Thursday, December 31, 2009
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Late December Beauty
On my
walk this beautiful cool crisp morning I am reminded
of the sheer beauty of
living here (on the Appalachian Trail.)
I (now) call it "The 3333
Club" as we live just above this elevation.
Because of this our weather is
uniquely a (wee) bit wild,
with immense variation and with creeping (very-very
dense)
fog mist masses that travel the mountain and are found in such
mountain
elevations (only.) We also get wintry (very high level)
winds. Every day, I do
behold (such) wonder and awesome beauty.
The skies and the mountain-top views
are breathtakingly beautiful.
Each day the (various) mountains present
themselves
a little differently, as you can see.
Enjoy...We still have the view of trees, both the older larger
top branches and the new
young trees snapped directly
off from the recent Christmas day ice storm
(2009.)
Just one photo (here) doesn't do this storm justice.
Just imagine times
300,000 as far as I can see
(panoramically speaking...)
I think the trees are
crying (or if trees can hurt they might be....)
The woods are damaged all
around.
Back
later friend.
:-)
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Snow...snow...S-n-o-w...and then...ice.
Here are
a few most recent pics of our area!
As you
can well see, the foliage is still encased today in thick icy blobs; dribbles,
and is
almost finger...or glove-like!
It is
kind of compelling now (but actually caused a lot of difficulty to our
infrastructure/lights/power and damage to almost all the plants and trees it
adhered to.)
In some
areas (as in where the road is plowed) it's an ugly mess; like after a
hurricane (with downed tree limbs, cracked trees and branches of all shapes
everywhere. They are frozen into the snow.)
It sure
feels absolutely wonderful to be 'out and about' (which I now am; mostly
running errands for my kids...:)) God Bless you. Check this out 4 sure! Back
later friend. Kudos to you!
Monday, December 28, 2009
Frozen in time
Well…I'm
back. J
I know~it's
been a bit of awhile.
Let’s
just say "I've covered a lot of ground" since my departure.
I left
off making bread and then I managed to fall off the planet
(well, nearly.) And…I
cannot stay on long.
On
Christmas day we collectively did endeavor (ha!) :-)
to set a new record where
I live… for the 'most trees that
snapped off' (in the ice.)
They are now
calling what
happened here in the Appalachians
"The Ice Storm of the
Century"
in which a state of emergency was officially
declared (for real.) These are some pics
from Christmas day itself, when we thought
the storm was
fun.
It soon went from fun and entertaining
to mind-blowing and at times...
mind numbing.
Do you believe these photos??
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Dec. 23rd~Bread.
Today's Blog
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2 Kings
4:1-7
1NOW THE
wife of a son of the prophets cried to Elisha, Your servant my husband is dead,
and you know that your servant feared the Lord. But the creditor has come to
take my two sons to be his slaves.
2Elisha
said to her, What shall I do for you? Tell me, what have you [of sale value] in
the house? She said, Your handmaid has nothing in the house except a jar of oil.
3Then he
said, Go around and borrow vessels from all your neighbors, empty vessels--and
not a few.
4And when
you come in, shut the door upon you and your sons. Then pour out [the oil you
have] into all those vessels, setting aside each one when it is full.
5So she
went from him and shut the door upon herself and her sons, who brought to her
the vessels as she poured the oil.
6When the
vessels were all full, she said to her son, Bring me another vessel. And he
said to her, There is not a one left. Then the oil stopped multiplying.
7Then she
came and told the man of God. He said, Go, sell the oil and pay your debt, and
you and your sons live on the rest.
Note
these passages: " 6When the vessels were all full, she said to her son,
Bring me another vessel. And he said to her, There is not a one left. Then the
oil stopped multiplying. 7Then she came and told the man of God. He said, Go,
sell the oil and pay your debt, and you and your sons live on the rest.
***
Voila~ my
bread is in; I'm back!
Today is
Dec. 23, 2009; 2 whole days before...Christmas of 2009-ish.
It
occurred to me today, in bed that I have been guilty of placing far too much
emphasis
on the gifts--although they are nice (yes--the getting of them,
the
wrapping and the sending of them and the procuring of them.)
than I
have on the Gift-giver Himself. Yes~ I (alone)--- am guilty.
Guilty,
guilty, guilty.
In my
meditation this morning I thought about (((Jesus.)))
I
contemplated Him and the substance of His nature.
I then
had the thought of Jesus as that one same oil
(as in
the passage above)...the Oil that never runs dry;
oil that
supplies (all) joy and provides for us a glad and a happy life .
He issues
forth of Himself-- more and then...more.
Think on
this then, Gentle Reader.
Bread
recipe: my bread (today) was the standard
White
bread recipe (made with bread flower) for
the Oster
breadmaker (with a little bit of oatmeal;
about 1/3
cup thrown in.)
I will
let you know *just how*
it turns out.
:-)
Hello!
((Welcome.))
You have arrived...on planet What-cha-ma-blog
(I
haven't named this blog yet)
and on
this planet lies the Land of the much-and-much;
a land of
milk and of some honey.
Here is a
photo for you to dwell on, dear Reader,
as I
thus~depart.
I must
away to my bread maker and commence
the
overall insertion (of ingredients.)
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