My coworkers surprised me with this bouquet for my birthday. The fragrance reached me before I rounded the corner to my desk. I love the beauty and elegance of the varied colors of roses. Want to take a closer look?
How about you? What’s blooming in your world this season?
Where do you go to relax? To let go of your cares and clear your mind? One of my favorite places is the desert. We enjoyed a short trip there over the recent holiday. The sky put on a sunrise show for us.
The sunset once again lit up the sky with beauty.
Have you ever been to a dog show? We found a delightful one following the Fourth of July parade in the mountains. Like the Westminster dog show, handlers walked the dogs in a circle. Unlike the Westminster dogs, these were all mutts. Adorable, one and all. Some of them were looking for a home.
What goes into making a parade fun? The Fourth of July parade in the mountain town of Idyllwild has a lot going for it. First, it’s set among towering pines, under a sky of blue. Then you add the people, full of anticipation, decked out in flags and cheerful colors.
How about you? What do you love about a parade?
Do you have color blooming where you live this summer? Our winter was dry, and even flowers that should be blooming now have quickly come and gone. The neighborhood nursery that was brimming with flowers in May now has wide rocky paths, bare ground, and so few healthy blooms. One rose here or there stands among all the bedraggled ones.
Sometimes, though, you want to stop on the bridge and look around.
Finally, it was time to try out the trampoline again. After a long winter that covered it with several feet of snow, spring arrived. With the snow gone at last, my son Matt and his four kids joined in an impromptu session of jumping for joy.
Matt told me later that he purposely gets near one of the kids and bounces to give them a boost as they jump. With all of them running around at once, he tries to be careful not to do this for the youngest, Hunter. He’s still so lightweight that he may fly too high. Hunter did soar a few times, but seemed to say, “I can do anything the other kids do; I’m a big boy now, too!”
Celebrating Father’s Day this weekend, I thought about this picture of parenting. Matt knew how to make a great time even more fun. He knew when to be careful. He watched each child, helping and protecting.
A dad enriches life for his young ones. He plays with them. They laugh together. He gets to know each one and figures out what each one needs. He encourages them to fly high.
Have you noticed that kids grow taller when they feel proud of something they’ve done? This happened recently on a trip to Lake Michigan when we let the three grand-boys choose a toy. They each chose a sword (surprise, surprise) (with the blessing of their mom and dad, of course). So off we went in search of a lighthouse and trails, with each boy proudly brandishing a new sword.
With a sword, you can feel strong enough to fight off all manner of wildlife and any stray Indians that show up. Even the shortest boy can protect his grandpa. He can walk confidently through the woods.
Thinking back on our time at the lake, I see that it isn’t the new swords that make the boys invincible. What gives these boys their strength is actually the love they have for each other. They help and protect without even being aware of it.
These young ones may feel proud to wave their new weapons today. That’s fun and all good. What will carry them through the years ahead, though, is the invisible band of love that connects and nurtures.
Linking up with a song-inspired party, Song-ography, where the theme this week is “Proud” by Heather Small.
Mayor Max of the mountain town of Idyllwild and his deputy mayors Mikey and Mitzi recently had birthdays. And they invited the town to celebrate with them. It wasn’t any ordinary birthday party because the mayors are golden retrievers.
We first met Mayor Mitzi. She is simply beautiful. She greeted guests as they arrived, showing off her regal pose.
The perky . . .
Here’s what I learned. Even though I didn’t know anyone at the party before we went, it was easy to talk to people when I admired their dogs. Bennie’s owner told me the sweet story of his adoption when I commented on Bennie’s rich gray coat.