Sunday . . . All Day!

Mike Amacker sent this beautiful picture along of the ranch in moonlight.  It looks like a winter sky and it is cold up there.   

As each day this man was given the trust and support of so many, only to be let  down on a daily basis.   I wonder what they think of him now.

Here it is Sunday and the week flew by.   Our spring weather is coming right along and the trees are budding and the flowers starting to bud as well.    Son John wrote to say it had gotten colder and the new storm has arrived with snow to shovel.   Listening to the weather forecast on television last evening, I was wondering how the folks back in Boston, Mass. are doing with another new snow storm to top off the several feet they are still shoveling from the last storms.   It must be tough going, but then those New England folks are hardy and used to  long hard winters.    Hopefully they have good furnaces and carpet on the floors.   I remember days of linoleum flooring and rushing to a heating register to get dressed for the day.   I shiver thinking about it.   Each area has its own weather.  Here we have the dampness that settles in your bones and rain for weeks on end, along with fog.   We change as the seasons change and make the best of it.  Not much anyone can do about weather but enjoy it for what it is. 

I wish I had lots of interesting topics to cover today.    There just has not been anything on going that is exciting enough  unless you want to hear about my firing the professional gardening outfit.  The men were great, the boss was not.  He was going to have it all his way or not at all;  so...he got not at all.   From words of wonder to 'extra' on the bill. . um, I was to be a silent partner. . . me, silent....I don't think so.

Enjoy your Sunday.  Don't forget to say a prayer or two for those who are suffering.    Extend the good deed to encompass a couple of more in need of a good hug.    Sunday is a good day to be 'good' . . . 'better' . . .. 'best'. . . go,  you can do it.   Hugs to all.