Saturday, August 4, 2012

Short Saturday Post

 ~Thin Morning Glories~

~Chewed Morning Glories~Dang Japanese Beetles~

I will visit you today. Hope that you won't mind if I sit there in one of your lawn chairs listening to the music or watching the kids play in the pool while scratching the doggies' ears or rubbing the cat's tummy and all without comment.

I return the favor...

A blessed weekend to you!

Love Vee

Friday, August 3, 2012

The End

Thanks to all who've helped me redeem my $7. Seven dollars + two hours at the Game Farm = expensive. Seven dollars + four posts = a bargain! 

Where were we? Oh yes, so it was getting hot and we needed to be sure to leave in time to pick Jake up at school. We visited the raptors, saw a turkey vulture or two...yawn...and enjoyed the shade of this spooky old tree.

Not too much later and we were on the road again telling our story. Do you do that, too? Make a story out of traveling so that it goes by more quickly?

Soon we shall climb the first of three great hills...
(Spoken with authority and a titch of reverb.)

"Four great hills, Nonni." Sam corrected me.

Right. Soon we shall climb the first of four great hills...

 Then we shall come to Two Mountain View...

Now past the big lake shining waters (with all due apologies to Longfellow)


And now we have our boy Jake in tow and, not wishing him to miss the entire "Animal Farm" experience, we take both boys to the Ice Cream Farm (not to be confused with Land of Idyllic Picnic) where we can munch on ice cream cones and sniff that farm fresh aroma thereby killing two birds with one stone and putting out an olfactory nerve in the process.

At this point, we have finished our ice creams, though not without some difficulty. Jake prefers his ice cream in a dish. The ice cream was hard. He wanted no help. The first three spoonfuls were neatly flipped right over his shoulder onto the grass. Good thing he was as amused as the rest of us were. ☺

Jake likes the pigs. He wanted to climb in and play with them. Sam gave him an "oink oink" right on the neck so that Jake would know what playing with pigs would be like. I figured it was going to be like war. All Jake said was, "Please do not give me an oink-oink on the neck."  Phew. Skirmish avoided.

 Llamas are so interesting...

 Such intelligent faces...                                   (Jake was a bit wary.)

Kind of human-like... Yes?

And here's our boy Sam saying that his feet hurt. I shouldn't wonder...all that walking and bike riding in flip-flops.


Yet, he had one more trick up his sleeve. He has mastered the monkey bars. (Yes, he got all the way across; In typical fashion, I missed it.)

Tomorrow? Back to normal, whatever that is...

Have a happy weekend!

Love Vee

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Animal Farm Gardens and Things

 ~Gnarled Mossy Tree~

 ~Odd Shaped Tree~

 ~Our Idyllic Picnic~

 ~Not Sure Exactly What They Are Save Very Colorful~
Rudbeckia or Gaillardia?
(Very similar, though I'm thinking that Rudbeckia is the answer as they are perennials {assuming the Game Farm staff would be frugal} and they have the dark eye. Gaillardia is an annual and can have a variety of eye color. Phew I'm happy now. Thanks to both Lisa and Diane!)

 ~Morning Glories Growing up a Chunk of Driftwood~

~Benches on the Edge~

All the reasons why $7 may not have been so bad.

Tomorrow? The end of a perfect day.

Are you enjoying these first days of August?

Love Vee

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Animal Farm

Higher prices — I so remember my grandparents whining (at least, it sounded like whining to my young ears).

"Why I could buy the very finest pair of shoes for $3.50," my grandmother might say or perhaps, "I remember when a loaf of bread cost 5¢!"  (Even I can remember when bread at the commissary cost 33¢ a loaf back in the day. I'd love to find a loaf for 33¢ today, but I digress.)

The whining would sound so ridiculous to me that I promised myself that I'd never do it. Well, let's just say that I have arrived at that magical age of grandparenthood where I find that whining about prices just comes with the territory.

Used to be, back in the day, that one went to the "Animal Farm" and paid not one cent. (When I was a child.) Then there came the day when a donation box was placed out and one could give or not for the privilege of walking around sniffing what was basically a giant litter box. (When my children were little.) Sorrowfully, there came the day when the fee was $2, which was cheap enough and a welcome class trip in May, litter box or no. (When I was a teacher.)

Imagine my horror to have to pay $7 for a ticket Monday. Seven dollars! John got in for $5 and so did Sam. Seventeen dollars to walk around in the heat for a couple of hours sniffing the giant litter box. Whine...whine...whine... Here are the photos. =D

~Wild Animals Do Not Make Good Pets~

~Animal of the Month—Eastern Coyote~


~Stuffed Wild Turkey—mildly confusing~

 ~Bear of a Different Sort~

 ~*Lynx* Resting...yes, it's alive! And let's just say that it is larger than a Maine Coon Cat~

~Geese at the Pond~

 ~Coyote~Look Closely~

~Mountain Lion~

 ~Carved Tortoise~


~Fawn Triplets~


~And Jonah Thought He Had Problems~

Sam has been here a few times before. Somewhere I have his baby self peeking through that very bear. His favorite thing?

~The Puzzle~

Tomorrow, I'm sharing some of the garden areas in the park. Hmmmm...maybe $7 wasn't such a bad price after all.

Love Vee
P.S. About yesterday's post. Since guests are no longer allowed to park within the park (now that's confusing), we decided to have our picnic lunch right in front of the car out in the parking lot. We never dreamed that we wouldn't be seated at a picnic table. It did have its advantages—no litter box smells for one and no hauling of stuff. With two children's car seats, a picnic basket, a cooler, and a bicycle, we didn't have room for our two wonderful chairs, though I'm putting them back in the trunk before I forget.

Can you believe that it's August so soon?!

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Gathering Life

Not only the days, but life itself lengthens in summer. I would spread abroad my arms and gather more of it to me, could I do so.
~ Richard Jefferies

Monday morning began with breakfast out followed by an hour of bike riding in the cemetery then an idea for a picnic at a local animal farm. (More on that tomorrow.) It wasn't the most comfortable picnic hence Sam's car seat. John and I were wishing we had a portable car seat in no time.

We love the ability to be able to drop everything and gather in such summer moments.  I wish the same for you...

Love Vee

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Blooming in July

When the ditch lilies thinned, I brought the hanging pot of calibrachoa to the front garden. It provides some color in the sea of green and is appropriately named "Confetti."

Join Mary at Little Red House for more mosaics. And, if you've never played along or made a mosaic, feel free to ask, there are many wonderful programs. This week, I used two: Photoscape and PicMonkey.

A wonderful week to you...

Love Vee

Abide With Me

For those of us who missed out on this beautiful piece performed at the Olympic Opening Ceremony (NBC opted not to show it), have a listen...

Abide with me fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide;
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me.

Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day;
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see—
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.

I need Thy presence every passing hour;
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's pow'r?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.

I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness;
Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.

Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies;
Heav'n's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.

Henry F. Lyte

(Thank you, Ellen, for giving me the link.)

For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. ~Romans 8:38–39

Blessings this Sunday...

Love Vee