Photo Dump Picture Post

Now I know why Annie always does these posts. She has a card full of pictures that could be about 10 posts but no time to write them. Most of them happened to long ago anyway.

 This post was going to be called "Back in Time" because Ann made the recipe for Mom and Papa's wedding cake for us to taste.

These aren't butter cups are they? They were shorter and in a swamp.

This was a bake sale that my mom and sister (and some of the rest of the family) put on for me. All the earnings go to my schooling.

Rainbow!

Azaleas

The leaves are out! Happiness

La and apple tree blossoms

Very high creek at the bottom of the cow pasture after spring storms

May Apple

Ann's nails. I always tell her she has such pretty nails even not painted. Mine are short and stubby.

Evening light after milking

Do you see what I see?

found in the pasture on the way to fix fence

The fence is finally fixed! It was so fun to let the cows out. I didn't know a cow could look happy!

They stood just outside the gate and ate like they were starved. Our milk went up to 2 gal per milking!

 

I have been at one of my 3 jobs every day since May 14 and will not have another day empty till June 14 and those are each just one day so when this past weekend was suddenly free, I dragged most of the family down to NJ to see Grandma. One day going, one day there, and one day back.

mom and her mom

The past several times we were there I have tried to watch the sunrise over the ocean but there have always been too many clouds. This time I saw it. Just as good as I thought.

Micah went with me and took pictures. This is afterwords back at the house. He took the pics of me and Mom and Grandma, the rest are from my phone.

One of 'my favorite' parts of blogging is changing the background. :)

These Hands (by Dave Gunning)

Some hands have held the world together
Some hands have fought in wars forever
Tell me what shall I do with these hands of mine

Some hands have blessed a million people
Some hands helped free the world from evil
Tell me what shall I do with these hands of mine

What shall I do with these hands of mine

What shall I do with these hands of mine

The world could use a hero of the human kind

So tell me what shall I do with these hands of mine

Some hands can stop a life from dying
Some hands comfort a baby crying
So tell me what shall I do with these hands of mine

What shall I do with these hands of mine

What shall I do with these hands of mine

The world could use a hero of the human kind

So tell me what shall I do with these hands of mine

I want to sing it from my heart, I want to hear it in the wind 'Til it blows around the world, and comes back again All that we can ask, is for ours to be free To use them when we want, for whatever the need

Some hands give voice to a nation
Some hands wrote "The Times They Are a-Changin'"
So tell me what shall I do with these hands of mine

What shall I do with these hands of mine

What shall I do with these hands of mine

The world could use a hero of the human kind

So tell me what shall I do with these hands of mine

So tell me what shall I do with these hands of mine