Recently I was telling Joanne from My Life Lived Full about our new moose nativity and moose decorations for Christmas….
Since I couldn’t explain how absolutely precious a baby-moose-Jesus is I decided to post a few pictures.
The wise – moose have their gifts and the shepherd-moose has his little sheep (isn’t he cute?) I’m just not sure why there isn’t an angel-moose.
Doesn’t that look like a proud daddy-moose?
Low water crossing – Trinity River
I just thought it looked cool.
Day 30! I made it…I completed the NaBloPoMo challenge…post daily for 30 days.
I will admit I missed out on 4 days of posting. I decided not too be too hard on myself and celebrate the 26 days I did blog.
I’ve enjoyed sharing more of myself and I’ve enjoyed spending more time writing and thinking about writing.
Now the goal will be to maintain consistent writing.
Thank you to everyone that stuck with me through this month of posts…I appreciate the support.
So long November…and the NaBloPoMo challenge…until next year!
The leaves are still hanging onto the branches. Tomorrow it will be December, Christmas is 25 days away….and the leaves are still on the trees. 
Seasons run a bit odd here in Texas….due to the warmer temperatures. Sometimes you just have to decorate for the holidays and trust the calendar is right.
Is it Spring yet?
It has rained in North Texas for the last 5 days….non-stop rain. This is not typical and it certainly didn’t make for an enjoyable holiday weekend.
I know rain is necessary…and we did recently find our way out of a very long drought because of all the rain we had last May. So I’m accepting of the wet stuff falling from the sky…but that doesn’t mean I like it!
This morning Sonya tried to convince us that church was canceled because of the rain. However, she did agree to go with us after we promised McDonald’s breakfast.
Once we arrived at church she found a plastic grocery bag in the car and decided she would use it as rain gear (yes I had an umbrella…she chose plastic!
The latest in rain gear
Sonya did enjoy seeing her friends at church and as always singing along with the music. But the big surprise came when the usher said Rev. Carol West wanted Sonya to join her for the post-communion prayer.
With much excitement Sonya went up front and joined Rev. West.
Sonya was honored and took her role very seriously.
The Bread
The Wine
The Prayer
Rev. Carol West and Sonya
And finally…the hug
Rain or no rain…it was a good day to be at church.
Last Sunday our Pastor talked about the help given to the Pilgrims by the Native Americans. How they helped the new settlers grow an abundance of crops and survive the first winters in a new land.
In my brain I began imagining what this country would have been like if the new settlers, and those that followed, had treated the Native Americans with respect. What if the people that settled this country chose to learn the ways of those that had lived here for thousands of years.
The Europeans that settled here in the United States chose to dominate instead of cooperate.
I wonder how many animals (the buffalo for example) would still roam freely? I wonder if we might have more trees instead of buildings? And maybe, we would have more respect for Mother Earth and less desire to destroy anything that doesn’t bring profit.
I know these thoughts aren’t reality but I think its ok to dream. Maybe if we look back on history and realize where we screwed up…we could make things better as we move forward…maybe.
On November 22, 2015 I shared the story of the rainbow that appeared over the lake right before Tina and I married.
Earlier this week my friend Corey (who walked me down the “aisle”) shared the picture of the rainbow he took that day. His editing of the photo is just beautiful. I suspect this photo could end up on our wall one day.
Yesterday was the crazy “holiday” in the United States called Black Friday. It is a day that I believe is totally out of control. I have never participated in the craziness of shopping at 5:00AM, knocking people over just to get a few bucks off the newest and biggest toy.
However, we did stop by the Decorators Warehouse yesterday on our way to dinner. We were in search of Moose ornaments. We didn’t find what we were looking for…but we did get the opportunity to take a fun selfie.
Me, Tina, Sonya and Mr. Bear
When I think of celebrating Thanksgiving as a child I think of celebrating in this house.
This is the farmhouse my Dad grew up in and my grandma lived in until her death in 1990.
The exterior has changed a lot. All the trees and out buildings are gone…but I can still in vision every building and every tree that surrounded the house. The physical place may look different but my memories remain the same.
Conversations Around the Tree 