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My Hero....my schedule, my watch and my clock.

Wow! 

 

 

I have become a creature of habit.  I listen for footsteps down the hall that are like a Tasmanian Devil......Pop is 88 and he still hits the floor running.  My habits have mirrored my hero.....his footsteps down the hall and back to bed are my wake up call.

 

Deep Breath............. 

 

Life off of the ART ~ Grid has many paths in life. 

 

My life is a life of joy.......and being a Goof in life. Life without laughter is a life of waste. Challenges deserve a bit of brevity. Humour and patience are a whisper of hope and faith. Breathe and Believe!

 

Venturing out of the "Pam" Cave is an adventure.

Pop gets up at 5 a.m. to take his medicine. I can hear his footsteps down the hallway. I listen each and every morning for those footsteps. There have been mornings when he doesn't make that soft, quick 'tazmanian devil' trek down the hallway....

When he doesn't....my heart skips a beat. I check on him and grab his foot.....

He always sits straight up and grabs my hand in the darkness and squeezes it. We don't talk because we don't want to wake Mom up.

Sometimes he remembers...other times he doesn't.

What is important is that he is up and on his game.

 

You can set your watch by Pop......

He is a creature of habit from childhood.

I suppose it comes from being the oldest in the family growing up. He had to get up and put wood or coal in the furnish to heat the house. He is an early bird. He always milked the cows before breakfast. Gathered the eggs and fed the livestock before anyone turned over in bed.

His chores where done when my Grandmother was standing at the stove preparing a country breakfast at 5 a.m.

He is a man of greatness.

He is my Father.

He is my rock.

He is still a creature of habit. He loves his instant Maxwell House Coffee. Each and every morning he puts his tea kettle on at 5a.m. on the stove.....to have a hot cup of coffee when he gets up .....

Some days I find the "pot for coffee" on the stove burned dry. Some days it is on the wrong burner.and the eye is on high. 
 

I check the 'coffee pot' to see if it is on the right burner and on 3 and not high. 

Pop is a creature of habit and he doesn't like change...I can't blame him.  I don't like change either. 

 

Today...is the day to procure a new gadget for Pop. 

One of 'them thar' coffee machines that makes one cup at a time......in 30 seconds.

The CiC (Mom) would be very miffed if her palace burned to the ground. 

Impending crisis averted...hopefully.
 

 

The biggest challenge is for Pop to accept 'change' in his life. 

 

Wish me luck! 

 

I promise to update ya'll with his reaction......

I am sure it will be interesting to say the least......

 

Much love and many (((hugs)))

  From the 'Hood

 

It's all good in the 'Hood.....♥

 

 

 To be continued......

 

Reading the paper with Pop at 7 a.m. is a gift.  Watching my Mom aka the 'Cic' (Commander in Cheif'tess) of the household walk by my Pop at 8 a.m. is yet, another gift.  He always either stands up and hugs her and kisses her or rubs her leg as she goes by to her recliner.  She sits, and takes her glucose reading.  When she has her reading,  Pop always asks her ...."What is it this morning Honey?"......and it is recorded on a chart. 

 

The day begins....with love. 

 

I wish everyone had the love that my parents do....even after 68 years. 

 

 

An ongoing love story......

 

 

Warmest Regards,

 P.E.N.

Off the Grid

 

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"Fire Dance"

 

The other side of  P.E.N. Studio is a leisurely day on the water. 
Here is a link to Proper Kayak Techniques.   Presented by Paddling TV.

Grab a paddle and wet a worm!

Get a yak and join a yak pack!
Ktown local yak pack is Chota.  The club is named after a Cherokee Town in Monroe County TN.
Interesting read ►Wiki: Chota

And another is Knoxville on the Water.

Enjoy our little slice of heaven in ET!  Get out on the water today!

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Simply ..... Simple

♥  Simplicity   < A Link to a simple painting and the simplicities in life....check it out! ☺

Miracles DO happen!

It truly is Miracle Gro !

The matriarch of the family recently underwent major surgery.  A few days before the procedure she began to get her 'ducks' in order.  A few of those 'waddlers' were two tomato plants and two egg plants that were given to her.  Now Moi' has managed to destroy even the hardiest silk plants produced by NASA.  Remembering my Mom tell a story about my Aunt Kat who lived in Arkansas on a plot of land no bigger than a 2 car garage......I set about trying to re-create her miracle garden. 

Aunt Kat tossed out bags of potting soil and planted her 'country girl roots' right in the bag. 

Mom said Aunt Kat would be proud of me.   

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I have found in life that if you want a miracle you first need to do whatever it is you can do - if that's to plant, then plant; if it is to read, then read; if it is to change, then change; if it is to study, then study; if it is to work, then work; whatever you have to do. And then you will be well on your way of doing the labor that works miracles.   -  Jim Rohn

There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.  -  Albert Einstein

Impossible situations can become possible miracles.

Robert H. Schuller

To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle. Every cubic inch of space is a miracle.     

Walt Whitman

Out of difficulties grow miracles.

Jean De La Bruyere

 I am realistic - I expect miracles.    

Wayne Dyer 

Miracles are not contrary to nature, but only contrary to what we know about nature. 

   St. Augustine  

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Off the Art Grid - Church on the Rocks

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Sunday Service on Douglas Lake began as a rocky day on the water and I decided I needed to beach my little yellow Yak.

I was on unfamiliar waters and apprehensive about paddling around one last bend toward the dock.....the jet ski's and pleasure boaters were putting in and starting their after Mass partying.

It was time to wet a worm and let nature and the tide wash over me for a bit....it was turning into another blistering day in East Tennessee.

I had what I thought was another nibble on my line....

I gave it a jerk and felt the hook take hold.....sigh.......my little paddling pole arched as I reeled in what I knew was a stick fish.....I literally laughed out loud because just the day before I had read this entry on another blog.

I had reeled in a stick gun very similar to the photo shown in the blog post.  Now I am an official gun toting Tennessean........it's a keeper.

I finally made it around the bend and look what shows up on the boat ramp.....

I told them I was packin'.......

....Packin' a very sick sense of humor, and my contraband.....

I Belong among the Wild Flowers (Tom Petty)

....that song had been playing over and over in my head all day long.....

I belong among the wild flowers...NOT BEHIND BARS!

They let me go...... ☺

I had my church service with my God on a rocky shore by the lake. He is forever sending us little signs if we only take the time to notice them. 

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