Another Milestone...Graduation

Paris High School Graduation 2012

Let's Do This Thing!

A turning of time, milestones behind them

New roads ahead.

I am reminded of 1Corinthians 13:11

When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.

The students were charged by Judd Payne to know what they want and pursue it.

The world will knock you down and knock you down but if you want it badly enough,

you will keep getting up until you see your dreams become a reality.

There are no words to describe how I felt as I watched the caps

tossed into the air.

They did. It is done. The crowd leaves. You're not ready to close this door but as the last few walk off the field the lights will dim, doors will lock. Old chapters close and new ones

begin. They walk with a new confidence we close the night with Biblical confidence.

Jeremiah 29:11

"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

{{ 98 }} Prom

They are so cute all dressed up. I have to laugh when I see hair bands on both their arms...

now isn't that a great addition to prom?

{{ 97 }} Prom

The lovely Daylon and my son, Jansen.

Prom 2011 NLHS

{{ 85 }} The End

The end brought a great time with my parents, sisters, neices and nephews.

{{ 76 }} Butcher Block

When I was little I was drawn to this chunk of wood. It held a bit of mystery as it sat in the dingy dark corner behind the meat counter. It was the chopping block when my Grandad owned Hick's Grocery in the early 40's. He sold it to my mom who sold it to her sister. It was always a part of the store which made it a part of our daily lives. I learned to cut meat, weigh it and most of all...the funnest to me...wrap it in a white package from this block. It is buttery soft with age. So glad it was salvaged when the store burned.

{{ 57 }} Swirlz

Sweet little China cups wait to be held by tiny hands.

Reminds me of my collection of mismatched patterns.

Each hold a story.

At Swirlz you can have your own tea party and sit at teh Duff table.

Let the little ones enjoy a time of dress up and prettiness.

{{ 56 }} Swirlz

Is this the prettiest color or what? Everywhere I look I see the lovely shade of robin egg blue. I really just want to grab the handle and listen. When I was little, PawPaw had a fridge with the neatest sound. I loved to hear the opening and the feel of it as you pulled the handle. You young people won't have a clue...but if you lived in the 60's and before...you know. You remember and smile.

{{ 55 }} Swirlz

 The lovely colors of SWIRLZ. My friend from nearly 30 years ago has the sweetest little bakery.  I stopped in to visit and just had to share the colors.

Summer Nights

Our teen boys are out and about so after a long day we went walking with a young couple who is expecting their first child.
It's been a busy day with me helping out at church and my husband helping prepare for the Annual Father's Day Cookout for the men of the church and their children.
I grabbed my Reliv shake before heading out for the Trail de Paris and the 90 degree heat that would be our constant companion.
We were greated with hundreds of fireflies lighting the wooded area around the trail. As the evening skies grew darker you could see bats swooping for their next bite...of bugs...not us. LOL Great time but I am totally out of shape and now my body is letting me know what it thinks of me doing nothing for exercise. I really was waiting until we moved to Israel and I was going to walk and run daily along the shores of the Mediterranean Sea, honest.
As the hour of the night grew later we found ourselves gathered on our neighbors porch; the guys admiring R's new "vintage" robin egg blue electric guitar. I couldn't argue with the purchase. He paid $30. and it is by far the most beautiful of all the intruments he has brought home. (But the others have to go!)
We sit and visit as S. picks on his guitar. He plays a worship song and I sing harmony. I love moments like these. After a bit he plays a country song, Garth Brooks, Friends in Low Places. That one brings back memories of 1991 when we lived in Bolivar, MO.
on Austin street next to the old college dorms. This dorm housed boys and they would come in from afternoon classes and you could hear this song blaring from their radio. I remember going out to hang the laundry on the line and wondering just which room that loud music was coming from. I think it was the only tape they had...yes, in those days it was tapes.
A wonderful summer night with neighbors in our life on Margaret....