My silly Father

My silly Father. His new thing is to say "Mike has become a fan of......" He thinks it is the height of hilarity. He is not a big technology person. He probably would not go on facebook if you payed him. So instead of becoming a fan of things by clicking, he just says it. This morning he said out of the blue "Mike has become a fan of Coffee" and just a few minutes ago "Ooh Mike has become a fan of these potatoes" I swear if you live here you are almost always laughing at something someone said or did.

Can you spot them?

See if you can spot the six mythical creatures throughout my blog header.  If you can, leave a comment saying that you found them but NOT where they are.  I know its kinda stupid and they are not that hard to find, but its something to do and I had fun putting the header together.

To Be a Part of Nature

As I sit here at my desk, I catch myself looking out the window time and time again. It is a hazy, damp day. The plants are budding, and there is a small cluster of daisys growing among the rocks. The wisteria’s runners are slowly creeping around the hydrangea, mint, and iris. Baby wood rats and chipmunks scurry around the yard. The birds are chirping and singing their lovely songs. The thinner branches, swaying in the crisp, light breeze. I can hear the faint rustling of squirrels playing in the leaves. I find myself wishing I could hear the wind whispering to the trees and understand the mystery of it all. Oh, to be a part of nature and hear it’s lovely song.