Hearing Voices...

Do you hear voices?

I could have sworn I heard someone say something. But then, it was just hubby and me in the car so it must have been a different creak from our load of camping gear or maybe the hitch on the trailer rubbing funny.

Okay we should turn here, we go through E. before we get there.

There it was again.
It sure sounded like a voice not some clank or squeak of gear shifting.

A whispering.

In the glove compartment.

"Turn around when possible."

Odd Thought

Okay, I didn't get the shot--but it's my meme and I can break the rules and we did see it this afternoon--this personalized license plate which I have reproduced as best I could in MSPaint. We were on the freeway and I was driving and couldn't just pull out the camera even to hand to hubby to get the shot.

But it is not the photo that would have been odd. It was the odd thought. The one I first had when I saw the plate. It was something like: "Why would anyone put RISKY CAR on their license plate?"

After a brief discussion, hubby and I decided that it is likely supposed to be OUR SKI CAR. That might have been more obvious if we spoke text.

What did you see that was odd this week?

A conversation

This conversation was reported by my son Jeff.

Tricia: When we go to L.A. next week, do you think we can spend a day at... D.L.?
Jeff: Deal? What?
Tricia: D. L.
Jeff: What does that mean?
Benjie (not yet 4 years old): She means Disneyland.

Sunday's Psalm--Solemnity of the Most Holy Body and Blood of Christ

Praise the Lord, Jerusalem.






Glorify the LORD, O Jerusalem;

praise your God, O Zion.

For he has strengthened the bars of your gates;

he has blessed your children within you.





Praise the Lord, Jerusalem.

He has granted peace in your borders;

with the best of wheat he fills you.

He sends forth his command to the earth;

swiftly runs his word!

Praise the Lord, Jerusalem.

He has proclaimed his word to Jacob,

his statutes and his ordinances to Israel.

He has not done thus for any other nation;

his ordinances he has not made known to them. Alleluia.

Praise the Lord, Jerusalem.

from Psalm 147

Deep Lake

We plan to return to Deep Lake when we camp with the kids. Will the sight be the same?  

Skywatch is here.

Weekend Reflections are at James's blog.

ABC Wednesday W is for...

Winning!

The kids treated hubby to a baseball game

 for Father's Day,

so we found our way to Seattle on Sunday,

for our first visit to "The Safe".  Safeco Field.

The Mariner Moose

was part of the pre-game activities...

...but later found his way into the stands to watch.

I think this mother and daughter
sitting in front of us
would have been satisfied
no matter who won.

W is also for "The Wave",

which traveled around the stands at least three or four times.

 Ichiro at bat! He got on base and scored in the sixth inning.

It would have been enough, but another run in the seventh made the final score 2-0 Mariners.

We were pleased to "root root root for the home team"

ABC Wednesday is here.

Another sign that struck my fancy



Odd Shots

Found this set aside for the winter weather in the foyer of the little church we attended in the mountains.

Not a Psalm--Responsorial for the Solemnity of the Holy Trinity

from Deuteronomy

Glory and praise for ever!

Blessed are you, O Lord, the God of our fathers,

praiseworthy and exalted above all forever;

And blessed is your holy and glorious name,

praiseworthy and exalted above all for all ages.

Glory and praise for ever!

Blessed are you in the temple of your holy glory,

praiseworthy and glorious above all forever.

Glory and praise for ever!

Blessed are you on the throne of your kingdom,

praiseworthy and exalted above all forever.

Glory and praise for ever!

Blessed are you who look into the depths

from your throne upon the cherubim,

praiseworthy and exalted above all forever.

Glory and praise for ever!


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This piece, though not a psalm, I am linking to Robert's Psalm Challenge at Athens Daily Photo.

ABC V is for Valley

I had decided on VALLEY for my V word and startede gathering pictures that woud illustrate the idea. And then...

Yosemite Valley

What more can I say?

ABC Wednesday

AngryBirds

Have you ever played Angry Birds? I have not played the game Angry Birds. I have not seen the game Angry Birds played. I am barely cognizant that there is a game called Angry Birds and have no idea on what device it is played.

But if you want to see some Angry Birds, just take a look at these guys.

...or should I say these gulls?

Does Angry Birds have a sound track? I imagine it does. If they needed inspiration for it they could have come and listened to these guys---er, gulls. They came every day while we were in camp. Yelled for a while, then left.

They seemed to be yelling at this gentle bird, who also came, took a look around quietly, and stood with dignified stance taking in the whole screaming match.

I liked him.

Did you find something Odd this week? Share your odd findings by linking your post here. And hey, how about a comment once in a while, okay? It's only fair.

Sunday's Psalm--The Solemnity of Pentecost

Lord, send out your Spirit, and renew the face of the earth.

Bless the LORD, O my soul!
O LORD, my God, you are great indeed!
How manifold are your works, O Lord!
the earth is full of your creatures;

 

Lord, send out your Spirit, and renew the face of the earth.
May the glory of the LORD endure forever;
may the LORD be glad in his works!

Pleasing to him be my theme;
I will be glad in the LORD.

Lord, send out your Spirit, and renew the face of the earth.

If you take away their breath, they perish
and return to their dust.
When you send forth your spirit, they are created,
and you renew the face of the earth.

Lord, send out your Spirit, and renew the face of the earth.

from Psalm 104

Visit Robert, who gathers the psalms at his Athens Daily Photo.

The Burglar had Dirty Hands

We were burgled the other night while we slept. The burglars left muddy handprints.

They stole:

4 hot dogs

a pound of grapes

half a pound of cheese

a chocolate bar.

They left the packaging.

We did not have any firewood at the time, or I believe they would have made s'mores.

Suspicion falls quite heavily on a masked individual seen casing the neighborhood earlier that evening.

Tiptoeing about the area.

Having been thus alerted, measures were taken the following night to prevent thievery.

Frustrated in finding that their selection of goodies was beyond their reach, the marauders moved on to the neighboring campsite, where they were heard to argue, and one fell onto the side of the tent, startling the sleeping camper, who jumped up and in turn startled the burglar, and  thieves went away hungry for the night.

U is for an Untold Story--ABC Wednesday

This morning I was reading what Liz had to say over at Finding Life Hard and I wanted to link to my similar story. But when I went to find it in my blog, I discovered that it was something that had happened several months before I started blogging, and so the story went UNTOLD. Does that make it adequate fodder for an ABC post for the letter U? I hope so.

You see, it was during spring break several years ago when two boys rang my doorbell and told me that their ball went into my yard and could they go get it.

And I said Yes, go around through the gate over here.

And they said but he went in over there.

Now, bilingual kids (and adults) often have a problem getting their pronouns straight, so I didn't think too seriously about their calling their ball a "he."

So, pretty soon this is what I saw:

 Okay, not a problem with pronouns, just a little accent on the vowel sounds there.

The boys tried to get the bull to go home with them, but he though our grass was greener, I guess. So they said they would be right back, and pretty soon they came back with their dad.

...who was leading a cow.

 Who led the bull out of the yard...

and down the road toward home.

So that's my untold story--that's all it is--and I'm sticking with it.

But now it isn't untold any more.

If you liked this you will find Liz's bull story interesting.

And you will find more fof U at ABC Wednesday.

Odd Shot--another sign

Another "What's so odd about that?" shot.

Clues began here at my other blog with Saturday's post.

You see, I don't do memes over there, but I do want you to go have a look.

The most revealing clue, in case you haven't guessed the connection by then, will be published Tuesday morning. Then all will be clear about this sign which stands adjacent.

Sunday's Psalm--Solemnity of the Lord's Ascension

from Psalm 47

See other psalms illustrated linked at Daily Athens.

Reflecting Hope

I dropped back a bit so that I could get this picture as my husband approaches the entrance.

What, you might wonder, has this image to do with a reflection, as you may have reached this post through James's meme, Weekend Reflections. There is more than one kind of reflection.

This is the entrance to North Star Lodge in Yakima. We're spending quite a bit of time thare lately, and will for the next few weeks.



In April, he spent a week in the hospital, having been sent to the cardiologists because of severe shortness of breath.

A week of pokes and prods, scans and grams, being waken up in the wee hours to be weighed (What's that about?), more doctors and nurses than you can shake a stick at, but all around wonderful care from the team there. Then they sent him home with more appointments. They didn't know what it was, but they wouldn't find out more by keeping him there.


A couple of weeks later, after some more tests, pokes and prods, the diagnosis came down. Myeloma. His is Smoldering Myeloma--meaning that it is slow progressing.

Another wait while his hemotologist/oncologist consulted with other specialists to choose the best plan of treatment to avoid causing problems with other systems.

He's now had four chemo treatments at North Star. Prognosis is positive. North Star Lodge is Yakima's Cancer Care Center.

All about us reflects peace and hope. The staff--the receptionists, the doctors, the lab people, the nurses, the volunteers, and even the cleaners--are welcoming, encouraging, gentle and reassuring. Always listening.

As we sit among those some of whom are obviously undergoing more grueling treatment than his (so far, so good--only some minor nausea), all are peaceful.

Reflections of hope.

Prayers welcome.

Seattle Cloud Cover



Seattle Cloud Cover is the name of this art installation in the Seattle Art Museum's Olympic Sculpture Garden.


When I first saw it on our visit last month, I thought the elements had discolored the clear  panels bordering and sheltering the walkway.


No, my son told me--it's supposed to be that way. So we looked at the guide I had downloaded and printed out.  The "glass bridge incorporates images discovered in nature of the changing sky."

Perfect for a spring Skywatch.

You will find other Skywatchers here.

Volunteers--(working Thursday)

My team of teen-aged volunteers helped serve pizza to about 150 of the younger kids two separate nights last week. When all the kids were served they asked if they could have a slice, too. They are amazing. They come because they need five or ten hours of service during the year for school or for Confirmation class. And they keep coming because they find that service is important to them.

Our Youth! You gotta love 'em.

ABC--T is for Tree

What's under the tree?

Look straight up.

In the tree.

The tree.

It's a Mountain Ash.

ABC Wednesday