Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Dreams

It has been a long time since my last post. I think that you may only ever get to count on posts in the summertime (if at all).  This post comes at last because of a fortunate snow day.  My apologies if you have had frustrations waiting for a post, but, in my defense, being a junior high student around here is quite a busy business.  Here and now, in the middle of all of this bitter cold and snow, I dream of those heavenly summer days.  I dream of being warm.  I dream of wearing shorts and flip flops.  I dream of the green grass and wildflowers.  I dream of all the good summer brings in nature and life.  What would we do without our summers?  This is a taste of what I dream of:






Every summer, my dad's side of the family has a family reunion in the town park.  We have all sorts of fun. Last summer we had a water based timed course.  First, you had to shave a balloon, then steer a beach ball with a hose, then carry a cup of water with holes in it on your head, then throw sponges at a target, and then toss spongy pool toys into rings.  Between each of these stations, a couple of my uncles would throw water balloons at you.  (you lost points for getting hit)  The person with the fastest time won.  The following is the, as yet, unmentioned last step.


The Last Obstacle


Adorable, isn't it?  And way harder than it may look.  (especially for us older people: the flippers were very small)  I think that these are the times that you remember forever.  But, for now, summer is still just a dream.  Since school was called off because of winter, maybe I should change tack. This resembles the view from my front door:




Yes, it's cold.  No, there's probably not that much snow out there.  This is an old picture from another winter that I searched all over for.  Still, it's pretty close.  I've spent almost two hours on this.  Mostly the time was spent looking for the type of pictures I wanted.  
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Monday, June 21, 2010

Yesterday, and the Day Before

           


  Oh, there's so much to write about!  You see, Lil Bit, Bug, Lil Bit's Lil Friend, Miss Opera, and the double catastrophes camped out in our yard on Friday night while I spent the night at my friend, Bestest's, house.  After about ten minutes in the tent, or so I hear, all of the kids came into the house and camped on the living room floor.  On the Morning of the Day Before, Saturday, Bestest and I came and ate pancakes for breakfast with all the kids.  Then Bestest and I did a Latin lesson and hung out for a while.   In the evening, we had a campfire in the backyard, and made s'mores.  We made Uncle G. sing for us.  He sang Bimbo.  Yesterday, we went to church.  We go to church every Sunday.  There Lil Bit's Lil Friend's family took her back after church.  Lil Friend's family are quite the rodeo people.  They are good at it.  Lil Friend's Big Sister has a big rodeo to go to, and if she wins will have another big rodeo.  I can't remember what exactly those are. Lil Friend's Older Brother is in Nationals!   Can you imagine?   I, personally, would be so nervous, I wouldn't be able to think clearly.  Lil Friend has rodeos she is in, too.  Rather sad, really, 'cause I have not a clue when it comes to competing in rodeos, so I have to ask Lil Friend questions about almost every word she says when she's talking about rodeos.  I sure do like to watch them, though.  Lil Friend told me all about what each of them is doing in the rodeos, but to tell the truth, I still haven't a clue.  I really wish I did, because I've always wanted to at least know how to do something that you could compete in a rodeo with, but have no one to teach me.  After church, we went to The Heart City and had pizza for a treat for lunch.  We saw our cuz on the way to the lake to go boating.  Then we came home and cleaned the yard in preparation for the rain predicted for Sunday night.  After watching Anne of Avonlea, we went to bed and woke up this morning.  The men have been working on the house lately, and I like having them around.  Especially Uncle G because he is so funny all the time.  And that concludes, for now, this edition of The Cowtown Chronicles.



Friday, June 18, 2010

Introducing Cowtown

Welcome, visitor!



I would like to get straight to the post,
but I feel you must know a few things first.
Daddy and, on occasion, Momma took all of the pictures shown on this blog.
(Unless otherwise marked, of course.)
This blog was inspired by one of my teachers.
Cowtown is what you might call "fun-sized",
and that is just the way I like it.
Posts will be varied and follow no particular theme.
No profanity will be used on this blog, so you might say that it is "kid safe".
Any other information needing to be supplied has slipped my mind,
and will be brought to the forefront if thought of.


This is the Cowtown Elevator.
It stands on the edge of Cowtown.
I think that the Cowtown Sunsets are perfectly lovely.
Sunsets are one of those things that couldn't be enjoyed any more even
if you had ropes of diamonds around your neck. In fact, it's beauty might
even bemore appreciated by one in rags than one in silk.
Every day I am in wonder of the beauty of God's creation.
In a way, you see miracles happening all around you every day.
You just have to keep your eyes open to them.
Have you ever noticed how much God pays attention to even the smallest of details?



















Cowtown sometimes gets lots of rain in the summer.
Just the same, though, some summers can be rather dry.
I like rainy days. I don't know what I find so fascinating in the ominous gray clouds and gloomy appearance of the world. Maybe it's just the unconscious appreciation of all of the beauty of God's creation, and not just the cheerful, sunny side of it. Just look at that rainbow!! I can't but help think of the eternal promise God made to Noah which a rainbow signifies. Isn't it amazing how many promises he can keep without fail, while we struggle to keep but one unimportant promise?

























P.S. Depending on my mood, the posts could be funny or serious or even profound. Therefore, don't be in despair of a constantly serious girl. Who knows, perhaps I might even make you laugh.