Happy Thanksgiving🦃🦃
Once upon a time, we hung our Christmas cards over a string to display them. My Grandma Powell always had a long string of pretty cards hanging in her house on Springfield Street in Green Forest. More folks sent cards then.
This is a big day for me. First Laura and I are taking my car to Conway. It has a recall about the back glass. Laura has a Dr. appointment there too. Then we’re going to Sam’s. I have a list. After all this were not heading home. We’re going to Harrison. At 4:30 I will get to watch Greta’s game. They play Pottsville! I’m excited.
This is a big day for Sister Fleta too. She returned to work hobbled. She made it there and is at her desk.
Hobbled is a neat word. We used to hobble the cows we milked if they were kickers. A contraption was hooked on their ankles and they couldn’t kick. So Fleta is hobbled to a walker. January 4th she’ll be 77. Most are hobbled at that age but don’t work still.
I admit it. I’m dumb. I thought hoarfrost was just a heavy frost. My friend Brenda explained it to me. She said she thought it was a frost where you can see ice needles every where. I didn’t take her word for it. I read all about it. It’s not a frost we’ve had yet. It’s one where ice crystals cover plants, trees, and grass. One always can learn if one realizes one don’t know everything and one is not always right. Only the Lord knows all.
psalm 139;
O Lord, you have searched me and known me!
2 You know when I sit down and when I rise up;
you discern my thoughts from afar.
3 You search out my path and my lying down
and are acquainted with all my ways.
4 Even before a word is on my tongue,
behold, O Lord, you know it altogether.
5 You hem me in, behind and before,
and lay your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
it is high; I cannot attain it.
My Sister got a good report yesterday. She can drive and is going back to work Monday. She has to use the Walker and wear the boot for a month. Thank heavens for handicap parking! She can put 1/4 of her weight on the broken leg; then, after a week 1/2 her weight. Her misfortune has made me much more careful when I walk each day. She broke her leg just stepping in a huge rut in the field. I am thankful for my good health and vigor. I often feel I am pitiful until I go to the store and see so many riding those motorized carts. Fleta’s walker once was used by my Dad. He passed in 1988. Those things just keep working.
My favorite Turkey….
I finished another baby blanket and beanie! Astrid requested it for someone she works with who is soon to have a baby boy. They’re using greens and browns in his room. Thought this would match 💚
My Astrid can still kick it! She loves sports! Her adult women’s soccer team won first in their league. She’s played with this group several years. I think this is their first time to come out first. She still exercises, plays soccer and runs in races! Third pic is back in the day!
My walk was foggy but by the time I got back to my house the sun had chased the fog away. The Fish rain gauge had little over half inch of rain! Laura hung my lunch on my mail box! My reward for walking is a chicken burrito for lunch plus all the trimming. I’m going to try to shine today.
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Finished another baby blanket. This one is for a little feller that is a grandchild of a student from Middle School long ago. I know that means I’m old.
World War I ended 11/11/1918 my Grandfather came home from France 6 months later. Houston Gaddy is on the right in the photo. The picture was taken in France and there is French writing on the back. I don’t know who his comrades in the photo are.
Elijah H Gaddy—Enlistment 5 Jul 1918 Discharge 19 Jul 1919
