Tuesday, June 30, 2009

What's This!

I reached into the washer this morning and felt my hand brush against something that felt wispy soft. Wondering what I touched, I looked inside and found myself to startled to make a sound. There was this spider inside the washer! INSIDE! It was just a little bit to comfortable sitting on its web in my washer. It didn't even move when I touched it and it didn't look like it had any intentions of moving either. What a nervy spider! Unfortunately for him, he had to leave and was unceremoniously removed as I mumbled to myself, "Take that you wispy, nervy spider!" I can't believe I touched it!

Friday, June 26, 2009


I remember when I was pregnant with the twins; I was totally overwhelmed with the thought of having two babies, wondering how I was going to take care of them. When our two beautiful babies finally came they brought a love to me that I didn’t know existed, an immense, deep, abiding, sacred love. When I became pregnant with Eldon I didn’t think I could love another baby as much as I loved the twins, but again love showed me there is no end or beginning or a set limit to our love. My love has grown with each child we added to our family. With each marriage of our children we gained another child and our love widened to encompass them. We looked forward to the birth of our first grandchild, ready, willing and able to love some more, and we discovered yet again another dimension of love. Grandma and Grandpa love, just as rich and fulfilling as all our other loves.

Today is a milestone. It is the last day I will be caring for Thomas every day. He will be going to the babysitter now. It feels like the day the twins started Kindergarten, they were thrilled and I cried. It feels like experiencing the kid’s high school graduation, leaving for college and missions and getting married all rolled into one. You would think I would be use to this by now, but I am not. It has been such a lovely experience to care for Thomas.

So here I am full circle. I will be lost without Thomas for a few days, the house will be so quiet and I will miss him.

I have been so blessed to have love so abundantly in my life.

Friday, June 19, 2009

Lucky Me

This is Spidey Girl, she has been hanging around for about 4 days. I know she is a girl because there is an egg sac on the leaf beside her. She is a nice looking spider, as spiders go, but I'm not as impressed with her as much as I am my photography. The name of this photo is "Lucky Shot." I'm lucky I have a camera that takes nice pictures with or without me and that Spidey Girl was at the right place at the right time. What luck!

Thursday, June 18, 2009

The Truck!

sundaY morning shane had a flat tire; he was going to take the truck but I gallantly told him, "take my car, i'll drive the truck." he gave me his winning smile and was on his way.

i had a nice leisurely morning getting ready for church. my hair cooperated and looked great. i had on my brown straight skirt, a cream colored sweater with its matching jacket, brown alligator heels, anniversary pearls and diamond wedding ring - I was ready to go!

but then...
i walked outside, saw the truck and was immediately horrified.

it was filthy, nasty and FULL of trash! i became aware of the wafting stench that subtly tickled my nose. i said to myself, NO WAY! but, myself said, "you must." i had fleeting thoughts of having a quiet sabbath at home; but they fluttered and then died. swallowing my pride, but not my embarrassment, i faced the challenge head on, accepted the fact that i would be smelled a mile away and that people would think all sorts of stuff - because i was!

i opened the door, hitched up my skirt, and climbed in.

i put my skirt back down where it belonged, buckled my seat belt, started the truck and while looking out the dirty windshield, i laughed at me, sitting in trash and filth wearing my pearls and diamonds.

i parked as far away from the building as i possibly could, like next to the dumpster hoping to blend in.

and, you know i did! i snuck out of church five minutes early so no one would see who the trashy people were that drove that truck!

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

My Beautiful World

What a perfect way to start the day. I went outside and saw a butterfly on one of my flowers. I immediately got my camera and captured the delightful moment... and several others. Enjoy!

It was an enchanting find.

My B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L view! I love it.

This is Mary Jane Magnolia. She lives at the corner of the house and blooms outrageously every spring. Much to my delight I enjoy her blossoms every few weeks. I always smile and laugh when I see her putting out her buds. Isn't it great that she doesn't know she should only bloom one time a year.
What a lady!

I don't like spiders, but isn't it cool that you can see
the spiders shadow on the leaf.
Its web adds a nice touch too.

My stunning Stella d' Ore Day Lilly's

Just a rose in bloom, LOVELY!

Sprinkle in some good company.
And there you have it, my beautiful world!

Tuesday, June 9, 2009


S t a s h e s

Aren't they G-R-E-A-T!

Monday, June 1, 2009

Did You Know...

I'm a poet and have been published?

When I was a sophomore in high school I had Mrs. Cockran for English. She was older then dirt and was one of those, "I don't do guff, and you will behave in my class," kind of teachers. And we did. Her class was hard and I struggled every day. One day she announced that each year she published a book of "the best" writings and poetry written by her students. My reaction was "uh huh." I had no hope for me. She taught us about haiku. So I wrote what I thought was a haiku poem and asked her if I was right. Much to my amazement she got excited about my poem and said, "Yes, this is good!" She smiled and I smiled. I walked proudly back to my desk, took my pencil in hand and wrote more poetry... a writer had been born. I had two poems that were published. When I received my copy of "Reflections" I was so proud to turned to page 54 and see my name, Kay West, with my two poems.

The rest of the story...

One day Shane was trying to be sneaky and explain something to me, stating it was was haiku. I was able to sigh really big and say, "haiku is poetry." He laughed and smiled that knowing grin he has when he is caught trying to bluff me. Thank you Mrs. Cockran!