Monday, September 29, 2014

THE RIVER by Beverly Lewis



Bethany House
Publishing
314 pages

The River is a gripping novel of an Amish family, reeling from the loss of their 3 daughters, one drowning the River, and the other two to the world.  Tilly is married and has twin daughters that have never met her parents, and Ruth is still unmarried after having a bad experience with her Amish beau before she left home.

When the father becomes ill, Tilly and Ruth agree to come home to help celebrate their parents' anniversary, and hope to help convince their father to have the pacemaker put in, that the doctor says he needs to survive.  They also feel the need to deal with the death of their young sister, Anna, who both feel guilty because they felt they hadn't done enough.

I've never read a Beverly Lewis story that I didn't like, and her books get better every time she writes a new one.   I give this book 5 stars for the twists and turns that she has managed to work into the story, without making it seem contrived.

I was given a copy of this book to read and review by Bethany House.  I was given no other compensation, and am not required to give a favorable review.
All opinions expressed here are my own.

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Special Prayer Request for a dear friend

Last night, I received an email from a dear friend in California.  I won't give her name, because her family hasn't all been notified of her condition just yet.  Any way, she's been in the hospital for about 3 weeks, got the results as small cell cancer, and she has trouble swallowing, so they descovered that she has a tumor that has encircled her escophagus  (hope you can figure it out, I'm still asleep) and she also has COPD.
This lady is one of the sweetest people I know, she'd help you any way she could.    I'm asking for lots of healing prayers for her, and I hope God hears every one and touches her with his healing touch.
Thanks for reading, I appreciate all my friends in Blogland.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Danny Wooten


Here is the drawing that daughter in law did of Joel Weeks
Joseph Brown
She left the chair off, to keep it from distracting from the picture

Sunday, August 03, 2014

Another Mountain Trip

My favorite sister in law, Betty,
(she is my only sis in law) 
and her son's mother in law, Sue, came down from Missouri for a school reunion.
None of the rest of the family was available to visit,
 so we made the trip to Petit Jean Mountain to show off our local beauty. 


Here is the Legend of Petit Jean, and the name of the mountain's origin. Hopefully, you can enlarge the photo enough to read the Legend.


Standing on the bluffs and looking north, this is the
Arkansas River and farmland along it's banks.



We got buzzed by a small plane.


Just a small rock, near bluff's edge.

Looking down from Stouts Point, to the road curving through the valley, heading to the mountain.

It was a bit hazy so the forest isn't really good and clear.


Another lookout point, as you get ready to go down the other side of the mountain.  This is one of my favorite spots, 
the Bald Eagles use this area during February to catch the winds off the bluffs and soar across the treetops, it is amazing to see them.
We are standing on one side of the cliffs, and this is looking across to another point, about 1/3 mile away.


Fountains at the resting point where we got out and walked around, 



Sister in law in red, and her friend... and yes, I intentionally got them
with water spouting out of their heads.

I live in the valley to the east of the mountain, it has been our home for about 36 years.  In fact, I was born about 2 miles from where we are now living.
So you could say I know the area pretty well.
I got a chance yesterday, to give several people 
some of the history, and actually met some almost former neighbors, who now reside in KC Missouri.
There was a group at the Museum, where the water fountains are,
that was in for a huge family reunion.  2 of the men were standing in the shade while the rest were inside looking at the old cars.
They spoke when we walked by, so we stopped and spoke, and went on our way up to the building. It was pretty crowded with the reunion crowd, so sil decided to skip that for this trip.
On our way back, we spoke to the men, again.  As I started walking back to the car, a lightbulb went off in my head, the name on the shirts was one that I recognised.  So I turned around and walked back, and asked them if the family they were part of, had lived in the northern part of the county. Yes, I said then we probably grew up neighbors, as I was from about 3 miles north of that community.  Their eyes lit up, that I remembered their surname, from 55 years ago,  and we had a nice chat about that area.  One of them asked me to tell his son how to get there, it had been many years since they'd been to this area.  We all left smiling, and I hope they enjoyed the trip down memory lane.







Saturday, July 26, 2014

Settle down with a drink and some dramomine

 Monday night, he was scared to death of the cats.
Petey is our granddog, and daughter and grandson drove to Mobile Alabama for vacation, so Petey stayed here.
 Monday night, he was scared to death of the cats, who have no clue what a dog is, think they are just strange cats.
Bubba kept trying to play, and Petey would have no part in that.  I finally put the cats in their bedroom, so he could calm down
Tuesday by noon, he'd decided that if they kept a bit of distance, he could sit in the floor. 
By Tuesday night, he decided that Bubba  was tolerable, and they
could get a bit closer.
Soon we were playing chase in and around the old chair.
Now we can actually touch, without being scared to death,

where did he go, he was right there.

Oh, there he is, I'll hide.


off we go again.

Meanwhile
 back at
 the 
ranch.

Booger wants to know what the heck is so interesting about playing with
that long haired cat.
He only wanted to comb his tail with his
front paws, and give him
a bath.

Friday, July 04, 2014

Photobombing 101

I found a vase that I really liked, the colors are stunning, and I had to bring it home.

I promised my friends that I'd do a couple of photos of it, so they could either laugh at my taste, or OOOOH and AAAH
along with me.  
So off I go to a flat surface, that none of the family 
will show up and bother me,
the washer. 

I fixed a 'curtain' behind the vase
and reached for my camera...
First shot, 
Bubba says Hi.

OK so now you get the idea, Bubba has no intention of
leaving the room.
May be getting sleepy


No, just licking his chops.
Ok now, Bubba, it's time for you
to move along
and let 
me 
finish my 
photo shoot.


Thanks Bubba, now I'll hide the vase
so you can't knock it over.
I love these colors, now to find a spot that it can sit
for awhile.





Thursday, July 03, 2014

WOMAN OF COURAGE by Wanda E Brunstetter

When Amanda Pearson's fiance tells her on the eve of their wedding day, that he no longer wishes to marry her, but is in love with her best friend, instead, she decides to travel to  the northwest to a Quaker mission set up by some people she knows, and work teaching the Native Americans about God.  Her father sells their home, and goew with her, hiring a guide to show them the way.  Little did they know how dangerous and hard travel would be, and how many heartaches would hit so close together.  Surrounded by an unfriendly war party, Amanda grabs her father's Bible, which had fallen out of her pack, and suddenly the war party started backing away.
Gravely ill, she is found by Buck McFadden, son of a white man, and Two Feathers, a Nez Perce` woman.  He took her to his friend's cabin, where Jim's wife who was the daughter of a Medicine Man took care of her, until she was well.  Then she asks him to either guide her, or find her a guide, to go on to the northwest.



I'd give this book 5 stars.  Ms Brunstetter has managed to compine action, descriptions of beautiful scenery, courage, and romance, along with a Christian story.  

I was given a copy of this book to read and give an honest review.  No other compensation was given.  All opinions expressed here are my own.