Beneath the Wraps

I dedicate these stars to my readers and followers.  May you appreciate my abstract photography   This star attached to decoration on fireplace the star that hangs above Jenna's nativity I tried taking one on the tree.  It came more distorted than this how it appears when lit up I don't have pictures or even know all of my followers but here is an old one of me and one who reads my blog    Here are two more that Jenna took to dedicate to Ooki ( here ) and Bonnie I did share this on an earlier post the year we obtained it Ooki, Jenna (the year she turned one) and me

             On Sunday Jenna took Bonnie for a walk and made a note of all the houses she wanted to go caroling to.   We started out Monday morning going to Dollar General and made a purchase of 12 candy filled candy canes which we would leave with each household.                 Before we left the house Jenna took this picture:               We both enjoy singing – she is just better at it.   I probably sound like a moose in heat. There was no one home at the first house we went to but found friends at the next two and left our treats.   The third house we’d gone to was my favorite.   For the girl who answered the door is quite shy and I have never seen her smile, but she did yesterday.   We continued on our way stopping at various houses to sing and stopped when the door would open and leave our little treat.   Jenna had such a glorious t...

            We had signed up to feed the missionaries yesterday.   They had contacted Roland in the morning to ask about their schedule and how to include dinner within the timeframe.  Roland had planned on making two lasagnas (one for us and one for them) but decided to change things around as the elders would Roseburg and won’t return until later last night. After Jenna and I returned home from the park, Roland took Jaime to run some errands.   One was to pick up a lunch that the elders could eat on their way to Roseburg. He had also made of list of things to pick up at the hardware store – mouse poisoning being one of them. We may have mice living within the walls.   We came to the conclusion f few nights ago when Bonnie has barked wildly or whined about something the rest of us cannot see.   Roland purchased some mouse poison yesterday but misread the package.   Bonnie go a hold of a couple of baits and wolfed i...

            I LOVE Jenna ’ s enthusiasm – which I have mentioned several times.  Even throughout this pandemic she has never lost her light.  Oh, sure, it may have dimmed a few times but the spark would never die completely. She has been so enthusiastic with “ Light the World one by one ” program.  As much as I hate to admit it I often do not have a proper attitude of greeting the day nor have I had the desire to fulfill each daily task challenge for “ Light the World ”. I do it with Jenna because of her excitement. I don ’ t want to contribute to dimming her light.   I think she has posted something everyday  –  but as a story so it doesn ’ t remain for all to view. I tried to screenshot them all  –  though I can ’ t seem to locate all of them nor did I keep all the clip art pictures that she added.     On the 7 th day of December we painted a naked sled and took it to a man who will often give Bonni...

                I wish I had taken the time to record my thoughts and try to transcribe them instead of the pathetic attempt to post the following:            Jenna has an assignment due today.   She asked if I could bounce around some ideas in order to help her.   The topic is “ Defunding the Police – Why or Why Not? ” Her thoughts mirrored my own when the subject started making its way around facebook.           “ Why would we defund the police?   That is so wrong.   It ’ s their job to serve and protect us.   Why would we want to take that away? ”           I obviously had not understood why so many seemed to support it until I saw this political cartoon   this was shared on facebook.  Unfortunately I am  unable to cite its orginal source but would like to ...

                  When I left the house this morning the view was clear and I could see to drive.  There were clouds surrounding the hills across the way, but nothing obstructing my view. That is until I drove nearer to the church.  The fog seemed to descend upon Myrtle Creek as though the limits were completely swallowed.  I am grateful I did not have to drive up North or South Myrtle as the roads seem to disappear into the whiteness.           When Jenna and I returned home the fog had thickened our surroundings in Tri City.   It was as though the process of lifting was reversed.   It wasn’t particularly cold outside – or at least my body didn’t think it was.   It was nice to get home and off the road.           I had paid off a loan with my bank in Oregon.   I had written a check before December 7 th .   I h...

             My mom loved to iron when she was a girl.  She grew up in a day before permanent press and I was still in school when the iron didn ’ t seem so important as during the years prior.   I don ’ t know why my mom loved ironing – although it had gone from “ love ” to “ I don ’ t mind ” over the years.  I loathe ironing.  Really HATE it in fact.  I always end up burning myself.  Whatever I ’ m ironing ends up with at least two creases where they needn ’ t be.  Other than the ironing part, I don ’ t mind laundry – sorting, washing, drying and folding. I don ’ t especially enjoy putting clothes away.              When I was younger my mom taught Patrick and I how to do the “dishing” chore.   We first learned to dry and then put away and then she taught us how to wash by hand and finally unloading and loading the dishwasher.   I seeme...