tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156491922024-03-06T01:10:04.094-04:00Commentary & ContemplationBeverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.comBlogger83125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-91160515362519344092016-04-06T15:22:00.000-03:002016-04-06T15:22:51.246-03:00A QuipIt isn't even funny<br />
when I forget to think<br />
I open my mouth - it's out<br />
as fast as you can blink<br />
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Sometimes it's just the humor<br />
or comeback or retort<br />
other times it's more than that<br />
the simple, honest sort<br />
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Too fast to be conniving<br />
or thoughtless to your need<br />
It's witty, fun - a joke b'y<br />
a quip it is indeed!<br />
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(c) Beverly Nippard, February 14, 2016Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-57809306973283825352016-01-30T15:59:00.000-04:002016-01-30T15:59:07.457-04:00Evening Prayer<div class="MsoNormal">
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That God will protect my family</div>
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And keep them in his care.</div>
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I do not pray for riches</div>
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But for wisdom, and knowledge</div>
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That they are on His mind</div>
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I pray that God will place a hedge</div>
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Around them every day</div>
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To protect from sin and sorrow</div>
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And keep Satan at bay</div>
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I pray that God will guard their minds</div>
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From Satan’s evil tricks</div>
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To recall God’s Word from their heart</div>
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Where, hopefully, it sticks</div>
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I pray that God will place someone</div>
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Alongside them in their path</div>
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To remind them of God’s love</div>
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And then about His wrath</div>
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I pray that since I can’t be there</div>
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That God would put some worker</div>
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To water the seeds that have</div>
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Already been planted there</div>
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I pray the Spirit would remind</div>
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Them that He’s very
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And come much closer still</div>
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When we say His name so dear</div>
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I pray that my family</div>
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Would most of all</div>
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Be ready to answer</div>
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When they hear the Master call.</div>
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Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-64571188948392869532015-11-11T08:39:00.000-04:002015-11-11T08:39:52.573-04:00Remembrance Day<div style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.8px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
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<span style="border: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 1.7; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">On November 11, as members of a free and democratic country, we gather around to pay our respect to thousands of soldiers who have laid down their lives to defend the principles we now uphold. On Remembrance Day we watch as veterans lay a wreath in remembrance of their buddies who never returned from the war and those who survived with deep emotional and physical scars. They paid a great price for our freedom.</span></div>
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On the first Sunday of each month on the church calendar we gather around and remember someone who died that we might be free. He is not an unknown soldier. He is Jesus Christ the Son of God. Isaiah tells us “he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.”</div>
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Paul tells us in 1 Corinthians 15 that the gospel that he preached, which we have received and by which we stand, by which we are saved, we <b>keep in memory </b>how Christ died for our sins according to the scriptures; and that he was buried, and that he rose again the third day according to the scriptures. If we don’t keep this in memory, our believing is in vain.</div>
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We keep these things in mind by following the example set for us in 1 Corinthians 11. “That the Lord Jesus the same night in which he was betrayed took bread: And when he had given thanks, he brake it, and said, Take, eat: this is my body, which is broken for you: this do in remembrance of me. After the same manner also he took the cup, when he had supped, saying, This cup is the new testament in my blood: this do ye, as oft as ye drink it, in remembrance of me. For as often as ye eat this bread, and drink this cup, ye do shew the Lord=s death till he come.”</div>
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This was to be Jesus’ last meal with His disciples before the agony of the cross. No one would ever go through what Jesus was about to go through to redeem lost humanity. It was for this reason that Jesus wanted to have this last fellowship with them. Yet, it was more than just fellowship. Luke 22:15 points to a greater purpose for this final shared meal. Jesus said “With desire I have desired to eat this passover with you before I suffer.”</div>
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After their meal, Jesus explained to the disciples the symbolism of the Communion elements. In simple yet profound words Jesus told them the bread represented His body and the fruit of the vine represented His blood. This was the last time on earth Jesus would eat of the bread and drink of the cup. But it would not be the last time for the disciples nor for all believers from that day to this. Jesus was instituting the ordinance of Holy Communion when he said “This do in remembrance of me.”</div>
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This ordinance of the church called Holy Communion is also known as the Lord’s Supper. Its purpose is to remember the Lord’s death and resurrection until He returns. It is a time of reverence and self-examination that offers Christians an opportunity to strengthen their walk with God.</div>
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Christ gave us this ordinance that we might ever be reminded of the blessings that He wants us to enjoy now and through eternity. Lest we forget.</div>
Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-74505445694905008252015-10-19T18:21:00.000-03:002015-10-19T18:21:17.779-03:00Peace<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-19866442466422599912015-10-17T19:41:00.000-03:002015-10-17T19:42:08.816-03:00First Snow Fall 2015<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is what I saw when I looked out my bedroom window this morning, October 17, 2015. The first snowfall for the season, just as predicted. Not surprisingly, most Labradorians now have visions of skis, snowshoes, snowblowers and sleds dancing in their heads. As the day progressed, shovels were out and snowsleds were heard zooming down the path between the trees beyond the fence.<br />
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For me, however, this scene is peaceful, somewhat comforting. The white sparkling snow covering the dark earth in a bright, clean blanket reminds me of the Holy Spirit that falls softly on humanity covering us with His comforting presence. When Jesus rose from the dead and was preparing to ascend into heaven he promised to send The Comforter to be with us.<i> </i><br />
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In John 14:26 (Amplified Bible) It says this:<br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="woj" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box;"><span class="versenum" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;">26 </span>But the <span class="footnote" data-fn="#fen-AMP-26695a" data-link="[<a href="#fen-AMP-26695a" title="See footnote a">a</a>]" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;">[<a href="https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John+14%3A26&version=AMP#fen-AMP-26695a" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background: transparent; box-sizing: border-box; color: #b34b2c; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top;" title="See footnote a">a</a>]</span>Helper (Comforter, Advocate, Intercessor—Counselor, Strengthener, Standby), the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in My name</span>[in My place, to represent Me and act on My behalf], <span class="woj" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box;">He will teach you all things. And He will help you remember everything that I have told you.</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">I know there have been many changes over the years to political parties and their platforms. I don't let tradition and the way it was always done, dictate to me how I vote. As a Christian, I will vote for life and for a party that will stand up for family values. I will vote for a party that will no</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #141823; display: inline; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">t back down on its stand with and for Israel. I will vote for a political party that vows to work at keeping us safe against terrorism. There is one party right now that, for the most part, does reflect my beliefs but I have no confidence in the national leader or the local candidate for that party. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">I'm really in a dilemma here.</span><br />
<span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #141823; display: inline; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br />I will not be bullied by anyone into not voting for a particular party, or to not vote at all. Personally, I find that a slap in the face of our freedom. So many countries are crying for democracy. We have the awesome privilege to vote, and not voting is an absolute shame.</span><br />
<span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #141823; display: inline; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br />I will say this though: please do not vote for a particular party just because it is popular among your family, friends or media. Please do not vote for a particular party because it's always been done that way. But please DO familiarize yourself with the issues. Decide on what is important to you, and VOTE!</span>Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-64678993713935071232015-10-09T22:16:00.000-03:002015-10-09T23:15:25.849-03:00Sunshine<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Clear blue sky; the sun shines down</div>
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On you and me and all around</div>
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Glist’ning here and there like glitter glue</div>
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On my granddaughter’s picture that she drew</div>
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Colourful leaves are drifting down</div>
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Covering grass and all the ground</div>
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The white picket fence is brighter too</div>
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The house and shed looking like new</div>
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But sunshine makes shadows fall</div>
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Against the house, along the wall</div>
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Dancing branches, trees that sway</div>
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A royal show now on display</div>
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The shadows begin to lengthen</div>
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It’s bright- red widening glow</div>
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Leaves gentle warmth
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(c) Beverly Nippard</div>
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Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-85122936971182584682015-05-21T12:32:00.001-03:002015-10-09T23:15:47.588-03:00Be The ChangeI just came across this stimulating article called The Funeral that I'd like to share with you. It's most likely inspired by this quote attributed to Mahatma Gandhi:<br />
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<tt>One day
all the employees reached the office and they saw a big sign on the door on
which was written:</tt><br />
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<tt>Yesterday,
the person who has been hindering your growth in this company passed away. We
invite you to join the funeral in the room that has been prepared in the gym.</tt><br />
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<tt>In the
beginning, they all got sad for the death of one of their colleagues, but after
a while they started getting curious to know who was that man who hindered the growth of his colleagues and the
company itself.</tt><br />
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<tt>The
excitement in the gym was such that security agents were ordered to control the
crowd within the room. The more people reached the coffin, the more the
excitement heated up.</tt><br />
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<tt>Everyone
thought: 'Who is this guy who was hindering my progress? Well, at least he
died!</tt><br />
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<tt>One by
one the thrilled employees got closer to the coffin, and when they looked
inside it, they suddenly became speechless.</tt><br />
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<tt>They
stood nearby the coffin, shocked and in silence, as if someone had touched the
deepest part of their soul. There was a mirror inside the coffin;
everyone who looked inside it could see himself. There was also a sign
next to the mirror that said: There is only one person who is capable of
setting limits to your growth: IT IS YOU!!!!!</tt><br />
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<tt>Your life
does not change when your boss changes, when your friends change, when your
parents change, when your husband or wife change, when your company change, when your church changes, when
your location change, when your money change, when your status change...</tt><br />
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<tt>Your life
changes when YOU change, when you go beyond your limiting beliefs.</tt><br />
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<tt>Examine
yourself, watch yourself. Don't be afraid of difficulties, impossibilities and
losses. Be a winner, build yourself and your reality. It's the way you face
Life that makes the difference.</tt><br />
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<tt>~Author
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Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-61079312470143073722013-07-14T23:38:00.001-03:002013-07-14T23:55:28.577-03:00Summer Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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When we were young, summer days were carefree</div>
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We were not bored with just watching TV.</div>
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Friends would come by; we'd play games in the yard.</div>
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Hopscotch or skipping rope, nothing too hard.</div>
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On sunny days we'd head for the river.</div>
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The sight of the water made us quiver.</div>
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We'd jump on the rocks until we fell in, </div>
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then paddle our feet or pretend to swim.</div>
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Some days we played with our dolls in the shed,</div>
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while other days we played softball instead.</div>
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Or go to the back woods, hike and explore;</div>
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I just can't say which of these I liked more.</div>
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Every two weeks a bookmobile came by.</div>
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We'd get excited as it would draw nigh.</div>
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And all too soon, you'd hear such a big sigh.</div>
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Time for school; how the summer has flown by.</div>
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(c) Beverly Nippard, June 2004</div>
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(PS I'm the one riding the bike in the middle picture!)</div>
Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-47544976733556208832012-03-17T11:57:00.000-03:002012-03-17T11:57:58.043-03:00An Irish Blessing<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMqrIsFDkIiP_VwTTSLUA1uaU3EB8VxFuN03fRb_Mdr1i7toDX60B6fb95OPrtlMQi0rKwNvUGfh2GH6ac4cSy59HRgEIxEtQ3z-_6u8-DGMCE1eZrhmSoNQBrwdzwpmzSH6cYOw/s1600/Happy+Pats+Day.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img aea="true" border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMqrIsFDkIiP_VwTTSLUA1uaU3EB8VxFuN03fRb_Mdr1i7toDX60B6fb95OPrtlMQi0rKwNvUGfh2GH6ac4cSy59HRgEIxEtQ3z-_6u8-DGMCE1eZrhmSoNQBrwdzwpmzSH6cYOw/s200/Happy+Pats+Day.JPG" width="154" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRY7_vuwv1oxDpgKAzRVz87FNLAO21rtWAnmkfpocRBVOxSITfSdrwhffNou5VuWl4vz9mXA1GnBEvuYiiBLuKBzzJAeQ5Sl66Bz71HPmqJwJWyeH6e-ihcgIeDWOYpDu_Rm5LCA/s1600/Rainbow+Clover.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; height: 123px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; width: 167px;"><img aea="true" border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRY7_vuwv1oxDpgKAzRVz87FNLAO21rtWAnmkfpocRBVOxSITfSdrwhffNou5VuWl4vz9mXA1GnBEvuYiiBLuKBzzJAeQ5Sl66Bz71HPmqJwJWyeH6e-ihcgIeDWOYpDu_Rm5LCA/s200/Rainbow+Clover.JPG" width="154" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;">May flowers always line your path and sunshine light your day.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;">May songbirds serenade you every step along the way.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;">May a rainbow run beside you in a sky that's always blue.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;">And may happiness fill your heart </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;">each day your whole life through.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;">~ Irish Blessing</div>Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-78426438318585196982011-11-13T22:26:00.008-04:002011-11-13T22:36:27.384-04:00The Wonders of Fall<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_9yW8D4dLu_ZoKv_U_GxV9DTYKNPMllFqF458_GCNx9bElcvtXTT75Zb-zBC2z89xUYiDLzMWjwcs8c91i5lKisiN5tN-dLW5gLxIgeXAd8pLptYqBFed-_vFMjqvLmmGUiFsA/s1600/Grammy+walks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; height: 402px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; width: 311px;"><img border="0" height="320" nda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_9yW8D4dLu_ZoKv_U_GxV9DTYKNPMllFqF458_GCNx9bElcvtXTT75Zb-zBC2z89xUYiDLzMWjwcs8c91i5lKisiN5tN-dLW5gLxIgeXAd8pLptYqBFed-_vFMjqvLmmGUiFsA/s320/Grammy+walks.jpg" width="213" /></a><br />
<span style="color: blue;">Coloured leaves on the trees</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">Slightly stir in gentle breeze</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">Some are floating to the ground</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Rain droplets on the wood</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">Collect where planters once stood</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">Making little puddles now</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Going quickly hence to thence</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">Little chucks puffed out with food</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Chickadees and sparrows come</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">To eat at their feeder home</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">Soon to migrate far away</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Sombre skies give way to blue</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">And night skies are clearer too</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">Wonderful, mystical fall!</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;">©Beverly Nippard, October 16, 2011</span></div>Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-14806423161750664262011-08-19T22:43:00.000-03:002013-09-29T23:13:28.764-03:00Photo CreditI would like to thank my talented son-in-law for my new banner. The picture is a view of Grand Lake from Sunday Hill in North West River, Labrador.<br />
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Also thanks to Nadine for finding this treasure and bringing him to join our family. It was beautiful to have them visit us for a few weeks in July. Of course, the highlight of the visit was Becca's 3rd birthday. We had a family supper at the Jungle.<br />
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<span style="color: #351c75;"> Trevor, Geoff, Nattie, beautiful birhtday Becca, Nadine, Grammy & Popper</span></div>
Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-9855005011320659832011-07-26T12:23:00.001-03:002011-07-26T12:25:05.870-03:00Robin<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieS3in4W_wHh03t26vggLqkNQiqrROsTtWYqZr8NI115zJ9xjvy9jgl94JiIPwOjyMjeMG97sgi5TkoDozUJAhDkXzEEIQ5wiP6iJMhjiBebsTMCRF6UiGeInC_PYQVoKSPQlZ0Q/s1600/Robin.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633682132188802242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieS3in4W_wHh03t26vggLqkNQiqrROsTtWYqZr8NI115zJ9xjvy9jgl94JiIPwOjyMjeMG97sgi5TkoDozUJAhDkXzEEIQ5wiP6iJMhjiBebsTMCRF6UiGeInC_PYQVoKSPQlZ0Q/s320/Robin.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center">This robin sits patiently on the fence waiting for my strawberries to ripen!</div>Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-81324876856941344972011-03-26T10:35:00.006-03:002011-03-26T10:51:29.867-03:00Which season is it anyway?<div><br /><br /><div>A look out the window suggests it could be winter, a look at the calendar says it is spring, but a look at my bloomin' Christmas catcus suggests....well Christmas! The signs of the times? One time we could tell the seasons by nature - the sky, the position and strength of the sun, the weather, plant life...well...good thing we have calendars to keep us on track!<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbenOY77BrNVw5MFMSb0L-BpNlwL5geloTpJ9vsnJ89JdF1vPAbCqCwXIeVRg7Cazf3Q3WyGowxIjtZkxNkKwkJ9AC7XX1lh-DiQY3QREV0Qy9g35HONa4zWuCzl8Vhzla6EWgZA/s1600/Snow+in+March.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 276px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 169px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588384043956676002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbenOY77BrNVw5MFMSb0L-BpNlwL5geloTpJ9vsnJ89JdF1vPAbCqCwXIeVRg7Cazf3Q3WyGowxIjtZkxNkKwkJ9AC7XX1lh-DiQY3QREV0Qy9g35HONa4zWuCzl8Vhzla6EWgZA/s320/Snow+in+March.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhg_Gp6pZOfrdIvzFwrsKJ-VTkooht938GW96vkmdg5oiPrsUK64EJbQizTTEj5LXmguQ_PnqgVQUBxp32lkjJWj1WcM_XswEp-wgZmipw_-o4ze_lKrYrJY37OWdKdc4yzSE7lw/s1600/Christmas+Catcus.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 254px; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588385440305462818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhg_Gp6pZOfrdIvzFwrsKJ-VTkooht938GW96vkmdg5oiPrsUK64EJbQizTTEj5LXmguQ_PnqgVQUBxp32lkjJWj1WcM_XswEp-wgZmipw_-o4ze_lKrYrJY37OWdKdc4yzSE7lw/s320/Christmas+Catcus.jpg" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhg_Gp6pZOfrdIvzFwrsKJ-VTkooht938GW96vkmdg5oiPrsUK64EJbQizTTEj5LXmguQ_PnqgVQUBxp32lkjJWj1WcM_XswEp-wgZmipw_-o4ze_lKrYrJY37OWdKdc4yzSE7lw/s1600/Christmas+Catcus.jpg"></a> </p></div>Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-79503642090915964362010-12-19T23:18:00.002-04:002010-12-19T23:23:25.624-04:00The Happy Couple<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw25epjStLQfbkSGvzDOM_p9Ux3Vniw6kdsAG7ov44_l4xgaFuUpXfm_lGuWr1st7ZzKzeSGk_xC_x2SywqA8DD73u3uhVGy66fsJ0p8L-gvJey8hiED970E0cRqpnaeqtS5at8A/s1600/Wedding_Fountain.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552599454943379090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw25epjStLQfbkSGvzDOM_p9Ux3Vniw6kdsAG7ov44_l4xgaFuUpXfm_lGuWr1st7ZzKzeSGk_xC_x2SywqA8DD73u3uhVGy66fsJ0p8L-gvJey8hiED970E0cRqpnaeqtS5at8A/s320/Wedding_Fountain.jpg" /></a> Nadine & Trevor Harris</div><div align="center">August 28, 2010<br /></div>Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-65149146936118720302010-08-17T22:36:00.002-03:002010-08-17T22:40:50.625-03:00Weekly Cleaning ListFor all you computer addicts out there:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgNQYXInqRv4Ncs3l584ivxRDVPD8wIlCFgOt9QqmYRoJmeIZ8VzH-OP35iXhxunw04tr562EUxgJqMTvAhBEPGT-13Pp__xpIqoOcAW3kw-06T7HSo3FnuaMYk2Ul9UR-WzCgbQ/s1600/wkly+cleaning+list.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506558245001951922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgNQYXInqRv4Ncs3l584ivxRDVPD8wIlCFgOt9QqmYRoJmeIZ8VzH-OP35iXhxunw04tr562EUxgJqMTvAhBEPGT-13Pp__xpIqoOcAW3kw-06T7HSo3FnuaMYk2Ul9UR-WzCgbQ/s320/wkly+cleaning+list.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div>Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-57334073971975589262010-07-20T12:29:00.002-03:002010-07-20T12:34:17.773-03:00The Family Grows...<p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ResS2woJD0hnwYSf73sBRmISge2xMaZdPFsK0hFrVUKYPA6aa7e6SubdJJB_n7eF3Lpm9tYEoN0fwPSKId93hESbxMZIzTvIT23XT85SDryAXVYXFgXIeaovWiO86n87q5bSQw/s1600/Nadine+%26+Trevor.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496011293414908994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ResS2woJD0hnwYSf73sBRmISge2xMaZdPFsK0hFrVUKYPA6aa7e6SubdJJB_n7eF3Lpm9tYEoN0fwPSKId93hESbxMZIzTvIT23XT85SDryAXVYXFgXIeaovWiO86n87q5bSQw/s320/Nadine+%26+Trevor.bmp" /></a></p><br /><br />In less than six weeks, Trevor Oliver Harris will become our son-in-law. He and Nadine will be joined in holy matrimony on August 28, 2010. We are all so very happy!Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-82145795922421789972010-06-02T22:08:00.003-03:002010-06-02T22:14:19.472-03:00First Color of Spring!The first color of spring in my garden is my sunshine yellow daffodils. Aren't they beautiful:<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478349210837860066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNb2rjEWbwHB6BtZ1qaBo1dBiT916MmxwQQWA6PAIeqrmPZCVNyw2UKltGfjX8MOcGMcTTbTXOnPaL1p-B2VRZhhE3TK5Kz822cIhOZ2Ii6amvNJw3buXTRIvLU-JP-24F6mpnog/s320/Daffodils+May+2010.JPG" />Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-47310870711396490952010-06-01T11:53:00.004-03:002010-06-01T12:25:33.014-03:00Children's DayDid you know that today, June 1st is celebrated as children's day around the world? While it is not an official holiday, it is a reminder that we should set aside special times with our children daily. I'm so thankful for my children and the joy they have brought into my life. Not only have they enriched my life themselves, but they have brought friends, husband and especially my grandchild into our lives. Natalie and Nadine, I love you both dearly. You are both my pride and joy - priceless treasures :) <div><div><div><div><br /><div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijPN1brDqXGQHII6rfMYpjpca7zAbG8zvNVtI8rh8G5xFoLZBqNbKMGcDtLKb0XERN064tOIzbXdIWkg6cUOLpuAL9PxPbF-duTNYDgPYT3CU0kwyEp6nvIOnSWD2XWTO86OLKxw/s1600/YoungNN1.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 166px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477821827504301314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijPN1brDqXGQHII6rfMYpjpca7zAbG8zvNVtI8rh8G5xFoLZBqNbKMGcDtLKb0XERN064tOIzbXdIWkg6cUOLpuAL9PxPbF-duTNYDgPYT3CU0kwyEp6nvIOnSWD2XWTO86OLKxw/s320/YoungNN1.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZMMJYT_U8jvsuAm6s3Nm7EW-hZPnNffpwJ6IubdwraFmPfD0-rXoX_yfPQYBllz8ZqVw9qlIJOWZPixfqqyGmv6JYor96dD5j-0_jRl4mHIs0f2qcudyj2ObXtCbLxXrYWrcdow/s1600/YoungNN2.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477821829811116626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZMMJYT_U8jvsuAm6s3Nm7EW-hZPnNffpwJ6IubdwraFmPfD0-rXoX_yfPQYBllz8ZqVw9qlIJOWZPixfqqyGmv6JYor96dD5j-0_jRl4mHIs0f2qcudyj2ObXtCbLxXrYWrcdow/s320/YoungNN2.JPG" /></a></div><br /><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZMMJYT_U8jvsuAm6s3Nm7EW-hZPnNffpwJ6IubdwraFmPfD0-rXoX_yfPQYBllz8ZqVw9qlIJOWZPixfqqyGmv6JYor96dD5j-0_jRl4mHIs0f2qcudyj2ObXtCbLxXrYWrcdow/s1600/YoungNN2.JPG"></a></p><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj11VN9Oiouw-xDqvEVMepzT_gxHYt4YpfbauEWnZemeVsJY2DfnQ2-1-K4RXbw-YiiLuPPcVQxGrQ4m6oXrjMN2XXlRj7sYvthAHLYGrtIwDgdea79a4oENMaXP1wrUkyQn1AwIg/s1600/YoungNN3.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477821838019880242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj11VN9Oiouw-xDqvEVMepzT_gxHYt4YpfbauEWnZemeVsJY2DfnQ2-1-K4RXbw-YiiLuPPcVQxGrQ4m6oXrjMN2XXlRj7sYvthAHLYGrtIwDgdea79a4oENMaXP1wrUkyQn1AwIg/s320/YoungNN3.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdzH_WyyRw5aQ4yRsPVisLS6yEIKRXsStBqrtoFRK_zbjg8bBAADm2acssIEAVqHiEu10qiPtoGE-J81j2bihN5u582av-jtTlGWNomPRPgaki0HnPoJAAFkWh8C9s750BVeX5zw/s1600/GirlsOnBond.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 251px; HEIGHT: 388px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477821846172109554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdzH_WyyRw5aQ4yRsPVisLS6yEIKRXsStBqrtoFRK_zbjg8bBAADm2acssIEAVqHiEu10qiPtoGE-J81j2bihN5u582av-jtTlGWNomPRPgaki0HnPoJAAFkWh8C9s750BVeX5zw/s320/GirlsOnBond.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5roQL31a683JKFEorGJScNlId9Ob4439mEnwJ9_pCnKaI3TdMJCExr5seimYcRKElMPeBz2_yhtjTezwyYHRL87JVaL-HArSQUmfPazSxpJcyf44LGzlDX0nHhobfsZgWs1Okdg/s1600/GirlsatCabin.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477821849982244402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5roQL31a683JKFEorGJScNlId9Ob4439mEnwJ9_pCnKaI3TdMJCExr5seimYcRKElMPeBz2_yhtjTezwyYHRL87JVaL-HArSQUmfPazSxpJcyf44LGzlDX0nHhobfsZgWs1Okdg/s320/GirlsatCabin.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid33MCyD7lg2JGrBD5LqK9fPIqV56eWwiIgnApoZe4Kjjnpt1vcU8S0ycj9rKRFs-2AxMh92jvgOUEwN4TS5KyzYeQSBb-fyTxlYSEhW25Hx-JE1RQoPQSCvc-4MES0hAGnTEVJA/s1600/Picture+184.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477826096017968050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid33MCyD7lg2JGrBD5LqK9fPIqV56eWwiIgnApoZe4Kjjnpt1vcU8S0ycj9rKRFs-2AxMh92jvgOUEwN4TS5KyzYeQSBb-fyTxlYSEhW25Hx-JE1RQoPQSCvc-4MES0hAGnTEVJA/s320/Picture+184.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-47105362787868598652010-05-30T08:49:00.005-03:002010-05-30T09:03:10.088-03:00TrustI like this poem. So many times we try to figure out where we should be or what we should be doing next. We simply need to trust in His leadership, listen to His voice and follow where He leads.<br /><br /><br /><br />"It is only a tiny rosebud,<br /><br />A flower of God's design;<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1P9jMgXz0kZxfXB6tFDlx898Semfz6aCA6QZdqjwAR3pWtlT1bVe1hFXAZB0p7wWvYDza1ukkF33uQWI9CCLu0RKHOamoFY0LcB6H0tViANf2rW9C03A8Pu9Z6YKIZRFMKfpElQ/s1600/Rose_2bud.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 174px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 139px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477031625943531378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1P9jMgXz0kZxfXB6tFDlx898Semfz6aCA6QZdqjwAR3pWtlT1bVe1hFXAZB0p7wWvYDza1ukkF33uQWI9CCLu0RKHOamoFY0LcB6H0tViANf2rW9C03A8Pu9Z6YKIZRFMKfpElQ/s320/Rose_2bud.jpg" /></a><br />But I cannot unfold the petals<br /><br />with these clumsy hands of mine."<br /><br /><br /><br />"The secret of unfolding flowers<br /><br />Is not known to such as I.<br /><br />GOD opens this flower so esily,<br /><br />But in my hands they die."<br /><br /><br /><br />If I cannot unfold a rosebud,<br /><br />This flower of God's design,<br /><br />Then how can I have the wisdom<br /><br />To unfold this life of min?"<br /><br /><br /><br />"So I'll trust in Good for leading<br /><br />Each moment of my day.<br /><br />I will look to God for guidance<br /><br />In each step of the way."<br /><br /><br /><br />"The path that lies before me,<br /><br />Only my Lord knows.<br /><br />I'll trust God to unfold the moments,<br /><br />just as He unfolds the rose."<br /><br /><br /><br />~ Charlie GilchristBeverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-82794847827271309762010-05-04T10:18:00.004-03:002010-05-04T10:41:10.434-03:00Mother's Day TriviaDo you know what flower symbolizes Mother's Day? It's the carnation!<br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA-piuC1rBC2yy-2EUCcoRZ7FE6BmteWqgmWcwVPV8s2wygiJQv_d6txIo4RVD2y9THiUwx0lwHppjFxhUyzQbVd87LltqmnuccJm__NOSjWdvzHV4k_jeX0tXOsB_1iAg74F7NQ/s1600/carnations-white.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467405461473944114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA-piuC1rBC2yy-2EUCcoRZ7FE6BmteWqgmWcwVPV8s2wygiJQv_d6txIo4RVD2y9THiUwx0lwHppjFxhUyzQbVd87LltqmnuccJm__NOSjWdvzHV4k_jeX0tXOsB_1iAg74F7NQ/s320/carnations-white.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinSERTTq8Ho1kIoPsp_duxiB7LkCZC24ZyoRVrqXJ2BLIxTBuKr87uUjPDsKIih48NwjqxbjM_9QufzmJJqhCoW65e_srxNSpU9aOMqC55VfQvUuY-Hvl5kpZDl5SFD_nnk21c1w/s1600/Red+Carnation.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 190px; HEIGHT: 141px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467405470721143842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinSERTTq8Ho1kIoPsp_duxiB7LkCZC24ZyoRVrqXJ2BLIxTBuKr87uUjPDsKIih48NwjqxbjM_9QufzmJJqhCoW65e_srxNSpU9aOMqC55VfQvUuY-Hvl5kpZDl5SFD_nnk21c1w/s320/Red+Carnation.jpg" /></a></p><p align="left">Carnations have been associated with Mother's Day for a very long time. According to Christian legend, a carnation sprang up when Jesus Christ's mother, Mary, shed tears of distress seeing her son enduring sufferings on the cross. Then in 1907, Anna Jarvis used carnations at the first Mother's Day celebration because they were her mother's favourite flowers. Anna Jarvis handed out 500 carnations at her mother's church, St. Andrew's Methodist Episcopal Church in Grafton, West Virginia - one for each mother in the congregation.</p><p align="left">White carnations are used to honour a mother who is deceased, while red or pink carnations symbolize the feelings of affection for a mother who is living.</p><p align="left">Just as I have for decades, I will pin my rose to my bosom as I go off to church this Sunday. Since 1997, I have been wearing a white rose.</p>Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-87925359064323241342010-01-12T11:33:00.007-04:002010-01-12T11:40:45.148-04:00Family Photo Update<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWJMQMatDGv3TKwJt2l275TY9mOMjHrm4DFt4ysbBhNM4V7U-EEQOp6IvrzZNM9OBaQMcUpdSVc2pLWhO1EmU3uwmtTF5XubbPEeLodCMMyXHvY50Vjyh6BX7USgIj-DhjEwo-jg/s1600-h/Family+Xmas+09+oval.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425877222536716210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWJMQMatDGv3TKwJt2l275TY9mOMjHrm4DFt4ysbBhNM4V7U-EEQOp6IvrzZNM9OBaQMcUpdSVc2pLWhO1EmU3uwmtTF5XubbPEeLodCMMyXHvY50Vjyh6BX7USgIj-DhjEwo-jg/s320/Family+Xmas+09+oval.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Trevor, Nadine, Beverly, Geoff, Natalie</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Rebecca, Wallace</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">See how we've grown?!</span></strong></div>Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-62772633496263061292008-07-29T14:23:00.002-03:002008-07-29T14:26:46.160-03:00Family PhotoWith the newest addition to our family, I thought I'd update our family photo!<br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr-riPFDBtFk_YlYAKL8faF7RsIF8xjO1szJ9EM-YbasBiEAAiOuGH0jlF6iLT-uxdls2j9MzNJ2YW_vkgcX1x8bbBTSvhWN60OzPWlV9Ox2WC67-JsiUTSxEd2sEDx8iwEg4F4w/s1600-h/FamilyO.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228488169147783986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr-riPFDBtFk_YlYAKL8faF7RsIF8xjO1szJ9EM-YbasBiEAAiOuGH0jlF6iLT-uxdls2j9MzNJ2YW_vkgcX1x8bbBTSvhWN60OzPWlV9Ox2WC67-JsiUTSxEd2sEDx8iwEg4F4w/s320/FamilyO.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">Beverly, Nadine, Wally</p><p align="center">Natalie, Geoff</p><p align="center"> Rebecca</p>Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-71133683621272453582008-07-26T15:28:00.022-03:002008-07-26T18:31:35.398-03:00Our visit to Oxen Pond Botanical GardensWhen we were in St. John's, Nadine and I took a few hours one afternoon to visit Memorial University of Newfoundland's Botanical Gardens, a.k.a. Oxen Pond Botanical Gardens by locals. After a shorter browse than I would have liked (grin) around the gift shop, and a quick glance around the indoor gallery, we ventured outside and walked some of the trails.<br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7sm3kbn75nXm2vCc2pf8_KKWqcud2WxS3yHsGv4hcD-kWRXlcdXAG01XrVL5iRIjKJFMB2wtJZ_22vZSUzDk05PUttN-X55-ipZf2d3C6VfCoWEClsxSle56ptj2O2kvcQePQw/s1600-h/100_1033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227399117267080354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7sm3kbn75nXm2vCc2pf8_KKWqcud2WxS3yHsGv4hcD-kWRXlcdXAG01XrVL5iRIjKJFMB2wtJZ_22vZSUzDk05PUttN-X55-ipZf2d3C6VfCoWEClsxSle56ptj2O2kvcQePQw/s320/100_1033.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br />The gardens, on the edge of a dense boreal forrest, with poor, rocky soil, surrounded by peat bogs and fens are a delightful surprise in the midst of the city. The first garden we visited was a collection of plants used for medicinal purposes.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkuHB-D_g80gFSDh1gIjTw1QWgPDAEF_kh8WW-v2vFsTwu2906Hgl3RizIcTcZNOIh1ApLRfHGdcxs8hie4JXkk145m5XwXEXUM01NBFCUfeOiPNiJYpAIXVx0Ul4tPGgQ_T1obQ/s1600-h/100_1031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227396114560276066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkuHB-D_g80gFSDh1gIjTw1QWgPDAEF_kh8WW-v2vFsTwu2906Hgl3RizIcTcZNOIh1ApLRfHGdcxs8hie4JXkk145m5XwXEXUM01NBFCUfeOiPNiJYpAIXVx0Ul4tPGgQ_T1obQ/s320/100_1031.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br />We continued on, snapping pictures of Newfoundland wildflowers that peppered the bogs and fens.<br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCUxPHmPwSDrgfJKfs9zybQzEsVo4_ovy-vbHIm5ilyJblSp-s2jgSVXo-dmFAROdmN7FzkkRFMJUQHOP12K_BWudIHa_fmHhs2lAVfDa88uUKX6i4O5REoxji3Fp82cCA-LMNUQ/s1600-h/100_1039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227434572893547890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCUxPHmPwSDrgfJKfs9zybQzEsVo4_ovy-vbHIm5ilyJblSp-s2jgSVXo-dmFAROdmN7FzkkRFMJUQHOP12K_BWudIHa_fmHhs2lAVfDa88uUKX6i4O5REoxji3Fp82cCA-LMNUQ/s320/100_1039.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0FmslQ7Tg8c9wyl4CTmznSLJj78Wxd49YE_jingwre3252bBVXe5esnqn3QSQ896Z7XShE4J4koYCiH5t52ZBuH3NBAvFsgiQPV_mSR1ihONg7ma4ymLSn4J8HWN9MAjwI4Ewtg/s1600-h/DSC00375.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227433370131841506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0FmslQ7Tg8c9wyl4CTmznSLJj78Wxd49YE_jingwre3252bBVXe5esnqn3QSQ896Z7XShE4J4koYCiH5t52ZBuH3NBAvFsgiQPV_mSR1ihONg7ma4ymLSn4J8HWN9MAjwI4Ewtg/s320/DSC00375.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhps-80X8cEKzCED_UeK5jn92FFp3yannUqYDKRhDgbuBG8wnyAEWDbzNIWtgfue7jtqZprpe_-7meK-IM04_hV3wr4skrrdex2PHEj7scFozwxnF6bV4tEhp8CDshuZlIVGRH3cQ/s1600-h/100_1038.jpg"></a><br /><br />There were three trails of increasing intensity. The second trail took us to the duck pond where we fed the ducks with feed we had bought at the gift shop. There were only two ducks in sight when we opened the feed, but right away we heard the honks approach from the surrounding reeds and within minutes there were over twenty ducks at pond's edge waiting to be fed.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQIF3G1NRaNNVUGvMHnYZ_NeYMIzsh_d7UyYTNcNYoprUzSmDU-nOHh48yMcVjpqPmxwYWLQBtGWKvjo87YTT2oCwKLli9ClnoDi5ZQgvfuG1pS4KuAp_E0TLnRhfhEDy44D-zCg/s1600-h/DSC00384.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227411400492835938" style="WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" height="217" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQIF3G1NRaNNVUGvMHnYZ_NeYMIzsh_d7UyYTNcNYoprUzSmDU-nOHh48yMcVjpqPmxwYWLQBtGWKvjo87YTT2oCwKLli9ClnoDi5ZQgvfuG1pS4KuAp_E0TLnRhfhEDy44D-zCg/s320/DSC00384.JPG" width="288" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMP38ZdsbXxWyCPAUMdKiZ0aA8jW8XrTVaXYW0nDMZW2ZYqaQNRcWfR3De_xhgoLEBoYfdKX6fHiSZxbTW_Nuc9HvuG5TcreH7nEKHOfOa_Ha-SdqI6d-6UYKZhnupAbyqHnzMAw/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227411414400958530" style="CURSOR: hand" height="208" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMP38ZdsbXxWyCPAUMdKiZ0aA8jW8XrTVaXYW0nDMZW2ZYqaQNRcWfR3De_xhgoLEBoYfdKX6fHiSZxbTW_Nuc9HvuG5TcreH7nEKHOfOa_Ha-SdqI6d-6UYKZhnupAbyqHnzMAw/s320/DSC00381.JPG" width="279" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The third trail took us to a lookout with an incredible view of St. John's.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc3NGBV-qelouRSH07DAxlzWGovHbCLYSf-BLR3M2XFFgST7PByKIbhuoe3qylf0uUkZuo0k1Pzskk2HQt-EClGAHiKQwzKWi9TvlXFYTuymcrcsx-nsh304Ksl6LvbxUULvWEIw/s1600-h/DSC00373.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227407449541208370" style="WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" height="218" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc3NGBV-qelouRSH07DAxlzWGovHbCLYSf-BLR3M2XFFgST7PByKIbhuoe3qylf0uUkZuo0k1Pzskk2HQt-EClGAHiKQwzKWi9TvlXFYTuymcrcsx-nsh304Ksl6LvbxUULvWEIw/s320/DSC00373.JPG" width="292" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwhFHmlCAC79YuRH6MsZgor55GRH4A0S_9AgwQE8jGP67MjVp5Ix7sSI69E-WXX_QTCVTpYPIrJaUx0sg9wVGu29dDbSt_tOpPi2TrzplKadWmjAdBNflX8lNntyzZhJ647-1iIg/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227408813705645378" style="CURSOR: hand" height="211" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwhFHmlCAC79YuRH6MsZgor55GRH4A0S_9AgwQE8jGP67MjVp5Ix7sSI69E-WXX_QTCVTpYPIrJaUx0sg9wVGu29dDbSt_tOpPi2TrzplKadWmjAdBNflX8lNntyzZhJ647-1iIg/s320/DSC00374.JPG" width="286" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Of course, by that time, with the temperatures in the high 20'sC, I was poofed!<br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvXO-nBPFwAeHqfKVPhur3c3MTtnf9kGpIFCDAThsPp7GyptIIxzq-CM6aEpahFK0yfRsRHXMkrpfBrYFWsoLrtBBLnDV2Ko-66P-f5jzuJ2Lc_Q6mLyuN-5FJci2QvQnV5wY48w/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227413713531539938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvXO-nBPFwAeHqfKVPhur3c3MTtnf9kGpIFCDAThsPp7GyptIIxzq-CM6aEpahFK0yfRsRHXMkrpfBrYFWsoLrtBBLnDV2Ko-66P-f5jzuJ2Lc_Q6mLyuN-5FJci2QvQnV5wY48w/s320/DSC00372.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><br />Thankfully, the trail was mostly downhill from there. We continued on to browse the greenhouse and more gardens.<br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227416912948915842" style="WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" height="212" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_iCsmld67Q4QxAYVHv76HICUAmXDUs6VjsbQcZLg4rlHF1WNgpqQFbEkF0H2DGlgxgDeamBjFFatxYuSv9Ydd0imFEK21sSavHrYUutLCdVsByLj5RQrST9FDmq_uJXVBLcsipQ/s320/100_1057.jpg" width="268" border="0" /><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Sw6dn9uK_WyHsDzQBOICAWt5gJVYrJO6D0M3A9fnt_Hm0ypEn8iQdnDfr3U0RRsqHlFB3bfaEOAEjZ_tZgmF25lMDgg6HB7ScPgORUQF_b9zMgkNzgqPDzlUwgMQa4R2-wh5iQ/s1600-h/100_1044.jpg"></a></p><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Sw6dn9uK_WyHsDzQBOICAWt5gJVYrJO6D0M3A9fnt_Hm0ypEn8iQdnDfr3U0RRsqHlFB3bfaEOAEjZ_tZgmF25lMDgg6HB7ScPgORUQF_b9zMgkNzgqPDzlUwgMQa4R2-wh5iQ/s1600-h/100_1044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227417533669848514" style="WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" height="210" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Sw6dn9uK_WyHsDzQBOICAWt5gJVYrJO6D0M3A9fnt_Hm0ypEn8iQdnDfr3U0RRsqHlFB3bfaEOAEjZ_tZgmF25lMDgg6HB7ScPgORUQF_b9zMgkNzgqPDzlUwgMQa4R2-wh5iQ/s320/100_1044.jpg" width="281" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkY6PLLKXWGvH3wGCy8iw6lPApTM8wuNRUeK8zKB7h9Uk-v1Z-Pdk8U6Ftc1FqoE-TiPk8KjNFouPhUQIZwGvhQ_jnNv-h2rFB5rzXRFATuvUBk7oXej6qxyK7Y6LF0j2sAwfXGw/s1600-h/100_1042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227418563130405586" style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" height="240" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkY6PLLKXWGvH3wGCy8iw6lPApTM8wuNRUeK8zKB7h9Uk-v1Z-Pdk8U6Ftc1FqoE-TiPk8KjNFouPhUQIZwGvhQ_jnNv-h2rFB5rzXRFATuvUBk7oXej6qxyK7Y6LF0j2sAwfXGw/s320/100_1042.jpg" width="206" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW2hq7ZwaIGDrGwlZpSvJI8_T_eGCZdKPHTvCXnSGLS8zWaHpOiYHlDYZoSw6bkH5tvyv2KrTb9V1LREvKWjml9Q8IAMIsNuaK5mG5JCZKvkec1ZeHP2gcKpiocjFWVdTPQ4wAnQ/s1600-h/100_1043.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227419890837953122" style="WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" height="288" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW2hq7ZwaIGDrGwlZpSvJI8_T_eGCZdKPHTvCXnSGLS8zWaHpOiYHlDYZoSw6bkH5tvyv2KrTb9V1LREvKWjml9Q8IAMIsNuaK5mG5JCZKvkec1ZeHP2gcKpiocjFWVdTPQ4wAnQ/s320/100_1043.jpg" width="474" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQs3s7cUQnjNYI2enA_5CEFus6JiSKCjOb9sZIPow2KHZ6e7mxwYWlpIsjLHzuHzhkQV0lpyedQ-vBrURg9Se8JqUA9PnrWvXda9IXjdkIELUL_6keif6-N6ellGpEvWv6L9-1Mw/s1600-h/100_1053.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227423270232235634" style="WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" height="275" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQs3s7cUQnjNYI2enA_5CEFus6JiSKCjOb9sZIPow2KHZ6e7mxwYWlpIsjLHzuHzhkQV0lpyedQ-vBrURg9Se8JqUA9PnrWvXda9IXjdkIELUL_6keif6-N6ellGpEvWv6L9-1Mw/s320/100_1053.jpg" width="428" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs4Sm8DJijXrTRPeH3gnCmW-9_OosOxBgq57TMKESM7LajKvUDRGHl2DVRAUYukXZqzy0tgQ11tQRjbwvvAFMZYnJBLxJomH_LVT3L0v4IbkQrL-SzsBa7iDf64l4TePc4O1Ezog/s1600-h/100_1058.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227424472756798514" style="WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" height="309" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs4Sm8DJijXrTRPeH3gnCmW-9_OosOxBgq57TMKESM7LajKvUDRGHl2DVRAUYukXZqzy0tgQ11tQRjbwvvAFMZYnJBLxJomH_LVT3L0v4IbkQrL-SzsBa7iDf64l4TePc4O1Ezog/s320/100_1058.jpg" width="462" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"><br />These random pictures from the many we took that day, cannot begin to capture how beautiful, lush, colourful and breathtaking the garden was. As I stood there in the garden, I imagined myself in the Garden of Eden and pondered aloud to Nadine what it must have been like. We were amongst the finest collection of plants and trees in the Atlantic Provinces all growing in a natural setting. There were many different species of trees. I thought about the tree of life.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSO4WzDrZgotwNZANxwNOQSvwEaatuKsqjDLbW7NBCBfVLFRaAaMw2mq-vIwT8P5PuKz7lp-Sn49aOPT_5u6AyrcsnJ9cDWVu8hCZA3nDbkFiPtOZr3R5Dx2nZGe-L5ZQdvMARRQ/s1600-h/100_1049.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227426457479678034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSO4WzDrZgotwNZANxwNOQSvwEaatuKsqjDLbW7NBCBfVLFRaAaMw2mq-vIwT8P5PuKz7lp-Sn49aOPT_5u6AyrcsnJ9cDWVu8hCZA3nDbkFiPtOZr3R5Dx2nZGe-L5ZQdvMARRQ/s320/100_1049.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></p><p align="center">It made me homesick for heaven!</p>Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15649192.post-8473578559041873442008-07-24T16:08:00.005-03:002008-07-24T16:24:56.957-03:00First Pictures of RebeccaSome of you have been asking to see more pictures of Rebecca. This is Rebecca and I having a cuddle while she was still in the hospital. Isn't she gorgeous?!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226660326042470098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb87w337vuQLiky7h8Mof6YYesZ0zNv-7R8Z-QN3_nnFlxzLTawAySXCPnZXX4jvFLYPftVsl646odKNksuKvmBZ6T0reOhCgdA53eYNI6a6UtCMKgQueOosG5SCKPUQeoT8mWOg/s320/HospitalCuddle_c.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br />Of course, once she was home she was still getting 'snapped up' in more ways than one. She had her own paparazzi following her around. Here she's resting in her cradle.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226661207134533554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFs0zBJ-OW1oEp4yyfH-JeUFZfcA_IPyp9QxMRrv2o28Jnyb8xdZk2QSfohwv4kzm50sEHQlAmaX75OUblKfCqy1M5-NsQLj6c0eTmsGXlTpGwM39EzgEabNZRfr66Pqb8kD-C_Q/s320/Rebecca_smcrib_c.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><p></p>On my last visit before I came home, I just couldn't put her down. Her and I were having some quality time.<br /><br /><br /><p></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz2BP5JOUfGZR3gOdEoZXs4fl2jPRQO1cdby2jhqujEcgJrP11No7ABS0FEgHuNM6RBlVK6heJnkaCH_MagBbv5eQ691KbyFZNApEHC4On4hoTUqGeQ0GgeIxi0SL_VV5xZNUOvw/s1600-h/BevRebeccaSat_c.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226662172200567618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz2BP5JOUfGZR3gOdEoZXs4fl2jPRQO1cdby2jhqujEcgJrP11No7ABS0FEgHuNM6RBlVK6heJnkaCH_MagBbv5eQ691KbyFZNApEHC4On4hoTUqGeQ0GgeIxi0SL_VV5xZNUOvw/s320/BevRebeccaSat_c.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfQIJUvRA-Dtx3PJb5nnTgfRVe2df1cF35l5bPsJOos_kLOndm6B9cdG_lZL68FnFiPHxchhcp8KKi01eNcuBWr_VI64GEnPSG7bx_ZDzeDrfxfAK4sr-SEnbXiq3SY4Dl9_Bdug/s1600-h/RebeccaHiding_c.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226662169848397730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfQIJUvRA-Dtx3PJb5nnTgfRVe2df1cF35l5bPsJOos_kLOndm6B9cdG_lZL68FnFiPHxchhcp8KKi01eNcuBWr_VI64GEnPSG7bx_ZDzeDrfxfAK4sr-SEnbXiq3SY4Dl9_Bdug/s320/RebeccaHiding_c.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p> </p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-gKSJnaoUFqntwPTzkAKxSxcB3kAVP47v-wTXAc7mAKS1i4ZfD_RA-VwXOGVblnpYIpP2VtDxE-YyAZwMolDYU-CcXBP6CfnBX_WNdksX_DcE9hml4gd0ms3cWThs28TcJgJcWg/s1600-h/RebeccasleepingSat_c.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226662173575766130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-gKSJnaoUFqntwPTzkAKxSxcB3kAVP47v-wTXAc7mAKS1i4ZfD_RA-VwXOGVblnpYIpP2VtDxE-YyAZwMolDYU-CcXBP6CfnBX_WNdksX_DcE9hml4gd0ms3cWThs28TcJgJcWg/s320/RebeccasleepingSat_c.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p>Ahhh laahhh....she fell asleep again before we could get the burps out. I miss her so much!<br /></p><br /><br /><p></p>Beverlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377293088727536102noreply@blogger.com0