Bits and Pieces

“I will praise thee, O Lord, with my whole heart; I will shew forth all thy marvellous works. I will be glad and rejoice in thee; I will sing praise to thy name, O thou most High.” Psalm 9:1-2

What a wonderful choice to make, daily, moment by moment. Yes, we all have moments throughout the day when we don’t feel good, cheerful, or even the least bit happy. God remembers that we are dust. Aren’t you glad? I guess the best way to look at it is that those “times” should be few and far between and hopefully SHORT! 

I do feel so badly for those who are going through terrible pain, sorrow and are at the point of death. It’s hard to put myself in their shoes, and I can’t say that I know how they feel. I can’t knowledgeably comment on those situations as yet. I do pray for many that are in that way. If you think of it, please pray for “Aunt Jan” (from Aunt Jan’s Corner, formerly on the  blog). She is soon to go on to be with the Lord. I know that she and the family can rejoice that she is going to be with the Lord and that they will see her again someday (some of them will), but I also know that there is much sadness and many tears being shed.

Around Darling Hill, lately:

Mom has somehow twisted her ankle. It was quite swollen last night, no fever. It’s on the same foot that she scraped very badly on Mon. night. We got that all doctored up but now with the swollen ankle she’s limping around. Icing it and elevation. The swelling was down quite nicely this morning. 

I’ve been working at a nearby PO this week and it’s a real old fashioned one. As you know I’ve mentioned that I want to write all about it. This morning is not the morning for it. Here are a few pictures. The first one is driving into town, looking from the backside of the meeting house. 

From the top of the Hill:

Syd likes to say, "it's the time of year that it looks like a painter took his brush and started tapping in the light green colors"

Just this week the maples started to get some leaves!

This photo is taken from the same town the Post Office is in. This is my Grandpa Norman's barn. Sadly, the house has recently been torn down. It's where my father was born (the house, not the barn)

On my way to work I kept noticing ALL these daffodils in this yard. The house is not being lived in, so I stopped and snapped a picture. They are so abundant, and continue way around the other side of the house! I must admit, I picked five of them!

Well, that's all from Darling Hill this week. Sorry I've been so long since posting, just so much going on! Thanks for stopping by. Hope you have a beautiful day.