Saturday, September 26, 2015
Thursday, September 24, 2015
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don't stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven't hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.
Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Saturday, September 19, 2015
Sunday, September 06, 2015
Saturday, September 05, 2015
Friday, September 04, 2015
We were so glad that Kelly could come.
Margaret is saying "What's the password." I believe it was Hermione Granger.
Thursday, September 03, 2015
I had giving a lot of thought to John's 1st day of school. I wanted it to be such a great experience for him. It had the potential to be so great. Well, right before back to school night John had and an accident. He broke his arm jumping off the neighbors trampoline. He was so disappointed. Even while he was drugged up he was asking what time it was trying to see if he could still make it. That was a big "NO." We did go the next day. We meet his teacher, told her what happened and he spent the rest of the day trying to rest.