OK, well maybe it’s not a river but it looked like it was going to get there. Another day of thunderstorms and some more glorious rain. WS (Wonderful Spouse) doesn’t like the fact that when it has rained lately, it comes down so hard and so fast that it rearranges the landscape. I encouraged him to just let it be until the summer storms are over.
When I noticed the new “river” flowing through the property, I also noticed the misty Tortolita mountains in the background. When there’s bright sun, you can’t see the different levels of them. Tucson is surrounded by mountains and I love mountains! Now I just wish I could send some of this wonderful rain to parts of the world where they are needing it so much. Namaste’
Just had to get out there with my camera after this evening’s storm. Lots of thunder, lightning, and tons of rain, but just after it started clearing, I got this. Straight from the camera. All I did was add the frame. You can see the ribbon of water still standing on the lower left. Thank you, Mother Nature. Namaste’
Does anyone like RAINIER CHERRIES as much as I do? I think I could make myself sick eating these unless someone stops me. I found these today for $3.99/lb. I’ve seen them as high as $6.99/lb. so color me happy! Life is just a bowl of cherries … Rainier cherries!
I’ll try not to eat all of them today – LOL! If I did, a stomach ache would be sure to ensue. Namaste’
If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Feel free to comment below. As for me, I would be Dandelion.
Today’s photo is because I love crayons. Always have. School supplies are already in the stores and so I bought myself a new box of 24 crayons. I have tons of colored pencils and I use them, too, but there’s nothing like the feel and smell of a new box of crayons. Go buy yourself and box and see what I mean. See if a ton of childhood memories don’t come flooding in when you get a whiff of those wonderful wax sticks. Below are some really cool quotes that I found about crayons. Namaste’
I consider myself a crayon…I might not be your favorite color, but one day you’re going to need me to complete your picture … ~Anonymous
Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air – explode softly – and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth – boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn’t go cheap, either – not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination. ~Robert Fulghum
Life is about using the whole box of crayons. ~RuPaul
If you want an interesting party sometime, combine cocktails and a fresh box of crayons for everyone. ~Robert Fulghum
And my very favorite …
Lying in bed would be an altogether perfect and supreme experience if only one had a colored pencil long enough to draw on the ceiling. ~G.K. Chesterton
I almost didn’t think we were going to get any rain today … promises, promises … from Mr. Weatherman. But lo and behold, when I got home from visiting with Mom, there were the puddles. I missed all the action (it wasn’t raining at all at Mom’s) but at least I got these. Didn’t even have to do a rain dance 🙂 Hope your Saturday has been good; really good. Namaste’
Instead of the post I had planned for today, I bought a bouquet of flowers in honor of the Aurora CO victims and their families.
I will pray for your family during this difficult time. I will ask God to give you comfort, strength, and peace.
A few days ago I posted about the tornado that ripped through my grandparents’ home in Kansas. They have been on my mind lately, maybe because of the summer storms here that remind me of the ones I grew up with back then.
Well, here they are … my maternal grandparents, Catherine and Frank Long. In my opinion, they were two of the most wonderful people who ever walked through this world. Everyone in town knew Mr. & Mrs. Long. Grandma would walk uptown, wearing a hat and gloves and Grandpa always wore his fedora when he went out anywhere. He worked for the Union Pacific railroad as a master electrician for 45 years!!!! When I stayed at their house, I would wait to hear Grandpa’s Ford Model A come down the street, then run out to meet him as he pulled in. He used that old car to drive back and forth to work and I thought it was just awesome! Once in a while he would let me ride on the running board and say, “Don’t tell Grandma.” Grandma was always the one who held the Long family together and she had a pretty strict set of rules. She never worked and never drove a car, but she was the world champion 🙂 when it came to back-seat driving. Yet Grandpa was so patient with her.
The story goes that Grandma’s parents owned a boarding house in Omaha and Grandpa was renting a room there while on his job away from home. He saw Grandma playing the piano in the parlor and made up his mind that he would court her and marry her one day. He did, and they were married for 55 years when he passed away.
Marysville, KS was only 4,000 people and still is, I believe. I haven’t been back there since my grandmother passed away, but I will always have such loving memories of these two and be grateful for what they brought to my life. I wish every child could have grandparents like mine. It would be a better world indeed.
The small picture on the bottom right is the day they were married in Granger, Iowa. I don’t have the date for either of these photos, so I need to do some research on that. Namaste’