Wednesday, October 9, 2013

I was thankful to be able to go and help when Holly was born on Sept. 30th.  Joanna came over that same day and she was a huge amount of help, too.

We went to a local orchard to pick apples and get the kids pumpkins.  They were more impressed by the apples on the ground than on the tree.


We're thankful that Holly is here and for all our beautiful grandchildren and the sacrifices their parents make to give them life and to raise them.




 

Thursday, September 19, 2013

Last night was a harvest moon.  It was pretty, but my camera didn't really capture it. A harvest moon is the last full moon before the vernal equinox.  Since it's getting dark earlier, farmers can use the light from the moon to finish their harvest.  That's if they don't have a million dollar combine with all the bells and whistles.
My Dad used to sing this song about the Harvest Moon: 

 
 The Joslins came to visit over Labor Day.  It's always great to have some of the kids home.

 
 We had a cookout at Ben and Shannon's and watched the BYU football game, but a trip to Briq's was part of the pre-festivities.

 
 I'm really bad at taking "selfies".  I guess I'm uncoordinated.

Me and my Russelly.

Thursday, August 29, 2013

Ridiculousness

You know you live in Wisconsin when this ridiculous thing is parked outside the front door of the grocery store.

 
Speaking of which, my receipt from the grocery store today was 35 inches long.  I measured.  Yes, Joanna, Ben and Rusty are coming for the meat-a-thon, but the groceries on that receipt take up less than half of it.

Also, I brought home six paper grocery bags, one plastic bag, and a gallon of milk.  But not that many groceries.  Why can't someone teach these guys to bag?  Two of the paper bags had only three small items.  I swear one of these days, when asked "Paper or plastic?", I'm going to say "Paper, but fill it up, please."

Monday, August 5, 2013

I wish...

It's finally raspberry season. We have canned several batches and I made one batch of jam. We don't use stuff up like we used to. I wish one of you were here to help pick and can them. Then you could put them in your stash. It makes me sad to give them to others, when our own kids could use them if we could just get them to them.
 
 I found this empty nest in the raspberry bushes. I got it out to show the girlies.
 

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Psaltery organ and song

On a recent visit, Jacob inspired Ben to practice the piano to get good enough to play for priesthood meeting.  He might reach that goal in a year or two.  He still uses the same excuse he used many years ago-- his hands don't work right together.

His playing got me thinking, so one evening when I was restless, I sat down and started to play through the entire hymnbook.  Here are some interesting things I've noticed.

--There aren't many hymns I don't know, but there are many hymns we never sing.  Sad!!  Many that are sung around here are newer, cool songs, but some really good old, old hymns are never used.
--we don't do a very good job with the dotted notes.  We tend to slide over them, making them more equal and less syncopated.
--some of the authors of the songs have awesome names.  I have my favorite.  Which is yours?

When we went to Aberdeen for Grandma's  birthday, I sat by my brother Forrest in sacrament meeting.   As the first hymn started, I leaned over and whispered to him, "Rene always asks me why I don't need or want a hymnbook to sing."  He leaned over and said, "I always ask my wife why she needs a hymnbook after all these years!"

Now, a little quizicito:

Name that hymn:

I cannot go to rest but linger still, in meditation at my window sill...

Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song.

And righteousness bring in, that Saints may tune the lyre...

When I am filled with strong desire and ask a boon of him I see no miracle of living fire, but what I ask   flows into me.

Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel.

And for bonus points, name my favorite hymn and for double bonus points, name my favorite Primary song.

And here's Russell playing the piano.



Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Songs of the heart

I've noticed that ever since Logan died, I've had trouble saying goodbye to the people I love.  I guess his death reinforced what I already knew--that life is fragile and can change in a heartbeat.  You may have noticed it, too, since I'm usually blubbering well in advance.

So, being all together for our reunion in Nauvoo was bliss, but saying goodbye was so hard.  On the way home, I was thinking about something Uncle Forrest said at Grandma's 80th birthday party.  He said that although we were not terming her party a "reunion", it really was because we were all there and were happy to be together.  He reminded us of how happy we would all be when we are all reunited with Grandpa and others gone before (including Logan.)  I started thinking of this hymn:


Oh, what songs of the heart
We shall sing all the day,
When again we assemble at home,
When we meet ne'er to part
With the blest o'er the way,
There no more from our loved ones to roam!
When we meet ne'er to part,
Oh, what songs of the heart
We shall sing in our beautiful home.

Although I hope it's doesn't come too soon for any of us, it will be wonderful when we can meet "ne'er to part!"  In the meantime, visits and Skype will have to do.

Here are some random pictures for your viewing pleasure:

Keeping Sadie entertained at Macey's dance recital.

Macey's pre-school graduation

Scoresby family June 2013



Thursday, May 30, 2013

It's been a quiet month since I last posted.  I spent a lot of time lying on the couch trying to feel good.  Here's a quick synopsis of what else we did:

Mother's Day--Ben and Shannon and the girlies came up for dinner.  It was nice and relaxing, probably because Rene did all the work.  Earlier, we went to their house for Ben's birthday.  It's hard to believe he's 32.

I babysit Macey and Sadie a couple of times.  One time, as I was getting ready to go home,  Macey said to me, "Grandma, will you babysit sit us when Mommy and Daddy get married?"  Somehow, she had gotten into her head that you had to get married before every baby that you have.  How nice to know that she and Sadie and their unborn sister are all already sealed to their Mommy and Daddy!

Janet and Jacob came up for Memorial Day weekend.  I think Rene really enjoyed having a buddy to do stuff with.  I enjoyed having a buddy to lay around with.  Janet beat Rene's high score on the Bubblet game on my Ipad.  Here's the proof:


We went to church in Stevens Point, had a cookout for Memorial Day/Sadie's birthday, the boys went to the shooting range, etc.  It's always sadly quiet when they all leave.

We are being overrun by wildlife.  A bear has been raiding Rene's beehives.  Last weekend, he put up an electric fence around them.  Today, I think we have another loose mink in the yard.   And the mosquito population has exploded.  They are supergood at getting in the house any time anyone cracks a door open.  I'm not planning on spending any time outside anytime soon. 


I'm super happy that I won Janet's challenge!  Yay me! Can't wait 'til I get my stick of gum.