I have concluded:

the root of all evil is not love of money, it is love of self
the root of all evil is selfishness… the root of all the ails of this world.


20 Giving thanks always for all things unto God and the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ

Snoopy Thanksgiving

Interesting scripture for me today:
You, too, must be patient. Take courage, for the coming of the Lord is near.
– James 5:8

leavesI took pleasure today sitting on the swing, watching the leaves descend gracefully from the trees.  🙂
I also came in and had some pumpkin pie.  😀 pumpkin pie

I dare anyone to try and stay awake with a cat curled up by their side, and purring. 😀
Laying on the couch today with my daughter’s cat putting me to sleep… I think I could be like a cat and sleep all day.  😛

Saw a most beautiful moon tonight.
Super bright crescent against a deep blue/black sky, just after dusk.
Gonna go out and look for the Pleiades at midnight.

Sitting here at my daughter’s house with her cat cuddled beside me purring,
and I thought,
wouldn’t it be wonderful if people could purr… then others would know when they were feeling happy.
happy cat

It is a rather disturbing night.

It is not terribly cold out, in fact it is not cold at all, yet every time the wind blows, the house creaks.


My latest ‘earworm’ :-D

Notes from yesterday:
If wishing and wanting would only make it so….

My little lizards and little tree frogs have gone to ground apparently, now that it’s gotten into the 40’s and below at night. I still see 2 of my lizards during the day if it is warm, but not as much as before.

Happy   notes

I saw two of the most interesting, adorable birds today. Wishing I could have gotten a picture, but I figured by time I stopped and got out of the car I would probably just scare them away. They were sitting on a raised ledge so stock still that I found myself considering whether they were stone statues.
Came home and Googled…. They were killdeers.


and just for cuteness (of autumn)


Melancholy days…. Melancholy ways….

The melancholy days have come,
the saddest of the year;
Of wailing winds, and naked woods,
and meadows brown and sear. – W.C.Bryant

Yesterday I was in a funk.
It’s very difficult (frustrating/annoying) when I get a day of good breathing and feeling good, and then return to having breathing issues. It puts me in a bad mood because I want to feel well, and stay well.

Some thoughts:

Part of me says I don’t want things.
Part of me knows that I need things.

this one delivered by the Lord Himself:

Where does my hope come from…
My hope comes from the Lord…
Got it.

Melancholy days