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But our old dog is utterly indifferent to the racket. When I start up the blower, she doesn't even raise her head, and only reluctantly moves when I blow leaves or dirt in her direction. That's because she trusts me. A young man who occasionally mows our yard uses a similar blower, but his is not tolerated by our dog. Years ago, when she was a puppy, he teased her with the machine and she has never forgotten. Now, when the man enters the backyard, we have to put her in the house, because she growls, barks, and snarls at him. Same set of circumstances, but the hands that use the blower make all the difference. So it is with us. Frightening circumstances are less troublesome if we trust the hands that control them. If our world and our lives were governed by a thoughtless and indifferent force, we would have good reason to fear. But the hands that control the universe-God's hands-are wise and compassionate. We can trust them in spite of our circumstances and not be afraid. -David Roper
And anxious thoughts assail, Remember, God is in control, And He will never fail. -Sper God is in control, so we have nothing to fear.
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Good morning Mama and FReepers everywhere.
assess heat/cold factor..stretch a bit..cough lightly...all bringing that sweet sound, "meow," followed by "meow'.."MEOW"..and a gentle nudge of a soft forehead belonging to a certain Binky Boy kitty against my dangling-over-the-edge-of-the-bed hand.
The purpose, of course is three-fold - love the Mommikins; get those purr-evoking pats and scratches; and remind her
"IT'S TIME TO FEED THE KITTY!!!" - LOL
What a wonderful surprise it is, Mama_Bear, with your always beautiful presentation!
It's one of those Hit The Jackpot with Attention Times, my birthday Saturday and Mother's Day Sunday - grown granddaughter came Tuesday, my daughter and two grandchildren coming down tomorrow, and both sons in Florida will be sending stuff/calling.
The earlier in the week forecast of a rainy weekend evaporated, morphing into lots of sunshine and in the mid-80's! I am truly blessed.
Already heard from my Sistah Nan up in West Virginia.
Now I hate to divulge this kinda 'mixed bag,' you understand, but it is so typical of our 'loving relationship,' as deadhead and Diver Dave and others can attest.
Sometimes we lapse into memories from our chldhood days way back when -- often with how Mama always loved "YOU" Best illustrations...
Late one night I pointed out while I got pajamas Mama made out of pretty flowered feed sacks, 'she,' the better loved one, got MONOGRAMMED ONES!
Yep - had "Martha White" stamped all over the lovely white material...I actually thought that was Nan's real NAME until I was 7...
So what did I get in the mail Wednesday from her? Several sweet goodies, a card, and then the piece de resistance -- a gen-u-wine feed sack she bought in an antique store!!
(had to rub it in, didncha, Sistah I love?! LOLOL)
Having fed the kitty a tidbit of Fancy Feast (and of course he hit Daddy up for his dawn meal!), I am being reminded to top off the dry food "picnic bowl."
OH, NO!!
Daddy is making his lunch already, and dropped a heavy bread and butter pickle jar on said kitty's head!!
Need to see if there is a kitty concussion...
Be back soon ---
Binky and friends are celebrating too :-)
Wishing you a Happy and Blessed birthday
IT'S MAGGIE'S BIRTHDAY....HORAY!!!!!More to come....
Enjoy your day, Freeper Mom's.
I have an ancient leaf blower that I use to clean up our patio. It sputters, rattles, smokes, emits irritating fumes, and is considered by my wife (and probably by my neighbors) to be excessively noisy.