04-30T14:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:21:35.284-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding Veil Spirea; Wethersfield'/><title type='text'>Spirea &amp; Memories of Early Childhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1515/2337/1600/spirea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1515/2337/320/spirea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spirea...Wedding Veil variety I think. Planted 4+ years ago. What a display we get each year of delicate, fragrant buds covering the long stems. I remember that my Mom and Dad had this type of shrub on their land in Wethersfield, CT when I was growing up. My sister and I loved the flowers following those harsh winters and the blustery Spring month of March.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-115177902368450316?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/115177902368450316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=115177902368450316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/115177902368450316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/115177902368450316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2006/07/spirea.html' title='Spirea &amp; Memories of Early Childhood'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-115177809893305141</id><published>2009-04-30T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:08:17.939-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Garden Phlox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1515/2337/1600/Sundial%20and%20Phlox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1515/2337/320/Sundial%20and%20Phlox.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1515/2337/1600/Phlox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1515/2337/320/Phlox.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every winter we see the dormant creeping phlox keep the sundial garden somewhat green. Then come early spring and the color begins. This started with one small plant in a plastic black pot. Now it is a good 6 x 3 foot patch. At its fullest, the green is nearly hidden by the mass of purple blooms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-115177809893305141?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/115177809893305141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=115177809893305141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/115177809893305141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/115177809893305141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2006/07/spring-garden-phlox.html' title='Spring Garden Phlox'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22904278.post-114402934763898459</id><published>2009-04-02T21:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:08:33.332-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welcome Friends and Family'/><title type='text'>Fairwinds Gardens in North Carolina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1515/2337/1600/Welcome%20Friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1515/2337/320/Welcome%20Friends.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fairwinds Gardens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;North Carolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I gingerly set out my first new plant for the growing season. By mistake, I had opened a blogsite but had no idea what to do with it. Inspiration struck while planting that first geranium in my ornamental garden cart given to me by the parents of two of my grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let this blog begin and be blessed by God's garden marvels.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22904278-114402934763898459?l=journalscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/114402934763898459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22904278&amp;postID=114402934763898459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/114402934763898459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22904278/posts/default/114402934763898459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalscribblings.blogspot.com/2006/04/fairwinds-gardensinnorth-carolina.html' title='Fairwinds Gardens in North Carolina'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06716541813712988953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIyFGnK1Yqg/TUbP6KTvc6I/AAAAAAAAALc/djLKTnh-6Tg/s220/donnaimage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
