Month: April 2008



    Mid April it is,
    In its usual bent,
    Doing its usual fizz,
    And we live with what is sent !
    Beautiul day yesterday, sunny and above 82 degrees,
    Today (Wednesday) nicely sunny but doing a 180 desgree  thingy.
    about lunchtime turning cloudy, turning rainy and later
    beginning to snow.- — – - – about 10:30 PM now, grass
    and bushes quite snowy white,
    streets still wet.
    There is a name for it, this grisly weather – - – -

     Swirlling, whirling,  we impatiently ride


    Work and fun,
    Birthday sked,
    For this old one,
    On the 11th errands finally dead, 
    After   Heather’s treat of bluerberry pancake breakfast for a startl.

    Return to home and mailbox,
    More fun,
    Package from daughter in Oregon,
    Books, cards and early bed for this son.

    The 12th was early food preparation,
    For afternoon Birthday Open House,
    On the dot family showed up as a nation,
    Far be it from me to grouse,
    Over this operation.

    Wall to wall Moms and Dads,
    Little great grands galore,
    Weather reasonable not bad,
    Balls and sticks  and playthings more,
    With Dads in turn playing and glad,
    To prevent childish gore.

    Beaucoup pictures,
    I’ll just show two,

    Cake of course,
    Blue for sky, green for leaves, white for clouds, yellow for spring flowers,
    Ain’t a horse,
    But to my taste by the powers !

    Most precious treasure of our relations
    The great grands,
    By great grandpa, taking their stations.
    I’m surprised my left hand, arm and wrist held out this long.
    They’re hurtin for certain now.   Guess Kelli and Bonnie will
    have to keep on as reporters of my doings yet, God Willing.  






    Some days ago,  
    Weather, sunny and warm,
    A bit early you know,
    But we could see no harm.

    Prospect Park our goal,
    And it was swarming with  two and four leggers,,
    No need for coal,
    Nor A/C needed for beggars.

    Lazing in my chair creekside,
    Watching a man and his folk,
    Wife sitting back her time does bide,
    Dad teaching kids how to skip  rocks.


    Mixed in days after, cold, snow, some rain mixed with days of sun,
    Spring is almost here