One thing for sure is that Oklahoma roads are not what we have here in Texas. Folks in Oklahoma are friendly, perhaps they are transplants from Texas. But, was honored to get to go and see my Lady Bug Graduate! They had fifty-five Valedictorians and proud to say she was one of them.
‘Fake News’ Back When?...
Sometimes, a random thought crosses my mind (admittedly, it’s usually a rough crossing), and there’s no guarantee of safe arrival to the other side. Such thoughts often bob up and down like a fishing line cork that’s way too big, thus giving a six-year-old fisherperson mixed signals as to whether the time has come to “land” a four-inch perch.
Myrtle’s Agarita Jelly
I love this time of year! The weather is warmer, the days are longer and everyone seems to cheerier with winter being over. Spending time with friends and family at the river or lake, outdoor cook outs, these activities I really look forward to and they bring back a lot of good memories.
Something else that brings back fond memories this time of year is when I see Agarita bushes loaded with Agarita berries.
School will be out in days. I am not sure I am prepared for a summer with grandkids. Really, they are not prepared to do the Grandma jobs I dream up on a regular basis. This should be a fun few months. I have marked the calendar for the first days of preschool activities in August.
Memorial Day is May 29th.
A tiny egg.
Sign of Spring.
Life.
Hope springing eternal.
Newborn birds.
In the nest.
Out of the nest.
Some in their eggs.
Some wailing for worms.
Like those at the Odeon Theatre.
And some who don’t make it.
A tiny broken egg.
Bird unformed.
Too soon.
No hope.
No wings.
No flight.
No feathers.
And so, Spring passes it by.
No second chances.
None for the baby bird, either.
Fallen from the bough.
Perfect beak.
Bulging eyes.
Feathered wings.
No airlift.
Too weak to fly.
Spring passes it by.
No s ...
Weekend at the Colonial
Last weekend, Sean Reardon, his son, Aaron and I headed up to Fort Worth. We were guests of Dr. Steve Cole from Aledo and his brother, Michael, from Dallas.
The reason for the weekend getaway was to attend the Colonial Golf Tournament, which had started on Thursday; but, would be finishing up play on Saturday and Sunday.
City Votes
Dear Gerry:
I had a visit with Vickie Enrique, the commissioner with “one day’s experience” representing District 4. I asked her how she prepared herself before taking her seat on the Commission. She told me that she had spent considerable time researching the matter of the Mitigation Plan and had many visits and conversations with a lot of people in her district.
It’s coming next week! Summer Reading begins! Read with a Dog will be on Mondays beginning Monday, June 5th from 10:00-11:00 a.m. Students should be here no later than 10:30 a.m. so that they can finish their 30 minutes on time. Read to Swim will on Mondays through Thursdays from 1:00-2:00 p.m.
The Israelites
Like many Americans, I miss my old college days. It’s been almost three weeks since I graduated from Harding. I remember the day I graduated like it was less than three weeks ago. And right after the ceremony someone came up to me and asked what I’m going to do now.
Television commercials really stomp on my nerves and intelligence. Some, I have no idea as to what they are selling. Some, silly and some, just down right stupid. Like, who wears a gown to pour Clorox? That’s just stupid. Too, who Swiffers wearing three inch heels?
I change channels to the cooking shows during commercials.
