oh, the comfort of sometimes being alone...

I have a great deal of company in the house, especially in the morning when nobody calls.

~*~

~Henry David Thoreau~

summer afternoon

It was a hot afternoon.

The air was still with an occasional bee slowly making his way through the drooping hollyhocks.

It was one of those hot summer afternoons when the grasshoppers stayed hanging from the tall grasses waving in the hot breeze.

Too hot to walk across the grass.

So here we rest, in the cool shade of the porch.

Wouldn't a dip in a nice cool blue pool be the most delicious thing?

...if only we could just get up enough energy to bring the hose over and let it trickle over our hot little furry feet...

ahhh...,now doesn't that sound so nice?

Maybe, when we wake up from our nap, we might get someone to bring the hose over here.

but for now, dreaming about swimming is the closest these three little kittens are going to get.

a beacon of hope

Whenever I see our beautiful flag flying,

I get a catch in my throat.

I can't help but think how very blessed we all are.

That we are blessed to live beneath her colors.

To me, she is a beacon of Hope.

a safe place we call Home.

For wherever her colors are flying overhead,

we know that

some one's daughter and son are, at this moment, watching out for us.

They are far from home...

and looking up at that flag,too.

It's their beacon of hope and a safe place

they call Home.

While we celebrate, wherever our flag is flying,

it is a safe place called

Home.

Happy Independence Day!