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Saturday, January 27, 2007

Waiting For Spring




It has been a long time since I'v updated my blog, and winter seems to be going on even longer.
I have to admit I really detest winter. As far as I'm concerned, once Christmas is over I'm ready for spring. I feel the months from January to March is a waste of time. I'm getting spring fever.
When I get up in the morning it is dark, when I leave work it is dark, I need the light of the day to feel energized and alive. I need my walks and my photography outings. I feel like a lazy fat grumpy bear waiting for hibernation to end.
So I'm sharing a few of the latest pictures I have taken when I did feel like bundling up and going outside.

“For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.”- Ephesians 6:12-13

Monday, November 27, 2006

First real snow fall



Sarah trying to start a snowman.

This weekend is the first real snow fall we have had this season.
A part of me gets really excited when this happens, the other part knows all the work that comes with this white stuff. Besides scraping car windows and trying to unlock frozen car doors, I love the beauty of it all. So Sarah and I decided to bundle up and take a nice long walk in winter wonder land. We took this time to have a little long needed bonding time. With my work and my dad being sick, my mind has been rather preoccupied. So this was good for the both of us.
Later on in the evening we went down to our church and helped decorate the whole inside of the building, all this snow did put me in the mood. Now if only I can get inspired to do my home.


“Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom, and as you sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to God.”- Colossians 3:16

Sunday, October 22, 2006

It's Not Just A Job, It's An Adventure.

The fog lifting off the river by my house

I know it has been awhile since I have shown my face around here....
As most of you may know, I have joined the working force group of society. What an eye opener that has been. I guess I have been rather protected in my little cocoon, surrounded by my children and close church friends. What a culture shock it has been.
I'm not just talking about the exhaustion and the painful tired feet at the end of the day. I'm speaking of the extremely rude and self absorbed customers that walk into the store on a daily basis. I have come to the conclusion that alot of people sadly do not have a life. These people have nothing better to do than to wait for the drug store to open each morning, so they can check to see if they have that winning lottery ticket in their hands. What an horrible existence and a waste of a God given life, placing your whole meaning of life on a paper ticket. I see these people every day spending hundreds of dollars a week on a false hope. I see people from many walks of life come into the store, from drug addicts,to the poor and the rich and everything in between. Seeing all that I see makes me so glad and grateful that I put my trust and hope in something that is real, someone that stands beside me through every moment and trial in my life. That someone is Jesus. I'm so glad I don't have to place my hope and future in a false god such as a paper lottery ticket or any other number of hopeless things that this world offers.
I just pray that in some little way that Jesus can use me to be a light in this dark world.

A special hi to my blog friends.
Hi Cereneone.

“A man finds joy in giving an apt reply— and how good is a timely word!”- Proverbs 15:23

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Spotted Lake Photo Hike






Barb, Mrs Miles

I am so blessed to have the friends in my life that God gave me. Barb is one of those blessings.
As most of you know, Barb got a new camera for her birthday from her sweetheart of a husband.
I think she is still riding ten feet off the ground because of this. To make a long story short, Barb knows my passion and joy for photography. So out of the blue this week while chatting with her, she told me of how she and Miles both decided to bless me beyond measure. This blessing came in the form of her old digital camera. I have the freedom to use this HP camera until I can afford to buy my dream camera. It's not that I didn't have a camera, in fact, I have many SLR film cameras and one point and shoot digital camera. The problem came for me was the lack of sharpness and a good zoom on my digital camera. I would be frustrated when I would be out on the field and see something that my little 3x zoom could not pick-up. Needless to say, Barb and I are both flying high.
I spent such a wonderful day with Barb and the camera. We went to a very special lake called Spotted lake. I know Barb has a link on her blog giving information on this lake so I won't go onto the history of it here.
So I just wanted to share some of the pictures I took of the lake and my special friend Barb, or as you may know her as Mrs. Miles.


“[Imitating Christ's Humility] If you have any encouragement from being united with Christ, if any comfort from his love, if any fellowship with the Spirit, if any tenderness and compassion, then make my joy complete by being like-minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and purpose.”- Philippians 2:1-2

Today's passage is from the New International Version.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Bike Path Adventures

Gail rescuing one of the locals


The scene of the crime

A few times a week, my good friend Gail and I often take a trek down our local bike path that runs a long the river in our town. We often see some amazing wildlife, and we often get to meet the locals that are out for their daily strolls. Well, this week was one adventure I was not counting on. Gail and I have been admiring the awesome sunsets that we have been having the last few days. These sunsets are a brilliant orange. The smoke in the air from a few forest fires burning across the border bring out the sunsets brilliant color and beauty. I have been wanting to get some pictures for awhile, but for what ever reason, I would leave the camera at home or on Gails table at her home. This was going to be it, this was the evening, so I made a point to take the camera and finally get those pictures I have long waited for. As we strolled down the path we came to the spot where the sun set would look the best. At this location there is a scenic pond with bow rushes and other plants that make it all the more special. I decided to be brave and move my way down a little bankment to get a better view and angel for my award winning shot. Well not quite, the camera was not exactly co-operating and showing the colors of the sun in a way that was pleasing to my eye. On the way back out of mud and mire as I was climbing my way up the bankment, I felt this large bug slam at high speed into my chin, I thought what the heck was that. I felt it again and again, then a pain like a hot searing poker being stabbed into my chin caused me to scream. Poor Gail I wonder what she was thinking. Then I look down, another attack on my arm, a large black hornet stings again, I try to brush it away before the stinger injects more venom into my skin. I glance up to my right, there I see it, a large angry swarm of hornets getting ready for the big one. I was not about to stick around for that, so I darted up the bankment as fast as I could to safety, waiting for Gail to show me some sympathy. What I won't do for a picture. I must have whined and whimpered all the way home. Poor Gail, the things she has to put up with me. The funny thing is, the very next day I almost called her to go for a walk and try it again. Today I'm recovering nicely, the stings are now at the itchy and swollen stage, but I will survive.


“Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice!”- Philippians 4:4

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

The big face off

Jill
Sarah
Val
And Me

On our trip at Prince George, the girls wanted to do something special with their moms. The request came in the form of a girls night out. This consisted of doing the strange ritual that women all over the world do, plastering goop all over your face. Well, we never did do this at night, but we found a nice chuck of time during one afternoon to take this request on. After banishing Danny from the area, we now felt it was safe to let the fun begin.
The girls were responsible to find recipes and mix all the ingredients together to make the appropriate masks. Apparently the girls thought Val and I needed the age defining avacodo mask that looked and smelt disgusting. On the other hand the girls treated themselves to a yummy tasting and wonderfully scented strawberry mask.
After candles were lit, soft music was playing, and the lights went out, it was time to start. We took turns applying the masks to each others faces, massaging it in, and trying to lie still and not giggle.
After the facials, we treated our taste buds to some sinful chocolate.
I found this whole experience to be a very wonderful bonding time between my daughter and I. I'm positive that Sarah will remember this time of sharing for many years to come. Now I wonder what Danny is going to ask me to do with him, white river rafting perhaps, I hope not.


“ Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God. Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows. ”- Luke 12:6-7

Friday, August 04, 2006

Home Sweet Home - Please Pray

Abigail enjoying a kitten

Jud's granddaughter Hanna

I had a wonderful time meeting my friend Jud. For those who don't know, Jud is Barbs (lalalime, Mrs Miles) sister in law. Even though Jud was so busy with getting her home up for sale, she still found the time to make me and my children feel welcomed and part of her family.

So on Wednesday it was time to come home. Even though I like the busyness of traveling and being active, it is always so nice to come home to my own bed and routeen.

On Thursday morning I got a frantic call from my ex-husband saying that my son Curtis, who is 21, got bit by a rattlesnake. I rushed to the hospital and spent the remainder of the day and evening at his side. Watching him go through blood work, tests, IV's and anti venom treatment I managed to hold it together. Before I was at his side, I had him put on my local prayer chain. I do believe that is responsible for my calmness and his lack of pain and fast recovery. Curtis still needs lots of prayer to recover movement fully in his hand and arm. I feel the most prayer is needed for his spiritual situation. Curtis is a very angry and bitter young man with some heavy matters of the heart. As a young child he knew the Lord, but through the hard times of life and poor choices he has now denied the Lord. With that said, I truly believe through the power of prayer, that his heart can be softened and remolded in the hands of the Lord.
So keep this whole situation in prayer. Thanks.

“This is what the LORD says, he who made the earth, the LORD who formed it and established it—the LORD is his name: 'Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.”- Jeremiah 33:2-3