1. A friend of mine confused her Valium with her birth control pills... She has 14 kids but she doesn't really care.

2. One of life's mysteries is how a 2-pound box of chocolates can make a woman gain 5 lbs.

3. My mind not only wanders, it sometimes leaves completely.

4. The best way to forget your troubles is to wear tight shoes .

5. The nice part about living in a small town is that when you don't know what you are doing, someone else does.

6. The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then your body and your fat are really good friends..

7. Just when I was getting used to yesterday, along came today.....

8. Sometimes I think I understand everything, and then I regain consciousness.

9. Amazing! You hang something in your closet, for a while, and it shrinks 2 sizes!

10. Skinny people irritate me! Especially when they say things like...'You know sometimes I forget to eat!' .....Now, I've forgotten my address, my mother's maiden name, and my keys, but I have never forgotten to eat.. You have to be a special kind of stupid to forget to eat!

11. I read this article that said the typical symptoms of stress are eating too much, impulse buying, and driving too fast. Are they kidding? That's my idea of a perfect day!


Never a dull moment here in the mountains!
We knew something was amiss when we heard the neighbors' dogs pitching a fit. You could hear their barking all over the neighborhood!
Bill snapped these photos from under the tree near our mailboxes.
You can't see them in these pics, but there are two cubs up higher in the tree. They were huddled on a branch on the back side of the tree trunk.
After all the excitement subsided, the bears were still in the tree. They'll probably wait until dark to make their 'escape'.
Hope they don't come to our house!


I hope you enjoy this wonderful old poem by Joseph Addington Richards.

Young Woman in a Boat
--Pierre Auguste Renoir

The Master of My Boat

I owned a little boat awhile ago
And sailed a Morning Sea without a fear,

And whither any breeze might fairly blow
I'd steer the little craft afar or near.

Mine was the boat,

And mine the air,
And mine the sea,

Not mine a care.

My boat became my place of nightly toil,
I sailed at sunset to the fishing ground;

At morn the boat was freighted with the spoil
That my all-conquering work and skill had found.

Mine was the boat,

And mine the net,
And mine the skill

And power to get.

One day there passed along the silent shore,
While I my net was casting in the sea,

A Man, who spoke as never man before;
I followed Him new life began in me.

Mine was the boat,

But His the voice,
And His the call,

Yet mine the choice.

Ah, 'twas a fearful night out on the lake,
And all my skill availed not at the helm,

Till Him asleep I waken, crying, "Take,
Take Thou command, lest waters overwhelm!"

His was the boat,

And His the sea,
And His the peace

O'er all and me.

Once from His boat He taught the curious throng,
Then bade me let down nets out in the sea;

I murmured, but obeyed, nor was it long
Before the catch amazed and humbled me.

His was the boat,

And His the skill,
And His the catch,
And His my will.