tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47058855595005286532024-03-14T12:05:31.024-04:00karen r. evans"That your faith should not rest on the wisdom of men, but on the power of God."
1 Corinthians 2:5Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17012982939454873340noreply@blogger.comBlogger275125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4705885559500528653.post-73433951756384333762013-03-19T08:42:00.000-04:002013-03-19T08:42:15.553-04:00Cutie Patootie on St Paddys Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I know, I know, it's already past--but hey, why not celebrate this grin all week?<br />
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Photo courtesy of my newest grandson.<br />
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Have a great week all!Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17012982939454873340noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4705885559500528653.post-79795339107941816562013-03-10T12:18:00.000-04:002013-03-10T12:18:34.014-04:00Crank a Smile<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Ever get caught doing something, when you thought no one was looking? </div>
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Or find your tail feathers are showing more than you'd like?</div>
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Or some days you're just plain irritated?</div>
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There's a solution. Start thanking the Lord for the blessings in your life. I know, I know, that sounds so flippant, but it's true. If you're breathing, you have something to be thankful for. And somehow, the burdens ease, the mood softens and you might just crank out a smile. </div>
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"<i>God is all mercy and grace-not quick to anger, is rich in love. God is good to one and all; everything he does is suffused with grace. Creation and creatures applaud you, God; your holy people bless you.</i>" Psalms 145:8-10 (MS)</div>
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Help me crank a smile, not an attitude, Lord.</div>
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Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17012982939454873340noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4705885559500528653.post-53607514049997062802013-02-22T15:43:00.000-05:002013-02-22T15:43:55.695-05:00Walk this Way<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I never know what will be out my front door on any given day. Today I saw an Ibis feeding just a few feet away. Of course you know, I ran back inside to get my camera. They feed on insects and worms in yards or small fish or mollusk in the water.<br />
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When I rounded my car, I saw the whole flock. They do like to go in groups, but at times they separate. Their long slender legs, long beaks and necks make them appear graceful, much like a swan. Until..<br />
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they start to fly away. Then it's all teenage awkwardness. Please ignore the dark streak in the pictures-that's just a palm frond in my way. I hurried to take the shot before they flew away. Ha, or maybe I just didn't notice it at all because of the birds.<br />
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"<i>Therefore, be careful how you walk, not as unwise men, but as wise."</i> Ephesians 6:15 <br />
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Wonder what else I've done that I just didn't take the time to notice. ooops...<br />
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Thank goodness, the Lord gives us second chances, and third and fourth, and...<br />
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Photos:karenreven-if I want to claim them. :)<br />
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Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17012982939454873340noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4705885559500528653.post-9875577292286350312013-02-13T08:54:00.001-05:002013-02-13T08:54:57.803-05:00Chocolate Gooooodness!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Here's a GREAT fudge recipe for Valentines Day. Pay no attention to the picture, I just grabbed the nearest paper, which happened to be a food magazine to copy this recipe from the <a href="http://www.tv.com/shows/barefoot-contessa/">Barefoot Contessa show.</a> Can't read it? Okay, okay.<br />
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<u>Cinnamon Chocolate Fudge</u><br />
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1 Can of Condensed Milk<br />
2 Teaspoons Cinnamon<br />
2 1/2 Cups Bittersweet Chocolate Chips<br />
3 Tablespoons Butter<br />
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Combine and melt over low heat, then add the vanilla. Pour into parchment paper lined pan. (Optional-sprinkle lightly with kosher salt flakes.) Put in refrigerator to set-oh about 20 minutes or so depending on how thick the layer was poured.<br />
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That it! Easy Peasy and sooo good! You could even cut the shapes into hearts with a small cookie cutter.<br />
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Now I had never made fudge with cinnamon or salt and it was delish! But I'd only put salt on part of it in case you don't like it. AND leave it out of the frig once it's set, in an air-tight container. Otherwise the salt will turn to liquid. Trust me, I know.<br />
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"<i>O taste and see that the Lord is good; how blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him</i>." Psalm 34:8<br />
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If once you try the Lord, you'll see He is good. And there's no other <strike>fudge </strike>refuge like Him. Trust me I know.<br />
<br />Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17012982939454873340noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4705885559500528653.post-48991498965581103682013-02-06T18:16:00.002-05:002013-02-06T18:16:33.044-05:00Oh No You Didn't!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I looked at the napkin the same way I looked at this African Bull Toad. Yucky!<br />
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Hubby and I were at a nice restaurant and it was busy as usual. Our waiter seemed a bit frazzled but attempted to be cordial. He placed beverage napkins on the table and went to get our drinks. Meanwhile, I didn't realize I had brushed my napkin on the floor, until I couldn't find it. Before I could reach down to retrieve the little thing, "Mr. Waiter" swooped in with efficiency and picked it up and put it on the table with my drink on top! UGH!<br />
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Am I alone, or do you put things from restaurant floors back on the table? I guess he thought he was helping. I picked it up with two fingers and hid it. I wanted to say, "Hey, what are you doing? No telling what's been on that floor." But I didn't. He still had our food to bring. <br />
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<i>"With promises like this to pull us on, dear friends, let's make a clean break with everything that defiles or distracts us, both within and without. Let's make our entire lives fit and holy temples for the worship of God." </i>2 Corinthians 7:1 (MS)<br />
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Father, may I put away, not just hide the things that don't bring You glory. I want a clean table/temple.<br />
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photo:karenrevansKarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17012982939454873340noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4705885559500528653.post-27038618063515795082013-01-31T17:03:00.001-05:002013-01-31T17:05:24.443-05:00How Do You Catch an Elephant?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Ha, I bet you never guessed this one! One banana at a time! </div>
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Then add a few fruits up high. </div>
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Then sit back and wait.</div>
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Yep, that worked all right!</div>
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And if you're lucky, you might just get two.</div>
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Especially if you are at Busch Gardens in Tampa.</div>
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Now, kids don't try this at home. It won't work. Although you might attract a rat, raccoon or some other type of animal which you don't want. It's all location, location, location and food.</div>
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Did I mention food? What about spiritual food? How do you feed your soul? </div>
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<i>"God always does what he says, and is gracious in everything he does. God gives a hand to those down on their luck, gives a fresh start to those ready to quit. All eyes are on you, expectant; you give them their meals on time. Generous to a fault, you lavish your favor on all creatures."</i> Psalms 145:13-16. (MS)</div>
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This refers to physical and spiritual food. Thank you Father for your favor and for making bananas.</div>
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Update: As of Wednesday, only 37 pythons have been killed, with more than 1,000 people signed up. Sneaky little snakes, they are. (See post below.)</div>
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Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17012982939454873340noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4705885559500528653.post-37976932587783575612013-01-26T16:28:00.000-05:002013-01-27T15:34:56.727-05:00Python Hunt!<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/videoseries?list=UU41QF3oi33y7hINlb_rYDGA" width="425"></iframe><br />
Guess what? Florida is holding a python competition! Reckless snake
owners tend to let these reptiles go in our Everglades when they get too
big. Now our small wildlife seems to be disappearing. Even other
regional snakes and small gators. Estimates are that they have wiped out
more than 90 percent of our mammals in the Everglades.<br />
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According to the experts and hunters, pythons are expert at camouflage. <br />
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hunt began January 12 and ends February 10th. There is a $1,000 reward
to the hunter who bags the most reptiles. (There are rules, of course
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Okay, who's with me? Bwuaaahaaa. NOT!!! <br />
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<i>"A common sense person lives good sense; fools litter the country with silliness.</i>" Proverbs 13:16 (MS)<br />
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I'm gonna call this one little squirrel, "Come-on-big-boy." He is always teasing my dog, Major.<br />
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"COBB" seems to know when it's time for Major to go out to do his, well, ummm, business. So Cobb and his buddies decide to scamper up and down our trees which go completely around our back yard and into the neighbors. Then Major forgets what he was let out for...sigh.... That squirrel also knows just how low he can go before Major reaches him. Then Cobb sits and stares, or eats another acorn, dropping the shells which makes Major even more excited. I can tell it's the same squirrel because of his face markings.<br />
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I seem to have Cobbs in my life too, beckoning me to do things other than what I know I need to do. Sometimes throwing just an idea in my head distracts me. It might be as easy as a load of wash that beckons, irritating me. Am I alone?<br />
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<i>"O Lord, you have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways."</i> Psalm 139:1-3<br />
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The Lord knows just what will distract me, yet He waits with watch-care over me, until I realize what I should be doing instead. Then He leads me back onto the way. Thank you, Father.<br />
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I stopped to get gas today after work. First off, it's gone up in price again. Snarly face. I got out and swiped my gas card, entered the info and the machine read, "see cashier." What? I thought maybe I hit a wrong number on my zip code. So I tried again. Hurumph. Same message.<br />
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I was all stirred up about something that was my fault. Know what I mean? Stomping about, blood pressure rising, getting a sweat going. A tad humbling, isn't it?<br />
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I wonder how my life would be if I always dashed about in all things? Whoooeeeee.<br />
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"<i>And here's why: God gives out Wisdom free, is plainspoken in Knowledge and Understanding. He's a rich mine of Common Sense for those who live well, a personal bodyguard to the candid and sincere. He keeps his eye on all who live honestly, and pays special attention to his loyally committed ones." </i>Proverbs 2:6-8 (MS)<br />
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Thank you Father, for being my guard and common sense. Keep giving me that free Wisdom!<br />
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Look what Christmas brought this Grammy!</div>
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Caleb Allen Evans was born 12-21-12!</div>
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Isn't that that the best gift ever??<br />
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I now have two Christmas "babies," Caleb and hubby! :)<br />
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I'm expecting lots of new things this year. How 'bout y'all?<br />
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<i>"Your love, God, is my song, and I'll sing it! I'm forever telling everyone how faithful You are."</i> Psalm 89:1 (MS)<br />
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My heart and soul are singing...don't know if you want to hear the real thing, so I'm writing away...does that count?<br />
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Okay, here is a gator I <em>did </em>walk up close to. (See post below and comments.) I'm about 4 feet from this young one. I felt safe behind my camera with the zoom lens on. Ha. This is <a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=lake+tarpon&hl=en&qscrl=1&nord=1&rlz=1T4SKPB_enUS382US382&prmd=imvns&tbm=isch&tbo=u&source=univ&sa=X&ei=WjMoUNHbN4j88gSmvICwCA&sqi=2&ved=0CFwQsAQ&biw=1015&bih=711">Lake Tarpon, FL</a> where boating, fishing and swimming is allowed. Yeah, for real!</div>
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When visiting my son and his family in Virginia a few weeks ago, we went to the Marine Museum. Impressive even from the outside.<br />
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As you walk in the lobby you first approach the rotunda where pictures, quotes, air and land vehicles with Marine mannequins are posed.<br />
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Each mannequin is so very life-like. Here my grandson is learning what it took to keep our country safe and free.<br />
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Here is my son wearing a shirt that reads, "We fight what you fear."<br />
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This entire wall is dedicated to those who died at Iwo Jima. A pin signifies each person. There were panels above and below. Hard to believe so many died at one battle.<br />
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This is the flag that flew over Iwo Jima. (Hard to get a good picture with all the lights and reflections.) <br />
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The exhibits were impressive and many had orginal equipement. (I have <u>many</u> more pics...but I'll spare you. :P)<br />
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Made me proud to see this wonderful museum. Made me proud of our country. Makes me proud to live here. <br />
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<em>"Fight the good fight of faith."</em> 1 Timothy 6:12<br />
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Yes, we do have to fight in this life. Even in our faith. Father, help me to be strong and wise in all battles.<br />
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Oh, here's one of my favorite pictures. <br />
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My grandkids. :)<br />
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<a href="http://www.rllewisartist.com/gallery_view.php?ID=78"> Robert Lewis</a> is one of the original "Florida Highwaymen" artists, and has been inducted in the Florida Hall of Fame for Artists. He is one of a group of African-American painters from the 1950's and 1960's who continues to paint Florida landscapes. Unable to sell their paintings in galleries at that time, they sold them from the trunks of their cars along the highway.<br />
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This jovial, gregarious man talked, answered numerous questions, and painted at the same time. His technique is wet-on-wet. Below is the progression of one of his paintings. <br />
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The end result. Amazing! I can't imagine fending off questions and still completing this wonderful painting.</div>
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<em>"For I am confident of this very thing, that He who began a good work in you will perfect it until the day of Christ Jesus.</em>" Philippians 1:6 <br />
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May I remember that the Master's hand is still holding my wet paintbrush, until He signs my portrait.<br />
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photos:karenrevansKarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17012982939454873340noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4705885559500528653.post-72906730095878370042012-05-07T16:57:00.001-04:002012-05-07T17:00:53.944-04:00Tampa TheatreThe <a href="http://tampatheatre.org/about/our-history/">Tampa Theatre</a>, was built in 1926, and still is host to performers, movies and other things. Once a month they give tours, so naturally I brought my camera. Come tour with me for a bit with a few of my pictures.<br />
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Here's the box office for tickets. Now you know something elaborate is coming.</div>
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This is the outside light right before you enter the doors to the lobby with all it's wonderful artistic carvings above. Now please bear with my shots. The entire theatre was dimly lit, and my pictures are not the best, but you'll get the picture. ha, "get the picture..."</div>
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In the lobby all around near the concession stand rimming the ceiling are gargoyles. Kind'a different, huh? But amazing. </div>
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This is the stage. Once orchestras played in the pit there, now it is just a stage.</div>
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But there still is an old Wurlitzer pipe organ that rises up from underneath with a sound that'll knock your socks off! (1,400 pipes)</div>
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This desk is the "only" original piece of furniture there, the rest has been restored. I snapped a quick picture and promised myself I'd come back and get a better one on the way out. I didn't want to miss out on anything on the tour, so I ran with the group. But sadly as you see, I didn't remember to go back and get a better picture. The item I wanted to capture the most, I passed by.</div>
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<em>"Let your speech always be with grace, seasoned as it were with salt, so that you may know how you should respond to each person</em>." Colossians 4:6</div>
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Lord, why is it I sometimes treat those I love the same way, in such a hurry, I just give them a cursory word or acknowledgement? Or even worse, make them feel bad.</div>
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<br />Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17012982939454873340noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4705885559500528653.post-28396635333056408202012-04-19T18:17:00.000-04:002012-04-19T18:17:22.907-04:00Okay, I'm awake!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjggG_ohkntzWE4Te9FLgTEmpb3fmlanjW7IOM8AaipzcVXhHgSSKUsdhbktK1Z6QyuOQqonX_JG5PFCwxPJqBW7IsrinvZ36QgDBK4y7uZqshiwoec4fWk75H9mIo8nWuMZJLBaog_6fhT/s1600/IMG_1790.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjggG_ohkntzWE4Te9FLgTEmpb3fmlanjW7IOM8AaipzcVXhHgSSKUsdhbktK1Z6QyuOQqonX_JG5PFCwxPJqBW7IsrinvZ36QgDBK4y7uZqshiwoec4fWk75H9mIo8nWuMZJLBaog_6fhT/s400/IMG_1790.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's been a while since I've been in blog-land. I'm trying to wake up. Maybe if I admire my long nails, hmmmm a manicure would be nice but that would take up more of my time and won't help me write.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUM3hc2Vbd-uKcL5G5TSRyu7WSzg4J9XGjqum0qbmLtXrQhRBx9nj6AvQzKdOgXJXwKQhAPlynrQjekAVotU45RphHfLOzJn5vxnuWJAPfqjieWNyYFKRvbs29EcKP7TJ1mPsHzKiu3G2D/s1600/IMG_1816.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUM3hc2Vbd-uKcL5G5TSRyu7WSzg4J9XGjqum0qbmLtXrQhRBx9nj6AvQzKdOgXJXwKQhAPlynrQjekAVotU45RphHfLOzJn5vxnuWJAPfqjieWNyYFKRvbs29EcKP7TJ1mPsHzKiu3G2D/s400/IMG_1816.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">How 'bout if I sit up straight and pretend I'm alert, no one will notice my closed eyes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaUzzuBYPEOssdskuoB6EVAveblJpW19MSAT5Si1N9J_pHdRKkEZia22ycMw8LhwA6XUA0O1KoENpbMqrpJJEEYvj-opU_me4UcUBO_KURFQcE_sHuM4tNgU1eNrMY3DICj4ZZMAYbgi-6/s1600/IMG_1843-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaUzzuBYPEOssdskuoB6EVAveblJpW19MSAT5Si1N9J_pHdRKkEZia22ycMw8LhwA6XUA0O1KoENpbMqrpJJEEYvj-opU_me4UcUBO_KURFQcE_sHuM4tNgU1eNrMY3DICj4ZZMAYbgi-6/s400/IMG_1843-2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But if I don't wake up, how will I know what's going on with ya'll? My head might just melt into the wall holding me up!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDoEzhRMm6e4jrUTFiSv4ZX8kUCG1NHyFNrgQP27Jh2eAOqIjxgxn05eWeJnXZcmxbYqptbgzrN9Ff1B9hzbMzwqqQncwckyI-mP-o0rOEW70zmqrfvZG3aw6Jk8ED9N0U-8tpYLgo2ClV/s1600/IMG_0130-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDoEzhRMm6e4jrUTFiSv4ZX8kUCG1NHyFNrgQP27Jh2eAOqIjxgxn05eWeJnXZcmxbYqptbgzrN9Ff1B9hzbMzwqqQncwckyI-mP-o0rOEW70zmqrfvZG3aw6Jk8ED9N0U-8tpYLgo2ClV/s400/IMG_0130-2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Okay, okay, I'm awake. A bit cross-eyed and dazed, but I'm awake and back. Oh wait, I see I put my name on this picture twice. Sooooo, maybe I'm not totally with it, but I'm here.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Hanging on with all five (ummm, do they have only four) toes when the world seems upside down?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Perched on the top of the world, and all is sunny and bright?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvam6km9FTRAaBiTP4HlCafKTtIMlkGypZkvHGBZUEynQDM0tuxbANOfbXRzsGsP3nCU6ayAWSRDD_xVJkypkmvR4JjqFSeivmrf_PTwRGVU6JJbY2BWOFJx33KekFGnOGPYI8aBnwdlU-/s1600/IMG_2232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvam6km9FTRAaBiTP4HlCafKTtIMlkGypZkvHGBZUEynQDM0tuxbANOfbXRzsGsP3nCU6ayAWSRDD_xVJkypkmvR4JjqFSeivmrf_PTwRGVU6JJbY2BWOFJx33KekFGnOGPYI8aBnwdlU-/s320/IMG_2232.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">The balancing reality of your situation hits? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Or is there a solid structure underneath?</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPgIMnx7UwT0ZGK4moOAj30owC_erWsjQQd0sthk51UKfH3yXjsl-awoqJMLaUPIlXzGN6fMsDNVDWi4TeZNtTuwW_wCzxR9m0oh9y7hx0mo8G9Fkgqe97LhmD1aqXmbE6WnUZmHCtbIGb/s1600/IMG_2256%253D2.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPgIMnx7UwT0ZGK4moOAj30owC_erWsjQQd0sthk51UKfH3yXjsl-awoqJMLaUPIlXzGN6fMsDNVDWi4TeZNtTuwW_wCzxR9m0oh9y7hx0mo8G9Fkgqe97LhmD1aqXmbE6WnUZmHCtbIGb/s400/IMG_2256%253D2.jpg" /></a></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">"<em>Your granite cave is a hiding place, your high cliff aerie a place of safety. You're my cave to hide in, my cliff to climb. Be my safe leader, be my true mountain guide. Free me from hidden traps; I want to hide in you. I've put my life in your hands. You won't drop me, you'll never let me down."</em> Psalms 31:2-5</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">See, no matter how high or how low, God can handle it all. Boy, am I glad God is my "solid-ing" Father.</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">photos:karenrevans</span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17012982939454873340noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4705885559500528653.post-91633043484105052122012-03-14T16:02:00.000-04:002012-03-14T16:02:01.882-04:00Leave it to a Marine....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw8WgDYx_-ELkKTShImbnahyWW3ov3LYgtvxhvqtQpalXW6hBXPSLIzIrT-uDeruXsyu-gcJ8iHLjFZ_fgLwQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">to start giving PT to his 3-year-old! <span style="font-size: x-small;">that's physical training</span>... :) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">But </span>isn't my grandson a cutie? I just have to brag. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> <em>"Just make sure you stay alert. Keep close watch over yourselves. Don't forget anything of what you've seen. Don't let your heart wander off. Stay vigilant as long as you live. <strong>Teach what you've seen and heard to your children and grandchildren</strong></em><strong>."</strong> Deuteronomy 4:9 (MS)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">There can be no greater goal than this. But you know me, I tend to read the last part of this verse and sluff off the first part. I too, need to be disciplined. Lord, help me with those crunches.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Now, about Marine PT? That's a horse of another color. :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Video:DavidMEvans</span></div><span class="keywordresultextras"></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17012982939454873340noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4705885559500528653.post-61046383215317468802012-03-09T13:31:00.001-05:002012-03-09T13:33:11.255-05:00Side-Steppin'<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEUI_wvFzFs8h1TjEzNinyg1aoiGwEhmlN-fy9QZ8OqmtKNKm6TWC-s6rLKXIs25NvG2vk8Dj4J09MUP08R0ORHMHN5x-S15DAtcVdNlumoh-LYWdeU8hyKPghNWc9LPsiRoxos3XGqgZF/s1600/IMG_2238-1.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEUI_wvFzFs8h1TjEzNinyg1aoiGwEhmlN-fy9QZ8OqmtKNKm6TWC-s6rLKXIs25NvG2vk8Dj4J09MUP08R0ORHMHN5x-S15DAtcVdNlumoh-LYWdeU8hyKPghNWc9LPsiRoxos3XGqgZF/s400/IMG_2238-1.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left;">Birds love our oak and palm trees. Therefore we find little white spots on the ground that I try to "side-step." This is what I saw walking with Major outside. Can you spot it?</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left;">I walked around it but Major went in to give it a sniff. Taking his cue, I went over to shoo him on. </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left;">I took a second look and this is what that spot was.</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2vvyblbmQy5vrfkhseatBwFkYiqY9mNTP1mBjSNGyhWObh3eWUaXebqer9olc_dG1rJYMK6kllNEvvcI4fAIV8e-iVs9I26KCQqpqkcNA4d_ztcszTQjFHqTbUwBLy3CNsacL05ncCy7m/s1600/IMG_2236.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2vvyblbmQy5vrfkhseatBwFkYiqY9mNTP1mBjSNGyhWObh3eWUaXebqer9olc_dG1rJYMK6kllNEvvcI4fAIV8e-iVs9I26KCQqpqkcNA4d_ztcszTQjFHqTbUwBLy3CNsacL05ncCy7m/s400/IMG_2236.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It was a gorgeous white moth. If you click and enlarge it, he looks like he has feathers on his head. He's all pristine and altogether lovely in among those awful pollen weeds. If I hadn't taken the time to stop and look, I'd've missed him.<br />
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</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And wouldn't you know it, the Lord used this to show me where I did miss an opportunity.</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I was leaving a hardware store and in the parking lot walking towards me was a person in baggy, dirty clothes with a baggy old cap. I couldn't tell if it was a man or woman until she spoke. </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">"Do you have any change?" she asked. </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I quickly walked to my car, not answering. There was a YaYa's Chicken Restaurant just a bit down in the same parking lot. I don't like giving out money-not knowing what's it's for-but I should've asked if she was hungry. (I know in today's society we have to be careful, but hubby was with me.) </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Why didn't I offer the food? Huh? Why? I might have missed something beautiful, or at the very least fed someone who was hungry. I totally side-stepped her. What if she was an "angel unawares?" </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><em>"But to each one is given the manifestation of the Spirit for the common good."</em> I Corinthians 12:7</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Father, may I respond to Your Spirit for the good of others. Keep my feet from side-stepping.</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">photos:karenrevans</span></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17012982939454873340noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4705885559500528653.post-24318030416618770552012-03-01T17:04:00.000-05:002012-03-01T17:04:50.702-05:00Check Your Shoes!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgxZRAEt3bNeAmHsH1q8vzgB_WpCww88M9ikcKIqEP3nnsUK4Jk4TM3T2Q-bKlqUvABuYM-u9WGdJrWy3k938z8Nv4knUHuBGVAPfDUgzh3hwJ2kzqAepgj5Z1Rwq9XK0t1_RaNdqcu3F_/s1600/IMG_1516.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgxZRAEt3bNeAmHsH1q8vzgB_WpCww88M9ikcKIqEP3nnsUK4Jk4TM3T2Q-bKlqUvABuYM-u9WGdJrWy3k938z8Nv4knUHuBGVAPfDUgzh3hwJ2kzqAepgj5Z1Rwq9XK0t1_RaNdqcu3F_/s400/IMG_1516.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I keep a pair of old shoes on the back porch to slide on when I let Major out. Since our yard is a big sand box, this also keeps a boat-load of sand from drifting into the house. (All puns intended.) teehee.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Anyway, I put my dainty little foot into my shoe the other day and felt something. I thought it was a leaf or fern or whatever. BUT when it moved without my foot moving, I carefully and strategically drew my foot out of my shoe. HA, not--I kicked it off and it hit the screen. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Inside my shoe was this gargantuan lizard! Now I'm not afraid of lizards, but don't like'em in my shoes. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But actually, this was the correct size.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div>Guess I need to check my shoes, huh?<br />
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"<em>For it is He who delivers you from the snare of the trapper, and from the deadly <strong>pest</strong>ilence."</em> Psalms 91:3<br />
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Lord, even when I forget to check with you, please keep the hiding-lizardy-scary things out of my mind and heart. <br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Photos:karenrevans</span>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17012982939454873340noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4705885559500528653.post-31616210731934212352012-02-21T19:25:00.001-05:002012-02-22T06:52:19.623-05:00What'cha Looking At?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjiVixvQpsljKmhxGakJupv3rp6FZaKDNjMF-IVXxBD9QB6FeQ8ToX-11H7V9_Ch02VrkvBQVDtBeYN-KWKF1lcDxEUbbmfV8YbB0gT5Mk58INJfDzuP9vKBKiC7aY5-Gva9VigU5sG8yl/s1600/IMG_2189-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjiVixvQpsljKmhxGakJupv3rp6FZaKDNjMF-IVXxBD9QB6FeQ8ToX-11H7V9_Ch02VrkvBQVDtBeYN-KWKF1lcDxEUbbmfV8YbB0gT5Mk58INJfDzuP9vKBKiC7aY5-Gva9VigU5sG8yl/s400/IMG_2189-3.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>No matter if you've got a long nosey nose and search alone,<br />
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</div>Or feel the need to hang with the crowd and look,<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Or if the old "do" and the new "do" watch together,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>What are you looking for?<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><em>"I sought the Lord and He answered me, and delivered me from all my fears."</em> Psalms 34:4</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I live because the Lord heard me searching. He answered me before I knew the questions and keeps my "dread" at bay. Whatever you're seeking-He's the One. I promise. :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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