Bury me green

Had to take my Mom to a memorial service this week. My Aunt, her sister-in-law had passed away and my Uncle was having a memorial service for her. Wasn't no lay out for she had been cremated, my Uncle spoke of their lives together, (over 50 years), they had a song, (no dance) a few prayers and it was over. It was nice.

On the way home I got to thinking that in reality this is the way it should be done. Why do we try to preserve our bodies, they're not needed any more. Like a cocoon to a butterfly is our bodies to our souls. For when our eyes have closed in death, our awareness blinks open to the judgement of our souls. New bodies or the second death wait in the balance.

Our bodies are a part of the cycle of life which operates this old world. If it were legal they should be laid out upon the hill sides to take our part in this never ending cycle, (you talk about being green). Does man think themselves too good to be a part of this. For we want to be all dolled up, looking better than we ever did in life, for others to stare at. Then tucked away in steel and concrete to last eternally. Why?

For those who believe, and even those who don't, our bodies at death should be the least of our concerns. It's the time we spent here that matters. The Apostle Paul spoke of this. For if we do not have charity, then all that we have done is in vain. So having our bodies prepared to last forever isn't gonna gain us any brownie points.

I believe it would be so much better to have cremation parks. A place set aside for people's ashes to be spread out into nature, with granite walls or posts located thru out the area to show the names of those scattered to the winds. We still would be robbing Mother Nature of our fair share in the upkeep, but at least we would be giving something back.

I think God would approve.

I don't know about you, but for me I think this is the way to go. Let what people see of me be in the pictures of their minds or on paper. For that wouldn't be me lying there in death, that part of me that everybody knows would have done left the building. And of what use is the building once it is empty, it's just taking up space.

Well that's just my thoughts. So until the next time take care and may God bless.

The Cigar Tree

For the past twenty-some years I have been blessed with the acknowledgement of Memorial Day Weekend without the use of a calendar. This year it happen again. Friday afternoon I went to the front door to check on our dog, who had gone out the back door, when I was greeted by white blooms. Like a slap in the face it hit me, it's Memorial Day Weekend!! I would have bet a dollar it was next week. But there it was, the proof hanging on the tree before me.

For those of you who can't tell what I have here, it's a Catalpa tree. Known to many as a Indian Bean Tree, or as to us common folks here somewhere, a Cigar Tree. These names given I sure for the long pods these trees produces in the fall. And my tree is "BIG"

Every year since I have lived here the tree has never failed to bloom on this weekend. It's more regular than Jamie Lee Curtis. The tree has so many flowers that from a distance the whole tree appears white. You can stand under it in a rain storm and never get wet. And as you can see it dwarfs my house, which is a good thing. For it keeps my house cool up until about 3 o clock everyday during the summer months. You talk about living green.

Next to the flowers the only real down side to this tree are the worms that appear in July. They make a mess with their droppings. But it does make good compose. And the worms are tasty too, to fish. The fisherman who knows will travel for miles to gather the worms for bait. And many of them will bag the worms and keep them in freezers until needed. Like many things in life it's a give and take situation. It gives me shade and shelter, I put up with the flowers and worms.

I don't know how much longer my tree will last. Lightning seems to enjoy it every chance it gets. A funnel cloud mistreated it on the south side about 10 years ago. And the ice storms this winter, well the ice bought down three large branches on the north east side. But the thing that worries me most is the fact that it is rotting on the inside. Every time it rains now, water pours out from around the lower branches. Which is not good.

The hole opens up in the main forks where I still hope to locate a tree house someday. A bush is growing there now under the tree's face thanks to the worm compose. I need to get the sons up there to remove it (the bush), and maybe use concrete to seal the hole. That may give it a few more years. It saddens me to think that I may have to remove it before it removes me. But like any good friend I'll be there till the end, when ever that may be.

One other note I like to make about my tree. As I said my tree is big, but not the biggest in Kentucky. There is a tree somewhere that measures 234 inches around the trunk. My tree only measures 161 inches. But I wonder do they love their tree as much as I love mine. I like to think not.

Until the next time, take care and may God bless.

a good week for planting

We have been blessed with a beautiful week here somewhere. The nights have been pleasantly cool, with the days warming up to the point of almost too hot. And the morning sun, it has just been dazzling. The way it comes up shining thru the trees upon the ground reminds me of how the ocean's tide pushes the water upon the shores. God has truly poured out buckets of sunshine upon us this week. And I believe everyone has felt refreshed by it.

Plants and seeds has been flying into the ground at a stready rate this week also. #1 Son, (by placement, not merit) was called upon to till up a couple more garden spots. Then was able to plant some more tomatoes along with some beans and corn on the old home place #1. We already had some cabbage, tomatoes, broccoli, peas, onions and potatoes planted here at the home base. Our early lettuce didn't do well this year, so I'm going to try planting some in containers. Love the lettuce with bacon. Still don't have beets out, may try a late crop of them.

Still looking for somewhere to plant some sunflowers and gourds. Have a place in mind just need to get #1 to work it up. Don't know if I'll get any Indian corn or popcorn out, but there's still a little time to decide. If I had a corn planter I would trick #1 into planting Indian corn in the bottoms of old home place #2. Along with sunflowers, gourds and pumpkins. But I don't think it will happen this year.

Well the week-end's here and it's time to do the week-end thing. Maybe next time I'll explain why I live somewhere and how #2 Son has corrupted me with Ebay. So until the next time may God bless and pour out a little sunshine for you.

getting started

Twelve years in the making, twenty-five years since birth.



For many years I've wanted something that I could use to share the things I believe in and have learn in my life. So many of these things I believe could be useful to others and maybe help them improve their lives, or understand it. And if their lives improve, then maybe, they can make a difference in someone else's life. At least that's my hope.



I really can't explain why it has taken so long. But I can say what finally got me started. A rambling stay at home mom, trying to find her sanity while in the course of her everyday life. Her blog showed me there could be a place for me in this world. So Rachel thank you for helping to start my revolution.



I now like to share the things that I believe in; God, spiritually, good vs evil and this absolute truth, "It is wrong for anyone to use someone else for their own personal gain or glory".

Plus I hope to share the things I have been blessed to have learned over the years. To talk about my interest in life. Things like gardening, flea markets, crafts, recycling, being kind to Mother Earth, self-sufficiency, family, simple life-styles, and most of all LOVE. Maybe teach, maybe learn, who knows where this could go.

Well my feet are now wet, so now I need to go ahead and jump in and try to finish setting up this blog spot. So until the next time, take care and May God Bless.