Conversations with Sarah...

Last night I went on the back porch to observe the weather. Sarah wanted to come too so I had her bundle up. We turned off the porch light so we could see the stars and moon better. I pointed out how we could see snow in the boxwood patch so we were ooohing and ahhing over that. Then...

She told me about how she and Amy had been up there yesterday and seen all sorts of tracks. Some looked just like dog tracks, they were Puppy-girl sized, some were Daisy sized and one was people sized. But it didn't really look like a people foot but more like a cross between a people foot and a dog foot. It was shaped like a sweet potato or cashew and had toes and claws. Hmmmm, my neck hairs stood on end. Like these?



Or the ones found Here.

I casually quizzed her on shape and size and we went inside. Amy described the same thing and I handed them each a pen and paper to draw what they saw, in separate rooms. They came up with the same exact thing, a bear track! Later Ryan verified by looking online at all kinds of tracks. He said it was definitely not canine, the toes didn't go around the pad but were across the top in a line. I let the girls look and they picked out several bear tracks that fit the bill.

They are banned from the hill/boxwood patch for now, unless they have a grown-up with them(preferably not me). Good thing their uncle is coming home today, he can go along.

My mom said that she and my dad saw a bear track up there once, on the trail Sarah and I went on a few days ago(wish I could get pics on here). I plan to investigate later. Where the kids saw the track is all grass, no way a track would show up after the snow melted, but the trail has muddy ruts so there might be one there.

The Family...

Well, MY family anyway...



Check out that poodle perm! I think this was a few weeks before my 14th birthday.

forever flying, a dear friend is gone...

Vyarl Wayne Martin

HURST, Texas — Vyarl Wayne Martin, 46, a veteran of the Army, Navy, and active member of the U.S. Coast Guard Reserves, passed away tragically Sunday, Jan. 4, 2009.

Funeral: 11 a.m. Friday at First United Methodist Church of Hurst with Dr. Michael McKee officiating. Graveside service: 9 a.m. Friday at Dallas Fort Worth National Cemetery in Dallas. Visitation: 6-8 p.m. Thursday at Forest Ridge Funeral Home in Hurst.

Vyarl was born April 20, 1962, in Decatur, Texas. He grew up on a farm in Duke, Okla., where he graduated from Duke High School. He attended Western Oklahoma State College and graduated from Oklahoma University with a bachelor of science degree in aviation technology. On May 28, 1994, he married the love of his life, Kim Olivadoti in Batavia, N.Y. Lieutenant Commander Martin served honorably in the United States Army, United States Navy, and more recently the United States Coast Guard for more than 15 years. He was activated after the tragic events of Sept. 11, 2001, and served in both Memphis, Tenn., and Galveston, Texas, for more than two years, defending the security of our nation during Operation Noble Eagle. In September 2005, he was a key member of the Operations Section during mass-shelter operations in Houston, Texas, following the devastation of New Orleans by Hurricane Katrina. His humanitarian efforts were instrumental in providing food, clothing, medical attention, housing, and other basic human needs to more than 44,000 displaced citizens. For his many accomplishments and service to his fellow countrymen, Lieutenant Commander Martin was awarded the Coast Guard Achievement Medal and the Army Achievement Medal. Vyarl also was employed by Petroleum Helicopter, Inc. of Morgan City, La. For more than three years. He flew for PHI carrying oil rig workers to offshore platforms. Before working for PHI, he was a flight instructor at Meacham Airport in Fort Worth. Vyarl dearly loved to fly and was a pilot for jets, single/muti engine planes, and helicopters. He was a member of the VMAX Club and the Gold Wing Club. He will be dearly missed by all of his family, friends, and co-workers. Vyarl was preceded in death by his parents, Pastor Adrian Martin and Treva Davis Martin. Survivors: Loving wife, Kim Martin; brothers, Joel Martin and wife Deanna and Kip Martin and wife Lana; uncle, Stanley Davis and wife Barbara; niece, Hannah; nephews, John, Luke, and Mark; and numerous cousins.

Deer and music....

The more I listen, the more I like them. First Aid Kit.





Now for the deer!! I wish I had been able to slip out the door to take these pictures. There was a mama, a daddy, and two babies. I only managed to get one shot of the mama, running across the yard to join the others. They were in the front yard late last night, I could see their eyes glowing blue when I stepped out before bed. This morning they were in front of the picture window for about an hour but I only found the camera at the last minute.


(mama deer sprinting across the yard)


(babies nibbling)


(babies watching mama who'd snuck around the back and come up the neighbor's driveway)


(watching and listening)


(itching)

thrifted afghan pictures...

I just LOVE this afghan!! My mom's mom had one and I have always wondered where it went. I'm sure some cousin has it but mom thinks it may have been donated. No telling, that was well over 20 years ago. Anyway, I've never seen one in a thrift store til now and this is a beauty! There are several squares in need of shoring up with some matching yarn but that can wait til we get back home, it won't unravel before then. Sorry for the poor quality of the pictures, it was late at night and I've got no editing software on this computer.










(Nan kicking Bert's butt on bags of our salvaged wool)

I snatched the girls' camera....

Wish I had a way to upload from mine, it makes better pictures. These will have to do for now. Hope to have some of the kitties soon. Click to enlarge, they are worth it.


(from driveway looking right)


(house for sale across from driveway)


(shed included)


(storm clouds over the mountain-driveway looking left)


(this was absolutely gorgeous)


(house- on right side of drive looking up- next pic is from same place turned to the left)


(mean ol' Buckaroo, lives up to his name by trying to bite the hand that pets him and kicking too!)


(he is pretty handsome though)

Is this cute or what?

My parents adopted two babies several months ago. This is Bert and he weighs about 5 pounds. They look like china cat figurines, very beautiful and delicate. Nan is a bit shy but I've got some pics on my camera. I'm trying to figure out how to get them onto the girls' computer, which is where I'm posting from now. Hopefully I can get it all worked out soon.

Mom and I have been going nuts at the thrift stores with the wool blazers and sweaters. So far we've deconstructed at least 15 or 20 and there are maybe 15 more to work on. We'll end up halving the goods when we're done. I have LOTS of ideas in the works, LOTS! I'm also working on my third batwing shawl. Its about halfway finished.

It was 14 degrees here this morning!! We're expecting snow on Friday but it will be followed by rain and won't stick. When we were here 2 years ago there was the pretty kind of snow that stayed for 3 days. The kids were in heaven. I wish it would do the same this time.

Anyway, that's the goings on here. I don't know what we'll do today for our New Year's celebration. I'd like to cook something, maybe a chocolate pie or something.