Hunter Lane Ice Festival

 

Let It Snow

 

Joyful

Lone Crow in a Snowstorm

Leon and The First Christmas Tree

After 43 Years, The Soldier's Name Revealed.

Hello, Leon.

 

I Miss You More Than Life

A Bedford Bow and Love for Christmas

 

You Make It Feel Like Christmas

Thank You, Soldier.

Christmas Day is Right Around the Corner Again

 

Where Christmas Spirit Abounds Year Round

Frosted Holidays

 

A Gift From Me To You

 

Pleasant Valley Poinsettia

Dreaming of a White Christmas

 

Cozy Little Christmas

Santa By Firelight

 

State of Grace

Winter Cheer

Millersville's Lamp Post Carolers

 

(Walter Wishes You) Love and Good Cheer

 

Let There Be Crafts!

 

It is With Infinite Love and Sadness....

We say "Goodbye" to the Quiet Monkee...

...the fearless leader, singer/songwriter, musician, dreamer and music video pioneer.

 

Michael Nesmith, Mike, Wool Hat, Papa Nez: 

a man known by many names and all of them affectionately.

Thank you for the inspiration, the entertainment, and the soundtrack to my life.

Holly and Berries

Pitt Street: Afterlife

 

Hot Chocolate on a Cold Winter's Day

Desolation Alley

 

Not Afraid Anymore

 

Fog in the Valley

 

Winter Light Desert Life

Blades in Blue

Winter is Coming

 

Grandmother Sends Her Condolences

 

We're All In This Together

 

Struggling with the End of the Season

In the Darkness, I Look for Light.

 

We Are Here For You

Thank You.

Giving Thanks for Gold Kitty

 

Today I give thanks for Gold Kitty and all of the years of love and joy and smiles and wonderful memories he gave me.  From sitting on the bench of the picnic table and tilting his head slightly as I talked to him about things, to him peeking out around the corner of the carport in the morning when I came out to feed him, then he'd head back into the carport when he saw I was coming and go under the lattice to wait for me to put his food down.  Or him laying out in the sunbeam and watching for me to come up the hill from work -- he greeted me over near the fire bushes.  Sometimes he would come sit on the front porch to visit or sit in the flowerbed out front under the window or the flowerbed out back under the office window to look for me and Gracie.  Or he'd sit on the railing of the deck by the house and look in the window of the office to look for me. :)  So many wonderful memories, so many more to speak of, and other interactions I wish I could recall.  I wish I could recall every moment he spent with me.  I wish I could relive every one of them again and again.  Such a sweet and handsome boy.  The love he showed me and gave me lives on in my heart and in my memories and will stay with me for all my days.  

Thank you, Gold Kitty.  Thank you for being you and thank you for loving me and spending all of those moments with me.  Thank you for choosing me and making me a part of your family.  I love you.

Flowers for Gold Kitty

 

You were the sweetest boy,  

and your passing leaves a hole in my heart that can never be filled.

 

Saying goodbye to you yesterday was so difficult, 

and I am left feeling completely devastated;

but there will be no more pain or cold for you, 

just sunshine and warmth in Heaven.

There are not enough words to tell you how special you are to me.  

And while I tried to express those sentiments with you yesterday

 during our time together, it would take a lifetime to convey them all. 

I hope that you know how much you mean to me 

and that I loved every moment you shared with me.

 

Thank you, Gold Kitty, for choosing me over and over again

and to make your home here with Hailey and Gracie and Me, 

and for bringing Little Gold Kitty to join our family.

I will see you again one day and I will smile then when I see your face,

just like you made me smile every time I saw you or you came to greet me.

I love you and I miss you.

 

Thinking About You In Heaven

Days of Contemplation

Still Beautiful in the Face of Death

Pennsylvania Maple Leaf

 

Dangling Drops No Watermelon

 

Light Up the Sky

 

The Creepy Crawlies

 

Freedom at First Light

 

Feast for the Eyes

Alone But Not Afraid