When Rebecca and I visited Hobby Lobby on the Monday after Christmas, among all the Christmas things that were priced 80% off, I found this charming boy. Of course I took him home with me. How could anyone resist such a face, especially with an ear turned over in a classy jaunt. And that bowtie!
I noted in the store that his belly seemed to have some sort of a problem, kind of leaned to one side.
After I settled him down at home, I saw that he also had an injury of the arm, which doesn’t look too serious, but may require surgical instruments which I have in my sewing kit.
I made him a bed and tilted him over, so he could more easily begin his healing process.
The other animals and miscellaneous Christmas items are now tucked away in their boxes. Not this little fella, though. I kept him out where I could watch him to see that he fully recovers. He has black, hard eyes. Sweet eyes, though, and from a table in the living room he watches me as I go about my business. From time to time I pat his soft skin.
Psalm 149:4 For the LORD taketh pleasure in his people: he will beautify the meek with salvation.
On Saturday, Laker introduced me to his beautiful girl friend. The sparkle in her deep brown eyes–and in his– speak to youth, to happiness, to hope . . . to life.
New post on my main blog: http://writenow.wordpress.com/2013/06/24/the-sabbath-hummingbird/
It has not escaped notice that I am blessed with exceptional daughters-in-law. I own three of them; Dearrah (of Steve), Melina (of Mike), and Shawnna (of Andrew). Each of them has unique sterling qualities, and from time to time, I speak respectively of them.
Today, I want to say a few words about Melina; Melina and Mother’s Day.
Earlier in the week–might even have been last week–Mike, wanting to do something special for Mother’s Day, asked if I would like a lake/boat trip on Saturday afternoon. I loved the idea: Site Six at 1:00 was the plan. Melina would pick up fried chicken at Scotty’s.
Crossing the lake into the river, Melina asked for my camera, pointed it my way, and took this picture.
This is the magnificent site they chose for our picnic. The boat is large, and had to be tied a bit off the beach, so we had to wade in. The temperature hovered about 100 degrees, though the shaded, slightly breezy area where sat our table was a perfect, cool spot.
This shot of the table is a hint of the exceptional Mother’s Day picnic Melina arranged. Included were fresh strawberries and blackberries, homemade “knock your clothes off” brownies, blueberry iced tea from hand-labeled bottles with a splash of seltzer water…and on. You get the idea.
Imagine my surprise then, on Sunday morning, when, from Melina, Mike presented me with a container filled with large, perfect roses, a hand-crafted card, and a picture Melina had taken of the snack table I had arranged during our moon-night. Exceptional. Beyond the mark.
On Sunday afternoon, I took the roses outside where against an old rock and wood wall, I snapped pictures and thought about Melina and her loving ways and how blessed I am to have her for a daughter-in-law. Take a look.
Created especially for Our Daily Challenge with the theme of Sticky.
“…there is a friend that sticketh closer than a brother.” Proverbs 18:24
Although this scripture is referring to friendship with Jesus, I don’t think it is far off the mark to suggest that, at times, in some person’s lives, there are friends who stick closer than one’s own family.
In defense, today, of “sticky” friends!
(Click on the picture to see the animals in all their glory!)