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The first picture of Emma with me.


Taken about two years ago before Emma’s health started going downhill.

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One of the last pictures of Emma…taken about three months ago.

A little over twelve years ago I set up a meeting to see a little white Boxer puppy.  I had seen pictures online and talked to the owner on the telephone.  In the pictures the tiny female puppy was healthy looking and seemed to be enjoying the great outdoors with her owner.   My daughter, granddaughter and I drove at least fifty miles out in the boonies to see the puppy and very likely bring her home.

When we got to our destination and met the puppy that had been depicted via email as a healthy pup, there was little similarity.  The pictures showed a healthy, bouncy puppy.  The real thing was emaciated, listless and undoubtedly drugged.  My first and continued reaction was anger.  The puppy was starving and showed no sign of being happy to see us.  Anyone who knows Boxers knows a Boxer cannot contain its excitement.  Their entire body wags.  They are so happy to be Boxers and always glad to meet a new friend.

The deal was I would buy a healthy Boxer puppy for $250.00.  That’s a good deal.  I was so conflicted.  The puppy was far from healthy, but she was precious all the same.  Bless her heart, you could count EVERY rib and her little hip bones protruded. Her skin hung loose on her little body.  I was certain she was destined for sure death if I left her, but I felt really foolish paying the wicked owner anything for the poor creature.  It was impossible to turn my back, leave the sick, tiny puppy and walk away.  I paid the woman and bit my tongue during the transaction.  I should have immediately called an animal rescue and reported her.  I regret not doing that still today.

The woman showed us her other puppies…The small breeds were in tiny cages…stacked in a back room of her house.  In the back yard there were no less than fifty medium to large dog breeds in pens…all popular breeds…all breeding bitches and stud dogs and the puppies they produced.  She ran a puppy mill.  Because a white Boxer is considered a cull, she had no buyer…she was not feeding her.  Had I not brought the sick unnamed puppy home, she would have starved to death.  I wanted to kick the woman’s butt, but instead  I swaddled the limp puppy, cuddled her close, paid the ransom to free her and took her home.

The next day I took her to the vet.  She had not eaten since I brought her home, because she had been so heavily drugged. The vet checked her out really good and told me if she lived for more than a couple of days, I would be lucky.  She was still unresponsive and limp.  I bought supplements to entice her to eat and slowly she did.  She began to thrive, and I named her Emma.

Once the drugs wore off, Emma was famished.  I think she never forgot starving, because she always ate like she was afraid there would be no more food.

Emma did not like women…except my oldest daughter, granddaughter and me for the longest time.  I’m pretty sure she made an exception for us, because we rescued her from the evil one.  It took months to socialize her to be civil around strange women.  No doubt she was treated terribly by the woman who starved her.

Emma really had a rough start in life, but it did not take her long to fit into our family and become a well-adjusted puppy.  She fit right in with our first Boxer Maggie, and when Bubba our Great Dane came along they were a famous trio.  We jokingly called them “the triplets”.

My husband’s fondest memory of our Triplets is the was they took care of him, never leaving his side when he had surgery on his shoulder.  Emma was a good dog.


Emma was a good dog.  She was obedient and willing to please.  She was smart and loved to play.  She added joy to my husband and my lives.  She was my oldest daughter’s favorite sister dog.

This morning at 8:15 Emma took her last breath.  Her health had declined over the past couple of months.  The happy dog she had been for years rapidly disappeared.  Most of her time was spent sleeping.  Last week she seemed to get a second wind.  She was playful and made her sentry walks around our place.  The second wind did not last long and it was time to go.

Yesterday I told her it was ok for her to leave us.  I told her I would miss her…that I loved her, but I knew she was tired and did not feel good.  We took a walk in the evening.  When Emma came inside she went to her bed and she never got up again.  She just quietly let go of life.  Allen, Bella and I were with her when she drew her last breath.

We placed Emma in the ground beside Bubba and Maggie.  We thanked God for Emma and the time we had with her.  I told Him I hope Bishop, Bubba and Maggie are waiting for her…that they would all be in Heaven when we get there.  There is comfort in that thought.

Emma was a good dog.  We were blessed to have her in our family for the time she was here.  I would love to see her happy and healthy again one day.  She is already greatly missed.

Until next time…

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:  A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;  A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;  A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;  A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;  A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;  A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;  A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.  Ecclesiastes 3:1-8




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Earlier the week I began sharing pictures of the beautifully embroidered blocks my dad stitched more than over five decades ago.  This post is a continuation of that one.  Today I am sharing pictures of the second row of blocks.

Before I start I want to toss out a plug for the giveaway I will host very soon.  I hope everyone interested in embroidery will put their name in the pot for a chance to win this useful tool.

Now for row 2…









Connecticut…one of my personal favorites.  I love the call of the quail…”Bob White”.


New Hampshire…

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That’s it for this time.  I hope you are enjoying seeing my dad’s handiwork.  I’m loving the walk down memory lane as I share it with you.  It makes him seem just a little closer.

Until next time…

Nevertheless the foundation of God standeth sure.   (2 Timothy 2:19)

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Unbelievable!  If something major doesn’t stop me in my typing tracks I will have posted two times in June with days to go…not a lot of days, but since my last post in May I have unshared  crazy quilting just begging for equal time.  That’s what this post is all about…

Here is my work on Angie’s TAT (Turquoise, Aqua, Teal) RR block…

I could not resist stitching a spider web and a harmless little fantasy spider…I also stitched a feather stitch vine as a seam treatment and embellished it with seed beads.   The seam treatment on the right is made up of a base herringbone stitch with straight stitches, colonial knots and sequins secured with seed beads.  The little dragonflies are made with detached chain stitches (aka lazy daisy)and beads.

Angie's block after Judy Just a little spider close-up…he doesn’t bite.

Angie's block spider web

I also worked on Sue’s block.  On this block I used an embellishing technique I had never tried.  All in all I think I did ok. (I hope Sue does.)  The mermaid on Sue’s block was cut from a printed fabric and secured to the block with Heat n Bond.

SS mermaid

I worked on the final rotation block in the All Things Pretty RR and sent Molly’s blocks on the way home…full circle.  I love the fabrics she used!

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I also did some angel work for a round robin at World Wide Crazy Quilting.  It’s an encrusted RR and has been a pleasure to take part in.

Janie’s block…

Janie's whole block

Close up view of my work…I added the fan and embellished it, added the straight and colonial stitches to the lace in the middle, stitched the parasol and vine in the green patch and the purple stitching on the lace in the right corner.  I could have kept stitching, but I would have been a stitching piggy if I had.  I needed to leave a place to stitch for the other ladies in this round robin.  Janie’s block was a delight to work on.

Judy's work on Janie's block

Susan’s block…

Susan whole block

Close up of my work…keeping with the color scheme…I added the bullion roses and silk ribbon roses.  I also added the blue lace butterfly and the blue lace flower and green lace leaves.  Because there were several people left to stitch after me, I stopped there, but I could have kept going.

Judy's Work on Susan's block

Finally, I stitched on Debbie’s very elegant block.  Again there was not a lot of space left for stitching so I added a couple of small touches and sent it on to the next lady in line.  I added the feather stitch, bead and colonial stitch seam treatment.  It carried over into the adjoining patch.  I also added the straight and colonial stitches to the lace on the right side.  Just as with the other two blocks, I really enjoyed working on Debbie’s block.

Debbie's block

Final addition…I added the bow lace and embellished it with pearl beads.


I think that’s a wrap.  If there is anything else “crazy” I have not shared, it’s forgotten.  I leave you with some beauties from our yard…

allium….I love the soft lavender color.


Yellow iris…I love them almost as much as purple iris.


wasteland surprises…love, love, love the color…


O, so happy petunias…


A reminder of how much God loves us…


Pretty peach colored daylilies…


Moss growing under oak trees…

moss maybe

Beautiful mushrooms…


More really cool fungi…these have gotten larger and more beautiful.  I’ll have to share new pictures when I upload them to my computer.


And I close with a really sweet gift from a special young lady…Rhyan…my grandson Eli’s girlfriend.  After knowing me for just a short time, she was thoughtful enough to remember me while she was in London and brought back this precious proof of that.  Tea and a tea bag holder from Harrod’s of London…I sure do appreciate the gift…but most of all her thoughtfulness.  She made me feel very special.  The strawberry tea is luscious.


Until next time…

And whatsoever ye shall ask in my name, that will I do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son.  John 14:13

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Summer wanes making way for the appearance of fall. Fall in southeast Mississippi is more a calendar event than a season. It arrives without the flashy show of colorful leaves so celebrated along the east coast. Brilliantly colored foliage is sparse and crisp, cool mornings few. Still beauty abounds. Summer blossoms linger as fall blooms appear. Here are a few of the blooms and other wonders around our place last week.

Lingering four o’clocks…soon they will be gone until spring.

Yellow roses remind me of my dad…

Wild ageratum

Purple Lantana

The Confederate rose hibiscus…it opens white in the morning and turns dark pink by evening time.

Confederate rose hibiscus later in the day…

An intoxicated bumble sleeping on a confederate rose leaf…

This dew-covered spider web shone like a string of diamonds in the early morning sunshine.

Pompas grass…

Brilliantly colored leaves are few, but beauty abounds. 

Until next time…

And Jesus answering them began to say, Take heed lest any man deceive you. Mark 13:5

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Eighteen years ago God blessed our family with a beautiful baby girl…our firstborn grandchild.  Today she is a beautiful young woman.  She has been a source of great joy.  She is my granddaughter and my friend.  It has been my great pleasure to spend this day with her…spoiling each other in the very best of ways.

Our beautiful birthday girl…

Breakfast at Chick-Fil-A…we brought our own Starbucks with us. 

We went birthday shopping and picked up Taco Bell and brought it home for lunch.  Kirsten (said birthday girl) made cupcakes that are cooling, and we will frost them in a little while with her new Wilton cake decorating tools.  That was part of our gift to her.  The rest of the day will be spent chilling and enjoying time together. 

I surely thank God for her.

Until next time…

Children’s children are the crown of old men (and women); and the glory of children are their fathers.  Proverbs 17:6

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More than a week has slipped by without a blog post.  It will never cease to amaze me how quickly time passes us by.  Seconds to minutes; minutes to hours; hours to days.  Gone…never to be retrieved.  James said “Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.” (James 4:14)  The older I get the more I understand this great truth.  Though time will always remain abstract, filling it with things of importance becomes more imperative with its passing.  Blogging is a small indulgence I allow myself for the simple sake of expressing myself.  The past few days have been about the more needful things, some of which are even more simple.

My sweet husband had nine days off work.  We did not go on a dream vacation though we would have relished in doing so. Our time was spent at home, together, in peace and harmony. A dream vacation may have been more exciting or more relaxing, but it could not have been sweeter.  

Instead of a  getaway to the mountains we opted to use our vacation money to buy lumber, nails and cement for a much-needed new front porch/deck.   We’ve needed one for quite a while, but  procrastination won out and the old front porch continued to deteriorate.  Isn’t that the way procrastination goes with almost anything?  It reached the point I was fearful someone would fall while using them.  It was time to take action!  I’m not a lot of help hauling lumber and swinging a hammer, and our carpenter son-in-law was unavailable to help.  My dear husband was facing a Lone Ranger construction job with me as his Tonto.  This project wasn’t looking good…then along came our pastor to the rescue!  Neither of these guys are carpenters, but by putting their brawn and brains together we ended up with a sturdy front deck.  I prayed for them, too, and asked a couple of my friends to join me!   Our new porch is not perfect, but I am still well pleased.  My rebel husband used a chain saw to cut the lumber.  He has a perfectly good circular saw…go figure.  🙂

Because we were blessed with much-needed rain EVERY day my sweet husband was home, it took three days for the building of the deck to be finished. For the same reason, clean-up remains for another day off.  The old porch decking will be repurposed into a grass-free, weed-free plant platform.  I’m thinking we may even be able to convert it into a “green house” for over-wintering my ornamental plants.  I sure hope so, but I think my dear husband really hates it when I do a lot of thinking.

Day 1…the work has begun.  (My sweetie)

 Our pastor and friend…

Day 2…the new porch is coming right along…

Day 3…complete.

We still have plans of adding lattice around the bottom of the porch to keep the dogs and chickens out from under it.  While the guys were tearing down the old porch, they found a couple of young snakes.  My honey said they had a diamond-shaped head.  Ugh…where there are small snakes you can bet big ones have been close by.  The lattice-work won’t keep the snakes out, but it will hopefully help prevent our canine kids from being snake bitten. 

That’s it for this time around…I need to get up and get moving.  The day is wasting, and I’ve got much to do. 

Until next time…

For where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them.  Matthew 18:20

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Thank you to the men and women who have secured and continue to ensure the freedom we have enjoyed in the United States of America. That precious freedom is slipping through our hands. Our ancestor’s gift of freedom is in jeopardy of being forfeited and fought for in vain.  The enemy is within.  The solution is simple.

There is no freedom greater than that found in Jesus Christ.

Until next time…

Because the creature itself also shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God.  Romans 8:21

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Each summer when the cucumber crop comes in I make sweet pickles for my family.  Last year’s bounty is down to three jars.  I needed cucumbers in a big way.  Before my fall at the end of last month I arranged to order the cukes I needed from my local grocer.  After the fall making pickles was out of the question.  I couldn’t do that and follow my doctor’s instructions, too. I was really thankful I put off ordering the cucumbers until after the weekend.   It’s been so hot in southeast Mississippi most gardens are struggling and cucumbers have not been especially plentiful.  I was beginning to wonder if I would get to make the beloved pickles my family enjoys throughout the year.  I believe in the power of prayer and that my Heavenly Father loves me enough to care about the little things…even pickles.  I told Him of my need.  Just a couple of days after my prayerful plea, a dear lady at church offered me some pickling cucumbers.  She was even going to pick them!  Yesterday she called me, and I went to her house and picked up a five gallon bucket of cucumbers perfect for pickling.  God answers prayer!

This morning I washed and sliced my precious future pickles and put them in a lime bath.  Tomorrow I’ll rinse them and cover them in a spiced, vinegar syrup for another twenty-four hours.  On Wednesday morning they will go into prepared canning jars and be processed.  Sweet pickles we will have!

My lady friend told me she will pick again on Wednesday or Thursday, and I can have more cucumbers if I want them.  If she calls again, I will repeat this process…and I will feel every bit as blessed as I do with this bounty. 

Until next time…

Sorrow is better than laughter: for by the sadness of the countenance the heart is made better.  Ecclesiastes 7:3

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The day I received the wonderful box of stash-building goodies from Lisa, I also became the new owner of a crazy quilt block made by her.  Between my amazement of the abundance of the crazy quilting pieces parts Lisa shared and the WordPress glitch that prevented updates, I completely forgot to share the beautiful block.  Here it is…a little late but not forgotten!

I love my Lisa block and thank her for it from the bottom of my heart!

While I’m feeling “crazy” I’ll share the quiltie I made for Barbara to show her she is loved and thought of during this time of healing and refurbishment as she recovers from surgery.  It is similar but not just like the quiltie I made for the Fruit of the Spirit swap at Art4Mail.  Barbara headed up the swap and chose the theme…Love seemed like the perfect get well card theme.  I hope she can feel the love.  🙂

side two…

In the very near future I will be reviewing a super special product…Tropical Traditions, Gold Label, Virgin Coconut Oil.  Coconut Oil has been used in my kitchen for a number of years for a variety of purposes.  This is a brand new to me.  Over the next week or so I will be using it and reporting my thoughts back here.  I’m looking forward to reviewing Tropical Traditions’ product.

 Check out this video to learn more…


Until the next time…

Let your moderation be known unto all men. The Lord is at hand.  Philippians 4:5

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If the package I received from my bloggy/Art4Mail friend Lisa was the cake…the Fruit Of The Spirit quiltie that arrived in the same mail run was the icing.   In a previous post I shared the naked blocks I made for my first-ever quiltie.  The 9-part theme “Fruit of the Spirit” was one I could not resist.  Yesterday the postman delivered the “love” quiltie made for me by Donna.  After opening the parcel I had no doubt Donna knows the true meaning of love.

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.  For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.  He that believeth on him is not condemned: but he that believeth not is condemned already, because he hath not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God.  John 3:16-18

Here’s side one of the “Love” quiltie Donna made.

Side Two…

I love my quiltie…thank you for swapping, Donna.

Last night I put the finishing touches on the quiltie I made for this swap.  Sadly it does not go to Donna, because we had an uneven number of people sign up.  I love the one on one swaps best.

Here’s the one I made for my swap partner…

and the back…

I hope she likes hers as much as I like mine.  🙂

All the talk about cake and icing made me hungry for something sweet.  I opted for homemade peanut butter cookies.  I wish I could share them with you.  They are just the right…soft in the center and mmm mmm good to the last bite.

Until next time…

 Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.  John 15:13

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