Thursday, February 23, 2017

A Few Pictures

To the left, Stormy lies down on his usual.
On the right, icicles form a ring around the rim of the birdfeeder.
A peaceful morning with the sun shining

Exploring our marsh, Comet and Pearl gnaw on newly sprouted grass.
The picture on the right was taken at the beach. A seagull flies across the bay while the tide is out.
The frogs have started croaking and the crickets chirping. Spring is almost here!

Monday, January 30, 2017


 These pets provide so much entertainment yet they cannot speak with words. They are companions yet they are quiet.
They are comical yet they don't do it in the way of humans.
Pets wag their tails, shake their heads, and roll their eyes.

Do you notice Stormy in the sink above to the left?

Archie and Stormy (above) are two kittens who were born into our house by Chloe. Chloe became an outdoor cat when she turned on her two boys and hated them with all her little viciousness. Chloe had been outside since the summer when she suddenly disappeared. The snow and cold had forced the coyotes to hunt and kill outside their normal limits. I came across half a body (the back half) of Chloe the Calico Cat. So ends the tale of Chloe, not very noble, not very nice, very jealous, but a cat. Coyotes shall now be on my bucket list of enemies. Here is the last picture of Chloe that I took:
(It fits her personality to a T)
Here's Pearl yawning below ~
Paw prints in the snow. Cat prints next to Dog prints.


Tuesday, January 10, 2017


our mom told us
we were going off sugar
she knows best
 i suppose
after so much holiday junk
we were just stuffed
with the most mind blowing things imaginable

all of january, we'll waste away
however so far
it has been okay
popcorn and cheetos
 no sugar in corn
ice cream and snickers
 we view with scorn
xylitol gum and ice chips are in
grandma keeps us supplied
we no longer look thin

february will appear
with it comes
new sugar year
let us hope we don't indulge
in things that fill and make a bulge

Poem by Avonlea on the spur of the sugarless moment

P.s. This poem was written without the help of gum and ice chips....or grandma for that matter

Thursday, December 8, 2016

These Happy Golden Days

Picture taken 12/6/16
No changes or filters necessary. God's creation is beautiful!
At the Mountain over Thanksgiving

Golden years are passing by,
Happy, happy golden years,
Passing on the wings of time,
These happy golden years.
Call them back as they go by,
Sweet their memories are,
Oh, improve them as they fly,
These happy golden years.

Quoted from These Happy Golden Years by Laura Ingalls Wilder

We met a group of 6 huskies coming down the Mt. They were named different gems.

Today it started to snow at our new house for the first time. It's still coming down as I write. On Monday, I had to drive in very thick snow from my Civics class. It had just been 5 minutes and the roads and cars were covered in snow.
     Thursday is a lazy day. Everything is canceled. I'm reading through the Anne of Green Gables series and it's funny how often I read my name, Avonlea. In Civics class, our teacher was writing down names of county senators. A boy was reading off the list to her and when the name "Anne" came up, our teacher wrote "Ann". The boy corrected her, "it should be Anne with an e." That's what got me started on reading the series again. The only problem is that I've watched the movie so much that I don't have any imagination for the book! A big problem.....however the movie goes astray pretty soon after the second book so I'm not having problems anymore.

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Comet, Pearl, and Chloe

The sky during a stormy day.

At dusk, the mist rolls in.

The mist is covering the grasses outside our gate.

 Grant, my brother, does not need to keep frogs in an aquarium anymore. Frogs are numerous in the country side and in our pond.

I entered Pearl in a cutest canine contest. Here is the link if you'd like to vote. Voting starts October 31st. Just look for a Bernese Mountain Dog. You'll find her.

Saturday, October 1, 2016

October first: The wind, the leaves, and the applesauce

Today I flung myself out of bed and snapped pictures left and right. The day was gorgeous. Patterns of wind, clouds, and sun worked their way through the morning. Ten hawks decided to enjoy the outdoor air as well. High above, they circled and finally disappeared. As soon as the soaring hawks left, the rain came in great gusts and the rest of the day was filled with the whims of wetness. But before that happened, I was able to take pictures of our land on October 1st, 2016. Always to remember, never to forget.



 If you'll peer at the top right picture, you will find a snake. Ivanhoe appears to be staring at it with marked interest. It is on the right hand side.

Ivanhoe and Chloe like to show their might. They both have very bad tempers and like to compete with each other. Ivanhoe was crying after I took this picture of Chloe so I obliged him. Here are pictures of both Chloe AND Ivanhoe.
And then the rain. While it rained...............

We made applesauce! Again!

Making applesauce, dried pears and dried prunes...all at the same time!
Have a glorious autumn day!

Saturday, July 30, 2016

Our Summer in 6 days : One cousin who used to put snakes in her mouth, Two boys who still act like they're 8, and Three me.

      We headed to a Worldview Camp for 6 days in July. The Christian camp is about leadership and different worldviews. My cousin Karis ( I'm older by a month) and our friend Andrew came with me and Grant. Karis and I had been there last year but this was Grant and Andrew's first time. We had 32 hours of lectures. By the time the 6 days were over, Grant and Andrew's notebooks were filled with little figures with names over their heads (like Andrew or Grant). Each figure held an enlarged gun and had enormous proportions. They also amused themselves by doodling shapes than filling in the inside of the shape with black ink from their poor pens. The poor pens were taken apart many many times and dropped and jiggled through teeth. When there was a break between lectures, Grant and Andrew would content themselves with ninja but what they really preferred was tag.They were the only ones who would play tag. Two 14 and 15 yr. old boys running around in between Frisbee and Ninja players was surprising to most. Grant would've never played tag without Andrew's persuasiveness. Grant is stiff and straight unless he's with the right people. Anyway, back to the notebooks. While Andrew and Grant drew ( they did write down what was on the screens), Karis and I wrote interesting facts like truth and beauty are inextricably symmetrical. Don't worry, all of us learned a lot more than that!
     On Friday, our Mom and Andrew's mom came to pick us up. We were almost to the car when we passed a truck full of dogs. There were 2 Bernese Mountain Dogs and two of their puppies! We brought home a little girl as a surprise for Rowan and Rose. They named her Pearl. She is 1/16th Great Pyrenees which shows why her legs are white instead of auburn. She is the sweetest thing. They are known to be docile, self-assured, and calm which fits Pearl to a T.

Our Black Pearl
This is our cousin Karis holding one of our kittens.
Grant is on the left with the puppy which Karis's arm is petting. Andrew is on the right with a Frisbee on as a hat.

Left to right: Rowan, Karis, Rose, me (Avonlea), and Grant.