February 18, 2008

  • Through the Glass

    I don’t make a practice of participating in the weekly photo challenge (let’s face it, I haven’t been participating in much of anything on Xanga lately), but I was intrigued by this week’s subject, “Through the Glass”.  Also, the kids are home from school today (President’s Day) so I am home with them, it is frigidly cold outside, so I don’t particularly want to go outdoors, but I have a new camera to play with (one with an 18x optical zoom, woo hoo!).  So in playing around with the camera this morning, this is what I came up with:

    (You can click on the photos to see them enlarged, with “captions”)

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    Chickadee in the flowering crab tree

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    Feeding time!

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    Feeding time #2      

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    Open for business.

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       Home Sweet Home

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    Standing guard over the frozen pond.

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    Zoomed in

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    Lightly frosted

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    Birches “through the glass”

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    Papa tree, mama tree and baby tree.  The tree trio!

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    Snowy sculpture                                          

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        Ice sculpture

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      Waiting for spring

                                                                        

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    Reflections

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    Reflections #2

                                                                   

February 11, 2008

  • “If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again!” or the fine art of “do-over

    (The following is the letter we sent this year to our friends at Christmastime — I figured it was as good of an update as anything I could write about where we all are and what we are doing!)

     

    When times are good, be happy;                                                                                   

    but when times are bad, consider:                                                                                

    God has made the one                                                                                                  

    as well as the other,                                                                                                     

    So that we won’t take anything for granted.                                                                

    Ecclesiastes 7:14                                                                                                         

                   We had something of a small Christmas “miracle” in our family this year.  We managed to take a GOOD Christmas picture on the very first try!  Yes, it’s true; this is the year of the one-shot wonder.  Every year the kids approach our annual Christmas photo shoot with a feeling akin to dread, knowing they may have to suffer through countless re-takes, while the smiles plastered on their faces begin to make their cheeks ache and the cheesy jokes we tell to induce those smiles begin to wear thin – all in the hope of producing an image that will satisfy a rather picky photographer (that would be me).  Imagine their surprise (and mine!) this year when we took one picture, reviewed it (oh, the beauty of digital photography) and heard me declare not “do-over”, but “it’s good!” 

    Life generally isn’t like that – often we need more than one try before we get a thing right.  In talking with my Mom on the phone Thanksgiving Day, I was reminded of one of my early life lessons regarding second chances.  Somehow the course of our conversation led to the topic of taking the driver’s license road test.  Mom reminded me of the time I took the test — and failed – and about how distraught I became.  I didn’t want to go back to school and face my friends — I thought the embarrassment was more than I could stand. Mom made me go, of course, and I survived to re-take and pass the test on my second try.  For me, the experience was a memorable brush with what is now popularly called a “do-over”.  Through it, I learned a lot about grace and humility.  I also learned that failure isn’t equivalent to not succeeding – failure is not succeeding and then giving up.

    2007 has been a year of ups and downs – mostly ups, thank goodness.  But it’s somehow hard to count the downs when they serve as opportunities to look for ways to change and make things better, and remind me of just how blessed we are most of the time.  We are healthy, surrounded by great friends and family members, and we even managed to pay all our bills again this year (including tuition for two college students), mostly on time!  Some of the ups for me included my Mom’s 80th birthday; an anniversary trip with Art to the North Shore; my parents 60th anniversary; our annual family trip to our favorite little resort; another trip with Art to the Boundary Waters along with friends Dave, Sally, Brad, and Stephanie; spending time at our summer cabin with our “extended” family (our neighbor’s, they co-own the cabin with us and are like a part of our family);  singing in the church choir and the Chorale; going with Isaac to Choirboys summer camp at Timber Bay and working in the kitchen; a “sister’s spa weekend”; attending 8 performances of the high school drama department’s fall musical “Beauty and the Beast” (Mark and Grant were both in it); and having regular visits with my two favorite college students (Kyle and Nathan)!   My “do-over” story: We went out to the woods and cut down a beautiful balsam fir for our Christmas tree this year.  Unfortunately, it was about 12 feet tall (funny how those things are hard to judge out in the snowy woods) and our ceiling is only 10 ft.  Much to our dismay, after Art chopped off the bottom 2 feet of the trunk we were left with a very scrawny balsam fir – apparently all of the fullness came from the bottom branches.  So off to the pre-cut tree lot in Isanti we went, with less than 5 minutes to spare before the lot closed for the night, where we hastily chose our “do-over” tree.  It’s an 8 foot frasier & a pretty nice one too, just a little smaller than what we usually have.  Oh well, at least I have all of the pictures of our excursion into the woods! 

    Now to let the rest of the family tell their stories—————-

    Mark:  As my mom already mentioned, this year had ups and downs.  My biggest down was not going on the choir tour for the first time in four years.  The biggest up was simply starting high school and doing all of the things that go along with it: the musical, cross country, friends, and of course wrestling, which leads to my do-over story.  Early this year (late January or early February) I had the chance to wrestle at the ninth grade conference meet.  At the time, I was only an eighth grader so I had a big case of the butterflies.  The first match began, and I was not ready for it.  I went out there and wrestled poorly and lost to someone I knew I should have beat.  The rest of the day went better with me winning a close match and then losing to an extremely good wrestler.  I was tired and sore, but when I found out who I was wrestling for my final match I forgot all about that.  I was going to wrestle the same kid who had beaten me the first round.  The match was close, but I squeezed my way to a win and a fifth place finish.  Not bad for an eighth grader.

    Art:  I am probably the grand-master of do-overs.  I attribute this to personal ineptitude, poor planning (or no planning), inexperience & gender – i.e. not seeking professional advice as “I have the ability to tackle anything”.  Webster’s definition of hasty describes my approach to projects well; “made too rapid to be accurate or wise”.   A summary of just a few recent projects that would qualify as requiring at least one or more do-overs would include:  solving water leaks in the basement walls and windows; high school musical prop construction; furnace repairs & plumbing projects at home, cabin and office; appliance repairs and installations; hot water heater installation at the cabin;  and painting ventures that require a different color or application technique.  Most of the above would provide many laughs if I described them in detail or if they had been captured on videotape, and several included “help” from my good friend Dan F.  Nonetheless life is good for me in spite of all the do-overs.  In addition to the events Leah mentioned, I would add as highlights our neighborhood bonfire/campfire gatherings, my ice-fishing trip to Lake of the Woods, and I would also submit that reaching the half-century mark can be considered, if not a highlight, at the very least a significant milestone.

    Kyle:  There are so many times when I catch myself thinking, “Man, I wish I could do that again, or in a different way”, that it would fill an entire paging trying to list them.  I guess (and I am a little embarrassed to be saying this) that my biggest “do-over” would have to be my Organic Chemistry II class at the U of M.  I am currently in my second bout with the class after “not doing so well” the first time around.  I don’t know if it was my approach, the teacher’s teaching methods, or a combination of both that led to this, but I am glad I had a chance for a “do-over” in this class.  As I am sure is common with most people, this past year has been filled with ups and downs, but I am so thankful that the ups greatly outweigh the downs.  Several of this last year’s highlights include:  running a successful painting franchise this last summer, finishing off my time at the U of M(at the time I am writing this I have only one week left!), and spending time with my family (whenever time allows).  I am hoping that this next year will be filled with even more ups and more chances for “do-overs”.  Happy Holidays to everyone and God Bless.

    Isaac (with help from Mom):  There are two things I have to do over more than any others; my spelling words and my piano lessons.  I usually have to take my spelling test twice, sometimes three times before I get all the words right, and sometimes it takes me two or three lessons before I pass my piano assignments.  The thing I need to do more of to pass either one is PRACTICE.  Sometimes I don’t like to practice.  What I DO like to do is play with my legos, especially the Mars Mission legos, and I like to play Roller Coaster Tycoon on the computer.  I also liked going to sleepover camp for the choirboys this year.  I wasn’t sure I would like it at first, but it turned out to be fun!  My Mom worked in the kitchen and Mark was my junior counselor, so I didn’t even get homesick. I got the award for most improved in archery.  I also turned 9 years old this year and had a birthday party.  I had 8 friends over and we made rockets and launched them in the field by our house.  Mostly they all flew great, but a couple got stuck in a tree. 

    Grant:  I tend to procrastinate a lot, and that is the main cause of my do over. This summer I put off my summer homework until about one week before I started my junior year of high school, and in that time I had to read three books, do three book reports, as well as a number of related projects. As you might guess, I was scrambling to finish it all in time. I really could have done a much better job if I had worked on it all summer long, but I did get it done in time. So it seems that all’s well that ends well. I do regret that I had to go through all that stress, when I could have just worked on it all summer. I guess it was just one of those learning experiences mom and dad keep talking about. If I could do it over, knowing what I do now, I would do my summer homework during the summer, instead of doing it at the last minute. In the past year along with the downs (like summer homework), there have definitely been some ups as well. My most memorable “up” would have to be being in the school musical, Beauty and the Beast. I got to do all sorts of different things this year. I was a bookseller, a townsperson, a singing & dancing knife (did you know that flatware’s entertaining?), and the Beast’s stunt double. I was very busy back stage, but considering all the work it was, it was even more fun. That’s why it is my best memory of this year.

    Nate: I think, out of all my brothers, I might have inherited the most do-over genes from the self-proclaimed “grand-master of do-overs.” I often find myself having restart papers, math problems,  programming homework, and other things (this is my second try at this paragraph – I tried writing it about a specific programming homework, but I realized all the non-computer scientists out there might get a little bored reading about “infinite loops as result of improper recursive calls”).  Even so, being do-over jr. has taught me a lot about myself and has often led to a better result than if I had gotten it right the first time. Every time I have to repeat something that I’ve already done, I learn from my mistakes and the next time is always ten times better. My biggest do-over of the past year was probably my attempt to find a job. I applied at a few places last spring for a part time job, and I got a few interviews. I went into them totally unprepared, thinking my personality and work experience alone would get me the job. Turns out most of the people that do interviews plan questions to trip-up the unprepared and make them look less suited for the job than they actually are. Learning from these failed interviews, when it came time to look for a job again this fall, I came to all my interviews with a well thought out resume, my class schedule for the semester, and help from half a dozen articles on the internet. Needless to say, I got to pick the job I wanted after all the interviews were done, and the paragraph you are now reading was written by a well paid agent of the Best Buy Geek Squad. So, thanks Dad, your wonderful do-over traits are not being wasted.

    The God I love is a God of “do-overs”.  No matter how many times humanity screws up, He continues to respond with love and forgiveness.  Jesus – His ultimate gift of love and grace – was given to us that first Christmas, and is still there for us today, offering us all the gift of a fresh start.  Embracing that great gift is life’s biggest and best “do-over”.

    Come dearest child, into our hearts, and leave your crib behind you!

    Let this be where the new life starts for all who seek and find you.

    To you the honor, thanks, and praise,

    For all your gifts this time of grace;

    Come, conquer and deliver

                                                                               The world, and us, forever.        

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February 8, 2008

  • Encouragement

    It seems I have been given a “sign” — or perhaps several signs (if you believe in such things).  A couple of months ago a total stranger found my Xanga site and sent me an e-mail telling me how much she enjoyed my entries.  In fact, her exact words were “…I’ve reread several many times and marvel at your insight.  Thank you!”  It got me thinking about how little writing I have done lately, and how much I miss it.  Then, a couple of weeks ago, I revisited my posts about my trip to Ireland in 2005 because I am finally getting around to putting together a photo book with the pictures from that trip and I wanted to read my entries to jog my memory about some of the details.  I cannot tell you how glad I am that I made those entries so soon after returning from the trip — there were many little things I would have forgotten if not for the fact that I captured them while they were fresh in my mind. At that time, I decided to make a quick entry just to say “hi” and let you know I was still around.  I was encouraged to get some responses from some of you who are still around and still checking in on me from time to time. Then just this week, another Mom I know from the boy’s choir Isaac sings in found my entries by doing a search for choir blogs, and introduced me to her blog (on another blogging site, not Xanga).  Last night we had a nice conversation at choir about the impact that blogging can have both for the blogger and the reader of blogs.  So I am encouraged to begin again!  It will take some reorganizing of my time to fit this into my schedule, but I am encouraged by all of the little coincidences that have occurred recently that are telling me it is time to rekindle my love affair with the written word. 

January 24, 2008

  • Hello, Strangers!

    DSCF0353     I have been gone for so long I’ve almost forgotten how to do this.  Things have changed a bit, so it will take some getting used to — there will be a learning curve as I find out what is new and different.  Please forgive my ineptitude as I learn my way around again.  My passion lately has been similar to Xanga, in that it involves writing and photographs.  I have been creating photo albums on the shutterfly website.  I currently have two of my books posted in the shutterfly gallery.  One is a tribute to my Mom on her 80th birthday, including an incredible text written by my brother (see “Finding a Voice” in the ‘My Favorite Posts’ box at the left of my page) who has lived with ALS (Lou Gehrig’s disease) for almost 24 years.  Here is a link for that book:  http://community.shutterfly.com/gallery/post/start.sfly?postId=/gallery/1/post/GMGDFgyYM2jJq0Yg8gRi5-

    The other book is about my home state of Minnesota — the reasons why I love living here.  Lots of great scenic pictures, so if you have never been to Minnesota, you might want to check it out!  The link for that book is:                                                                               http://community.shutterfly.com/gallery/post/start.sfly?postId=/gallery/1/post/GMGDFgyYM2jJq0YjdQ1Eyg

    If you have the time, take a peek.  I hope you enjoy!

    Blessings,

    Leah

February 9, 2006

  • Something to think about…

    I recently read this article by a Christian writer/activist that I greatly admire.  Perhaps some of you have read the book he refers to; The Prayer of Jabez.  I read it myself a few years back, and was somewhat bothered by its’ “health and wealth” theology.  I believe God blesses the faithful, but not always in material ways.  Not even always in ways we fully comprehend.  Here is another perspective on God’s desire for our well-being, worked out in real world terms. 


    The Prayer of Jabez falls short in Africa

    by David Batstone


    Bruce Wilkinson, author of the best-selling book The Prayer of Jabez, made a big splash nearly four years ago when he announced his ambitious plan to help children suffering from AIDS in Africa.



    Not everything for Wilkinson has gone according to plan, unfortunately. A page one feature in the Dec. 19 The Wall Street Journal captures the sad tale in a nutshell: “In 2002 Bruce Wilkinson, a Georgia preacher whose self-help prayer book had made him a rich man, heard God’s call, moved to Africa and announced his intention to save one million children left orphaned by the AIDS epidemic. In October [2005], Wilkinson resigned in a huff from the African charity he founded. He abandoned his plan to house 10,000 children in a facility that was to be an orphanage, bed-and-breakfast, game reserve, Bible college, industrial park and Disneyesque tourist destination in the tiny kingdom of Swaziland. What happened in between is a story of grand hopes and inexperience, divine inspiration and human foibles. ¿[H]is departure left critics convinced he was just another in a long parade of outsiders who have come to Africa making big promises and quit the continent when local people didn’t bend to their will.”



    It is not my aim to gloat at Wilkinson’s failure. To the contrary, I mourn what this means for the millions of African children in crisis who apparently will not benefit from his efforts. I also want to honor Wilkinson’s desire to help the least fortunate. It would have been easy for him to take the wealth he gained from his book sales and live a life of personal comfort.



    This chain of events, however, should not pass without a moment of theological reflection. The “blessed life” that Wilkinson has helped to promote carries with it a number of assumptions about where God is present in the world, and how God acts in response to the prayers of the faithful.



    The Prayer of Jabez is based on a passage out of the book of Chronicles, in which a devoted man named Jabez asks God for a favor: “Oh that you would bless me and enlarge my border, and that your hand might be with me, and that you would keep me from hurt and harm!” The fact that God honors Jabez’ prayer and blesses him with great riches indicates to Wilkinson a God-principle. If we in pure heart ask God for a blessing – and do so using the very words that Jabez prayed – then God will bring wondrous gifts into our life. As The Wall Street Journal reports, Wilkinson interprets the wild commercial success of his books (roughly 20 million copies sold combined) as yet another proof of the miraculous power of the Jabez prayer. In other words, it worked for Jabez, it worked for Wilkinson, and now it should work for you. With the fiasco in Africa now behind him – and the full Journal report makes clear that fiasco is the appropriate term – I wonder if Wilkinson has reconsidered his theology.



    Maybe because I spent so many years in poor regions of the globe I could never accept the prayer-in-blessing-out approach to faithful living. Straight to the point, I have known too many devoted Christians for whom life did not bring them material blessing. Their children still died of infectious diseases that plagued their village. They could not avoid the violence that dictators and ideologues so often use to cow the powerless. Their territory did not expand because their only path for survival was a daily labor with their hands. Yet they did not lose faith, or cease praying for God’s blessing.



    As I ponder on their lives, I find a more fitting theology for God’s presence and action in the world to be laid out in the book of Hebrews. There we are encouraged to have “faith in things not yet seen,” and are offered models of individuals who tried to lead devoted lives that honor God. We read that some of them did receive great material blessings, while others ended up in the dens of lions or stoned due to their principled living. We learn, in other words, that God does hear their prayers and loves them profoundly, but it does not always bring them material riches or expanded territory.



    Wilkinson’s doctrine in fact implies that social structures are immaterial. An individual reciting the right prayer can transcend an AIDS epidemic in his or her village or escape being bought and sold into slavery (like 27 million people on this planet yet today). Perhaps now that Wilkinson has immersed himself in Africa, he better understands that the curse of poverty is not a spiritual punishment, or an indication of a lack of faith. To bring blessings to the orphans and widows of Africa, a dramatic shift in values – political, economic, and personal – will be required. And that challenge cannot be owned by Africans alone; it falls squarely on the shoulders of us in rich nations, who enjoy such great material “blessings.”



    Just like the next Bible reader, I could pick out individual passages that seem to suggest that God will give us whatever we desire as long as we ask for it with a pure heart. “You can even move this mountain” with such a prayer, as Jesus teaches his disciples in the gospels. I do not summarily discount these passages, nor do I assume that we should never pray for rain in a time of drought.



    But the weight of the biblical message balances heavily toward a prayer life that yields courage, love, and compassion to do the will of God. The expectation of material gain and miraculous blessings may even distract us on that pilgrimage. The passage in Hebrews calls us, based on past heroes of the faith, “to run the race in front of us,” confident that devoting our lives to God’s work is all the reward we will ever need.


    *****from the “Sojourner’s Newsletter“, February 9, 2006*****

January 27, 2006

  • Opportunity — Sieze it, or not?

    September Morn Lake, Montana – my favorite campsite

    I’ve been backpacking in the Beartooth Mountains of Montana twice in my life. The first time was in 1996, then again in 2000.  Both times I went with a group from my church, and both times I had a fabulous experience.  The scenery, the camraderie, the sheer physicality of it all was unforgettable.  Recently my friend Sarah, who organizes and leads these bi-annual trips, approached me about co-leading the next trip with her.  It would be scheduled for late July-early August of this upcoming summer.  I’m debating about whether or not I want to take on this challenge.  It would mean a lot of preparation beforehand, and a lot of responsibility during the trip.  I would have to help plan all of the meals, take a class in wilderness safety and survival (including renewing my Red Cross CPR certification), prepare devotional materials and lead the daily devotional time on the trip (it IS, after all, a church trip).  I would be expected to take a major share of the driving on the trip to and from the mountains (we take 15 passenger vans and pull trailers behind with all of our gear), not to mention that I would have to get in shape physically!  I’ve let myself get too far out of shape the last couple of years and the challenge of hiking 5-7 miles a day with a 50# pack on my back in altitudes of  7000-11,000 ft. is a little daunting.  Also take into consideration the fact that I am not getting any younger!  The first time I went on this trip I wasn’t even 40 yet, and now I am pushing 50!  Then there is the matter of being away from my family for the better part of two weeks.  Granted it is during the summer, when schedules are a little less hectic, and the kids are getting old enough to look after themselves during the day when hubby is at work (except for Isaac, but he would most likely always have an older brother or two around with him during the day, or if not, a neighbor’s house he could hang out at).  So, any opinions about whether or not I should go for it?  I’m going to dig through my pictures from my previous trips and I’ll try to post some of them over the next couple of days.  In order to do that, however, I have to get my scanner hooked up to this computer.  Both previous trips were taken before I had a digital camera, so my only pictures are regular prints.  I asked hubby what he thought of the idea, and he really hasn’t given me a definite answer yet.  I think he hopes I won’t go (easier for him) but if I want to go he won’t stop me.  Actually, what I really think is that he would like to go along, but the reality of it is, this would come right after our family vacation in mid-July and he can’t afford to take another two weeks of from work so soon after being gone for that week.  Honestly, I don’t think he would EVER take two weeks in a row off from work .  That’s the way it goes when you own your own business!  

January 5, 2006

  • Singing for Mark

    BTW — that’s me on the left wearing the striped sweater, in case you didn’t know.)

     

     

    My sisters and I made this video for our brother, Mark, who could not be with us for Christmas.  We all sang this song in our high school choir.  It is “I Am So Glad On Christmas Eve” or as it is known in Norwegian “Ja er sa Glad”.  I’m expanding my “techie” horizons by making it available online for viewing by my Xanga friends.  Anyway, it’s a fun experiment for me, and I hope you enjoy our less than brilliant musical performance.  We were half-way serious and half-way goofing around when we did this, oh –and the mike on the camera we used wasn’t that great either, so don’t expect a Carnegie Hall-worthy presentation.  It was very impromptu.  But fun !   

January 4, 2006

  • Holiday Pictures….Christmas Memories

    The hectic pace of the holidays is over.  The kids are back in school.  Life is settling back into its normal, if still somewhat crazy routine.  I’m about to begin taking down the Christmas decorations and I realize we did not entertain a single guest in our home the entire month of December!  Now, I’m sure my family enjoyed the festive atmosphere lent to our home by the Christmas trees and decorations carefully and lovingly put in place, but it seems a shame not to share them with others.  So indulge me and take a peek at the way Christmas “looks” at our house.

    This is the tree in our living room.  It’s a live tree that we go out and cut ourselves at a local tree farm.  It’s a tradition, complete with a hayride through the fields of trees and hot coffee, cider or cocoa and cookies to warm and cheer us when we get back to the gift shop.  We also always try to buy an ornament for the tree every year when we go out and cut it. 

     

    Next take a look at the tree in the family room.  It’s an artificial tree, and it’s decorated with the ornaments that have been given to the kids over the years by us, their grandparents and other friends.  While the tree in the living room is a more elegant tree, this one is fun, charming and colorful.

     

     

     

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    Flanking the Christmas tree in the living room are the curio cabinet and the piano.  At Christmas, I fill the curio with my angel collection, my snowbabies, my favorite Nativity set and some of my Christmas dishes.

     

     

     

    The piano is topped with more angels, another Nativity scene, candles, lights and evergreen garland.

     

    This sideboard sits next to the sofa in the living room.  Another Nativity set (I also collect Nativities, it would appear), candles and greenery.  The plate on the left has a cardinal on it, one of my favorite winter friends, and it says “Live in Peace”.  Good advice, any time of year.

     

     

    My dining room table, as it almost never appears…CLEAN!!!  (Usually my husband likes to use it as a home office and has it covered with piles of mail and other things he “intends” to get to.)

     

     

    It might be a little hard to get your bearings here, but this hallway leads to both the living room/dining room (to the right) and also the family room/kitchen (to the left…you can see the tree in the family room at the far end of the house).  Since we don’t have a fireplace (except in the master BR) we usually hang our stockings from the stair railing. 

     

    The shelves on the entertainment unit in the family room display several more of my “collections”.  Actually, some of these “collections” are decorations we have given to the kids over the years…one for each of the 5 kids tends to become an instant collection! On the left I have some Heartwood Creek Santa’s and some snowmen, on the right I have some nutcrackers, more Santa’s and on the center shelf there is a Playmobile Nativity set that was new this year.  I wanted one that Isaac could play with without me worrying that he might break a piece!

    This is an old wooden chest covered with a cloth that sits in the family room.  The house-like item on the right is actually a music box.  It is lit and animated when turned on and plays through about 15 favorite Christmas carols (it’s a real music box, though, not that electronically generated stuff that is so commonly found these days.)  The big nutcracker plays the Nutcracker theme and dances around too (it is electronic sounding).  A couple of santa snowglobes, our “countdown to Christmas” and another nativity set round out the decorations in this spot.

     

     

     

    Poinsettia….the choirboys sold them as a fundraiser again this year.  These are the best poinsettias…I can’t normally keep a poinsettia alive, but these are particularly hardy, even in my house!  The carved Santa on the floor is one of my favorite items.  We bought it while on vacation in northern Minnesota about 10 years ago.  I leave him out all year round.  He looks a little more Gandolf-like than Santa-ish in my opinion…I suppose they are both quite magical characters!

     

     

     

     

     

    Last but not least, my snow village.  I tried to make a panoramic picture it didn’t turn out quite as well as I had hoped, but you get the idea.  I got a few new things to add to my village again this year (on ebay!)  I got a school, a treehouse and some choirboy figurines.  Next year I’m going to have to figure out how to expand my space if I want to keep adding to the village!  The bay window is getting pretty full.  This village will stay up as long as there is real snow on the ground outside.

    I hope you enjoyed your Christmas tour of my house!  Now I suppose I’d better get busy and start packing it all away again until next year.  While these pictures may just display “things” to my readers, they are full of happy memories of all the Christmases our family has shared together, the traditions we have established, and the genuine love and goodwill that exists between us, not just at Christmas, but every day. 

     

December 20, 2005

  • Winter Solstice

                     



    In honor of the winter solstice

    “The Longest Night”

    by   Peter Mayer

    Light a candle, sing a song

    Say that shadows shall not cross

    Make an oblation out of all you’ve lost

    In the longest night


    Gather friends and cast your hopes

    Into the fire as it snows

    And stare at God through the dark windows

    Of the longest night

    Of the year


    A night that seems like a lifetime

    If you’re waiting for the sun

    So why not sing to the nighttime

    And the burning stars up above?


    Come with drums, bells and horns

    Or come in silence, come forlorn

    Come like a miner to the door

    Of the longest night

    For deep in the stillness, deep in the cold

    Deep in the darkness, a miner knows

    That there is a diamond in the soul

    Of the longest night

    Of the year


    A night that seems like a lifetime

    If you’re waiting for the sun

    So why not sing to the nighttime

    And the burning stars up above?

    Maybe peace hides in a storm

    Maybe winter’s heart is warm

    And maybe light itself is born

    In the longest night

    The longest night

    Of the year.


    (more info on Peter Mayer can be found at www.blueboat.net or www.peppermintcds.com)

     

November 11, 2005

  • Pictures from “Anything Goes”

    “Anything Goes”

    Pictures from the Play (it opens tonight, these are from Monday night’s dress rehearsal)

     

    As the play opens you find happy and excited passengers embarking on a trans-Atlantic voyage, greeted by the crew of the ship, including the Purser(left) and the Steward (Grant – on the right).

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    One of the more demanding passengers the steward has to deal with is Elijah J. Whitney, wall-street tycoon.

     

     

     

     

    Also sailing is eccentric British gentleman Sir Evelyn Oakleigh (Nate) along with his fiance, Hope Harcourt and her mother.  They are sailing to England to be married at the Oakleigh family estate.

     

    One of the more “colorful” passengers aboard ship is Reno Sweeny, former evangelist turned nightclub singer, and her band of “angels” (Brittany – second from right).

     

     

     

     

    Who should Reno run into on baord ship but her old friend Billy, who is employed by Elijah J. Whitney.  Billy is in love with Hope and is scheming to win her away from Sir Evelyn.

     

     

     

     

    As if the romantic entaglements of Billy/Hope/Sir Evelyn aren’t complicated enough, also on board are criminals Moonface (“public enemy #13!) and his accomplice, Bonnie.

     

     

     

    Moonface is disguised as a minister and attempts to mingle with the passengers in order to avoid detection by the authorities.

     

     

     

     

     

    The passengers and crew wish everyone a musical “Bon Voyage!”

     

     

     

     

     

     

    The passengers find everything aboard ship “DeLovely”.

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Grant makes an especially “delovely” dance partner!

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Back in his steward costume (he plays a couple of roles), Grant delivers breakfast to Moonface in his cabin.

     

     

     

     

     

    Bonnie and the Angels show the passengers a thing or two about doing the “Heaven Hop”.

     

     

     

     

     

     

    The prettiest angel on board (in my opinion) is the one on the left (center of picture) — it’s Brittany (Nate’s real life girlfriend).

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Evelyn is up for an early morning swim and discovers Hope was out all night with Billy.

     

     

     

    An enthusuatic Evelyn meets Reno and describes how he attended one of her performances and her singing inspired him to propose to Hope.  Meanwhile, Billy, Reno and Moonface come up with a scheme to have Reno keep Evelyn “busy” so Billy can spend more time with Hope.

     

     

    Back in his stateroom, Evelyn is preparing for the evening and orders a pot of tea from the ship’s steward (our two boys big scene together )

     

     

     

     

    Reno tires to get Evelyn into a “compromising” situation to break him up from hope, but naive Evelyn is too oblivious to go for it.  (This is my personal favorite scene of the show — it’s hilarious!)

     

     

     

    Grant gets another opportunity to dance in the big Act One finale.

     

     

     

     

    Act One ends with the whole cast singing the theme song, “Anything Goes”!  Lots of tap dancing in this number — it’s great!

     

     

     

    In Act Two, Billy is mistaken for “Public Enemy Numer One.”

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Oh yes, Evelyn sings and dances as well!

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    The big showstopping musical number is “Blow Gabriel Blow” in the second act.

     

     

     

     

    More pictures from Act two are coming….stay tuned!