Sunday, May 30, 2021

Memorial Day Tribute

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead.  Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe;
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

John McCrae, May 1915

Wednesday, March 17, 2021



  Way back in October 2018 (seems a lifetime ago), we made a trip "out West".   Of course we visited Texas to spend time with our daughter and son-in-law.  Then we ventured onward, eventually landing in Prescott Valley, Arizona, visiting my long-time friend, Vicki, who lives there.  She showed us all around the area and we traveled up to Sedona for a day-trip.  

   Vicki's a follower and recently had a bit of surgery which has left her in the hospital for awhile.  So, I thought she (and you all) might enjoy revisiting our time together.  

Here are a few pictures I snapped:



Sedona restaurant




Sedona overview

Field of Carons

Sedona backdrop

View from Vicki's house

Prescott (the Needle house)

Lee Vicki and Me

               Hope to see you real soon, Vicki, so keep up the good work healing!  

God Bless, Everyone and until next time.... stay safe.  

                                                  ~~ Karen ~~