Racism.....

Racism is man's gravest threat to man - the maximum of hatred for a minimum of reason. ~ Abraham Joshua Heschel


This Painted Lady and Red Admiral have no problem sharing space. Too bad the rest of us can't look past the different colors of skin. After all, they're both butterflies...... and we're all human.

Mamma's Silver Lace

These flowers belong to a vine called a Silver Lace Vine. They're invasive and a weed actually, but they're so pretty they're a pleasure to grow and watch. Most flower nurseries sell them. My mom has them around 2 of her big windows. They're beautiful and have a sweet perfume type fragrance, very light. They can take over if they aren't properly managed, as they will choke out other vines. The flying insects love them, I could watch them all day!

Beauty.....

Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears. ~ Edgar Allan Poe

My Frank series.

This is a story about a male Mourning Dove named Frank. I first started seeing Frank around mid February 2010. I noticed there was an open wound to his head and it looked pretty bad. But this tough bird kept comming around so I kept feeding him and making sure he had access to water. Indiana winters are pretty cold so I kept his water thawed, filled the feeder tray up again come evening to help him have the energy to make it through the freezing nights.
The wound on his head looked like something Frankenstein would have so I started calling him Frankenbird. Slowly but surely Frank has healed. He isn't afraid of me , of course I can't hold him or touch him. But he will sit just out of reach so he's safe if I jump him lol. Sometimes he just sits on the ground and watches me, just hangs out. He's never very far away. Sometimes he even follows me around the yard. This has to be the sweeetest bird in the whole wide world! He doesn't have a mate which makes me very sad for him. I love Frank with all my heart, my Dear Sweet Frank.....

Mammas Brown Shuga


Sometimes I have a hard time remembering the reason why I have to get up every day. Then I look beside me and see this sweet little face, and I think, "Oh yeah, my furry baby needs me to". Sometimes an animal truly is your best friend. Thank you God for another day.

This is my daughters (Stormi) friend Lois. And Lois is a Spined Micrathena spider. I have to admit, as far as spiders go, Lois is a pretty cool girl. My daughter goes to check on Lois first thing when she comes for a visit. If I could just teach Lois to spell things for Stormi, maybe she'd visit more and I wouldn't miss her so much. Now there's an idea......

Best Friends....

(My son, Jordan)


(My "like a son" son, Nick)

A true friend is one who thinks you are a good egg even if you are half-cracked. ~Author Unknown



So my son and his best friend EVER came over to hang out with me for a while yesterday evening. We laughed and ate delicious salads my mom made for us, and then we talked and laughed some more. I adore these guy!