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The Blues

18 Apr

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Photo credit:Pixabay

Something has to get me going

Nothing makes me want to work.

Not the thought of books or reading

Oh, I feel like such a jerk.

Stop

No matter what may come your way.

You’re always better off than “they.”

Hear a mockingbird sing his song.

And bright red cardinals sing along.

You know what should be done

Take the love of everyone.

Take the cold along with hot.

Says thanks to God for what you’ve got.

Photo credit:Pixabay

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

Our Trip to Spain- Part 5

13 Apr

A Slice of Life

Bill Lites

Day 5

Today was a free day to relax from our tour of Ronda and do anything we wanted.  So, after breakfast DiVoran and I joined a small group for a leisurely walking tour down the beach promenade from our Bajondillo to visit the old La Carihuela fishing village. We found the stroll along the seaside promenade to be dotted with many small hutlike outdoor chirinquito (beach bars) and restaurants and the atmosphere was very relaxing.  The town of La Carihuela is a typically quiet old Spanish fishing village that has carried on this tradition for hundreds of generations.  The people in the small shops, and the street venders in the area, were friendly and allow us tourists to enjoy browsing without being hounded to buy something.

Photo Credit: https://7across.com/resorts/Spain/LaCarihuela-Playa-Sol

Our group made its way down the seaside promenade another mile or so to visit Benalmadena.  This is an old traditional Spanish town located on a hill that rises from the sea and is known for its Castillo de Colomares Monument (dedicated to the life and exploits of Christofer Columbus), Tivoli World amusement park, the Sea Life Aquarium, and the Teleferico Benalmadena (Cable Car).   DiVoran and I were tired and didn’t take the cable car ride but waited at the bottom for our friends to return.  We discovered we had passed up an opportunity to take in the incredible view from the top of the hill.  We said we would do it another time, but never seemed to get the time.

Photo Credit: https://trip101.com/article/hings-to-do-benalmadena-spain/

I believe most of our group were pretty much worn out by the time we returned to the Bajondillo and were ready for lunch at the cafeteria and a long nap.  After that great nap, the rest of the day was spent browsing the market and the many shops there in Torremolinos.  We opted for having dinner in one of the ‘approved’ local restaurants. We enjoyed a traditional Spanish meal (can’t remember exactly what) and finished it off with a dish of Tocino de Cielo (similar to Mexican flan).  Yumm!

Photo Credit: https://commons.wikimedia.org/Tocinillo_de_cielo/

After that delicious meal and the walk back to the Bajondillo, we relaxed in the patio (the sun was getting low by now and the patio was shady and cool) with some of the other guests from our group, and exchanged experiences of the day.  It is amazing how different the interests are in a group who came on this tour of the Costa del Sol, but not all for the same reasons.  By the end of this interesting interlude, DiVoran and I said our good-nights, and were ready for a good night’s rest.

Photo Credit: https://www.zoover.com/spain/torremolinos/bajondillo/apartments/

—–To Be Continued—–

Bill is a retired Mechanical engineer living with his wonderful artist/writer wife, DiVoran, of 64 years in Titusville, Florida. He was born and raised in the Southwest, did a tour of duty with the U.S. Navy, attended Northrop University in Southern California and ended up working on America’s Manned Space Program for 35 years. He currently is retired and spends most of his time building and flying R/C model airplanes, traveling, writing blogs about his travels for Word Press and supporting his wife’s hobbies with framing, editing and marketing.  He also volunteers with a local church Car Care Ministry and as a tour guide at the Valiant Air Command Warbird Museum there in Titusville.  Bill has two wonderful children, two outstanding grandchildren, and a loving sister and her husband, all of whom also live in Central Florida, so he and DiVoran are rewarded by having family close to spend lots of quality time with.

One of Bill’s favorite Scriptures is:  John 10:10

From the Pit to Salvation

11 Apr

My Take

DiVoran Lites

My bones burn like wood in the fire.

My days dissipate like smoke.

I listen for Christ’s voice.

And flee to the heights of God’s Light:

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

The Seamstresses in my House-Part 5

10 Apr

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

I remember there were four of us girls from church and high school that hung around together.  (The following pictures are all from our Senior year books)

That’s me!
Shirley

Jerrie
Nan

I don’t remember if ALL of us tried to wear clothing alike, but I do know that one of the girls and myself tried to be “twins.”  For instance, I remember that we both made gray corduroy full-circle skirts (lot of crinolines underneath the skirt!), that we paired with a soft pink sweater, and probably a scarf around our neck.  I just wish I had a picture of that, but I don’t!  Shucks!  In any case, I was learning how to make a skirt with a zipper in the side.  Zippers were difficult for me to sew in place.  It was a learning experience, for sure.

Here is a picture of Fred and me in 1960 – but before our wedding.  I was to sing at the wedding of one of my best friends – one of those four friends I mentioned above.  I made the skirt out of some kind of shimmery, iridescent fabric, and paired it with a soft knit top.  I was getting better at those zippers!

While I didn’t sew this particular suit, it became one of my favorites.  It was a soft gabardine fabric, with a white cotton collar.  Here is a picture of me in that suit, along with my fiancé Fred.  

Here is a picture of me kissing my new father-in-law goodbye, just before Fred and I left for our honeymoon.  Apparently Fred’s mother and sister thought that was hilarious!  I had made my going-away outfit, out of a cotton-blend fabric, in light aqua.  The dress itself was smooth fabric, while the jacket was textured, but in the same color.  It was quite comfortable to sew and wear. 

 Here is a black-and-white picture of Fred and me as we were ready to leave the church.  I regret now that we didn’t have those pictures done in color rather that black-and-white.

While we received many gifts for our wedding, one of the things that I enjoyed the most was from my Mother and Dad – my own sewing machine!  I don’t know where Mom found it, but it was an old treadle sewing machine which had been made into an electric machine.  Someone had removed the attachment that made the treadle, but attached a motor to it.  It was so old that it had a long bobbin,

Credit Google Search and Treadle Lady

rather than the round ones we use now.

Credit Google Search

I had never seen one before, but I certainly learned how to use it – and use it I did in the several years following.

Credit Pixabay

Following our wedding, we made our way from Albuquerque, New Mexico, to Fort Worth, Texas, where Fred was to attend Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary (SWBTS).  We eventually stayed there for four years.  That sewing machine came in quite handy during that time.  And also during that time, Fred’s Dad had been assigned to Hawaii as a Chaplain.  He took quite a few trips during his assignment there, and on one of his trips, he purchased some beautiful Thai silk that he sent to us.  I made this dress from that Thai silk, and wore it many years, in comfort.  It was a lovely fabric.

~~~~~~~~~~To Be Continued~~~~~~~~~~

Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .

  Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.

After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson and a great-granddaughter. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

Our Parents-Love Locked

4 Apr

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Ivan

1922, Ivan and Dora meet at a dance held by The Benevolent and Protective Order of Elks 

Both families came from somewhere else.

The children play together, first grade, Washington School.

1930, Dora falls in love with Ivan. He has curly hair.

He works, fishes hunts, and gets into mischief.

Dora waits and dates Benny, a sweet, penniless orphan, but she waits for Ivan.

Dates Harold, who adores her,  but she waits for Ivan.

1937 Still the depression, Ivan leaves Canon City and moves to Lovelock, Nevada, to work as a butcher.

1937 Ivan needs somebody and sends money for Dora to come.

She buys the rose gold, three-diamond-hearts wedding ring they discussed in a letter once. 

And departs on the first Trailways bus, ever, through Canon, City, Colorado.

 She gets off the bus and turns expectantly to the sound of Ivan’s whistle.

She works with Black Foot Indian Women at the laundry.  

He works for Safeway. She walks him home from work on payday so he won’t linger.

Lingering, she says, is no way to get ahead.

For better, for worse, infighting and in peace, for richer or poorer.

She never takes off the ring.

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

Texas Bluebonnts

3 Apr

Sunday Memories

Judy Wills

“It’s that time of year again, for me to re-post this blog.”                                              

                                    

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Some of my family is from Texas – actually my brother and I were born in Dallas, but moved to Albuquerque, New Mexico when we were small children. But my mother’s mother (Granny) and her oldest daughter, Jessie, lived in San Antonio for many years.

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Consequently, I had known about the Texas Bluebonnets for longer than I really knew what they were.

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Even though Fred and I lived in Fort Worth for many years, it wasn’t until we moved to San Antonio that I really knew about the Texas Bluebonnets. And they are AMAZING! They have been adopted as the state flower of Texas.

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On the internet I found this: As historian Jack Maguire so aptly wrote, “It’s not only the state flower but also a kind of floral trademark almost as well known to outsiders as cowboy boots and the Stetson hat.” He goes on to affirm that “The bluebonnet is to Texas what the shamrock is to Ireland, the cherry blossom to Japan, the lily to France, the rose to England and the tulip to Holland.”  Well said.

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When Springtime comes to Texas – from the Dallas/Fort Worth area down to the Corpus Christi area – the Bluebonnets are in full bloom, from late March to mid-April. They are the most dainty, beautiful flower, and we’ve see just fields and fields of them – like a blanket of blue in some cases. I’ve been sent many pictures of them via e-mail through the years, and have enjoyed seeing them all.

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There is even one of Bluebonnets in the snow! Must have been a late storm – although Dallas/Fort Worth can have abundant snow in early Spring.

When we moved from San Antonio to Florida, I took some Bluebonnet seeds with me and planted them, hoping for some lovely spring flowers to remind me of Texas. No such luck! As I’ve just gleaned from google, they must be planted in the fall and have to have the wind, rain, and cold weather to make them leap forth in the Spring. And the panhandle of Florida just doesn’t have that kind of winter weather. Shucks! Oh well, I then planted strawberry plants and they did very well.

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But the Texas Bluebonnet is a source of great pride for Texas – as if they needed something else! And they are just a beautiful side of Texas that most don’t know about. I think a lot of people think of Texas as dusty, flat, and unimaginative. But it is full of great differences, including some of the most beautiful flowers in God’s creation.

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                       I’m just so glad I was able to see them, and enjoy their beauty.

For the beauty of the earth
For the glory of the skies,
For the love which from our birth
Over and around us lies.

Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .

  Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.

After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson and a great-granddaughter. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

Holy Spirit

28 Mar

My Take

DiVoran Lites

I satisfy your soul with good things 

So that you become an ember of light

And warmth to those who need love and attention.

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

The Seamstresses in My House-Part 4

27 Mar

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

When I was about 13 years old, it became a fashion to have a circular skirt made out of felt.  Granny made quite a few of them for me.  Here is one in fuchsia. 

She also made one of a beautiful turquoise that I wore when I was older.

And she made one of red, for me to be in the Christmas parade in downtown Albuquerque one year. 

Judy and best friend, Shirley

I was in Jefferson Junior High School at the time, and we each had a placard with a letter that spelled out J E F F E R S O N.

 And of course, all those skirts had layers of crinoline (petticoats) under the skirt to make them stand out, rather than lay flat, but that was the “style” back in those days.  Either crinolines or hoops under the skirts.

I do remember about that same time, that Mother had a gentleman come by the house and display clothing for us.  He was physically handicapped, and this was his living.  We purchased quite a bit of clothing from him.  This green and black plaid skirt with the green sweater was one of those purchases.  The skirt was a light-weight wool.

This blue skirt and sweater in wool is another example. 

He carried quality merchandise, and we were glad to give him our business.

Here I am in my Easter finery in 1955.  I wish I could remember just what the fabric was, but I don’t, perhaps some kind of acetate, but definitely not satin.  I seem to remember it was a soft, silky and shiny fabric, and was so very comfortable to wear.  I am sure that either Granny or Mother made it for me.  It is a fairly simple design.

Bill and Judy

Here I am in another dress in 1956 (I was 15 at the time).  It was store-bought, as I remember, and was sort of a polished cotton.  Looks like I had a hoop under the skirt, perhaps with some crinolines to make the skirt stand out.

Here I am in my High School Senior dress.

Mother and I went shopping for a dress for me for Graduation.  I tried on dress after dress, but when I put this one on…we both looked at each other as if to say – “that’s the one!”  It was pink and pretty, and fit me just right.  This particular picture was taken at one of my wedding showers, so apparently I hadn’t put on too much weight (and inches) that I could still wear it.  I really loved that dress!

Here is a picture of our wedding party.

I am wearing my Mother’s wedding dress made with a lace overlay

I had the girls wear white, along with the candle lighters (sisters) and the flower girl.  Fred’s mother made the dresses for his sisters, and either Granny or Mother made DiVoran’s dress.  They were made from a soft, silky fabric, not stiff like taffeta, but softer, again perhaps an acetate.

The Christmas before we married in June, Fred, my parents and I drove from Albuquerque to Los Angeles, California to spend Christmas with my brother Bill, and his wife DiVoran.  I had been sewing quite a few things by this time, and one of the dresses I had made was this one in this picture.  It was a cotton fabric.

 My Dad and Fred are there with me.  I had heard that sewing plaid fabrics were quite difficult, but I didn’t find it so difficult to match up, as this dress shows.  I sewed quite a few plaid garments throughout my lifetime, and never really found them to be all that difficult.

~~~~~~~~~~To Be Continued~~~~~~~~~~

Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .

  Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.

After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson and a great-granddaughter. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

It’s Been a While

22 Mar

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

I knew it had been awhile since I wrote a blog, but I am kind of shocked I haven’t written anything since last January. February first brought pre-op visits, surgeries, post op visits, loss of a family member and a lot more, I think you get the picture.

But good things happened too. A twenty year broken family relationship was restored and my heart is dancing with delight. Only God could have healed done it.

I wear funky old people sunglasses that fit over my glasses because I am not responsible enough to remember where I put the glasses I take off to wear shades. Due to an eye condition I have to wear sun shades that do a great job at filtering UV rays and they are expensive. To my dismay I realized my sunglasses were fraying and needed to be replaced. I took them to the optical office where I had purchased them in 2019 to order a new pair and received a wonderful surprise. The glasses were covered with a lifetime warranty! I filled out an online warranty claim on March 18th and received a new pair on March 21st. Amazing! The brand name is Cocoons and I highly recommend them.

Coccoons

Monday was promising to be typical of most days since the first of February, appointments and a tight schedule. I had the day planned. The first item of my to do list was a failure. The office where I needed to drop off my tax paperwork was unexpectedly closed until noon. (note on door). Fortunately our daughter was off work for the day and volunteered to drop them off later. The second and third tasks went pretty smoothly and I thought the 4th one had gone smoothly too, but not so much. The fourth and final errand before going to an out of town doctor appointment was to stop at Publix Grocery. A quick grab and go for some fresh green beans for our supper. My husband is on special diet and can’t eat much, but he can eat green beans.

The grab part went well and my husband agreed to snap the beans while I put laundry in to wash and made his lunch. Then I pulled the beans from the package. G R O S S. They looked fine but…they were slimy. My first thought was I don’t have time to go back to the store.

My second thought was, I’m calling Publix. For those not familiar with the store, they are a great grocery chain and take pride in their products. I wanted to alert them to the problem since I wouldn’t be taking mine back for at least a day. When I spoke with the manager she offered to replace them, which I knew they would. I told her I had a tight schedule and couldn’t return to the store in time to prepare and serve them. She offered to have them delivered right away. Wow!

Probably less than 15 minutes passed before there was a knock on the door. Too soon for Publix I thought. Our daughter answered the door and there stood the produce manager of the store, with a grocery bag in one hand and flowers in the other! Who does that?

The rest of the day went smoothly. We made it to the doctor appointment, took out a loan to fill up the car with gas (joking about the loan.) and even ran the car through a free car wash. My husband had green bean for his supper and I was happy that the doctor had told us the end of his restrictive diet is near.

Life happens with its joys and difficulties and sometimes my mind is too muddled to put coherent words together. I am thankful for my fellow bloggers, dear friends who keep the blog going.

Today is a new day with new challenges. I don’t think the day will end with flowers, but, you never know what sprinkle of joy God has planned for us.

Worries

21 Mar

My Take

DIVoran Lites

Worries are a cause for sin.

Right away, when I begin

I carry them where they’ll harm,

And cause my soul the most alarm.

God says he wants to have the task

Of doing more than I can ask.

“Admit it, daughter, come to me.

I’ll share new thoughts and set you free.”

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

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