How old nighmares are a blessing

last night I made a big mistake. I went to bed by ten O'clock. That means I woke up at four A.M.

So what do I do in this half awake four A.M., blur? I think about my life. I don't know why, but I remembered some nightmares I had fifteen, years ago.

Maybe three or four times I had the same nightmare, were I'm divorced from my wife. I don't remember what happened in those terrible dreams, but I do remember that feeling of loneliness that I felt when I first woke up. Replaced by the joy I felt, when I noticed my bride, stirring next to me. When it comes time to "count my many blessings", I always put my wife, Sharlene, at the top of my list, thanks to a couple of nightmares.

But thats not all. Some time around five in the morning, a song started floating around in my head. I was only joking, by Rod Stewart. One of lines form that song, might just fit this blog, too well. "Cause what I'm doing, must be wrong. Pouring my heart out in a song. Holding up for prosperity, for the whole d**n world too see". That's just who I am.

love for now - Boyd

I missed Mothers day picks.

I still can't slow down but wanted to post some Mothers Day pictures, before next Mothers Day.


The Mother of my children has a lovely smile, doesn't she?


And my Mother looks good too. It was fun spending time with my Mother and my Wife. But next time I won't bring genealogy, so my Wife won't be as bored.


A short post tonight and as always, I'm late wishing you all a happy Mothers day. Next week I will be wishing my brother, happy birthday (his birthday was last Thursday).

A week goes by

Another week goes by and I think I,m still liven lavica loca. There is always some thing doing. Today is Mothers day and Last night, we gave a party for Shar's Mom. Today there is visits to my Mother and so on.

Here is Shar's Mom, Carole and Shar's sister, Chris.





And here is a picture of the world famous ( in my world anyway) Mathew.















Michelle and Malissa (all the other pictures I took, showed that Malissa is seven and a half months pregnant, so I didn't use any of those pictures).



Justin, with out a computer in his face (a very rare site).









Amy, lookin like Amy does.



And last, but never least, ( drum roll please) Sharlene.

You may notice a few tools in the background. Thats because, I got this crazy idea to rebuild, again, the upper end of my pond. It is some thing that I have wanted to do for a long time, but shouldn't have tried to do it on a party day. Especially when I worked fifteen hours days, on Thursday and Friday.

I did get half of it done, with Justin's help. And the sound of the creek, with some water falls, now, did make for a very relaxing evening.

I think that waters ponds is the wrong hobby for me. You get it lookin good, then feel like you have to add to it. With this new area at the top, I figure I am around 2,200 gallons and will be adding another 300 gallons soon. Now, if I get when of those survival filter pumps, I will have my year supply of water and fresh fish for about a month. Well maybe not the fish. It's hard to eat something that you have named.

I think that I have just traveled into rambling, so I will bid you ado'. Next blog, maybe I will put you too sleep with some oenology. Love Boyd

Pergola Pics

I thought that I would take a moment and show some of the pics of the pergola.

We went from this-





-to this.











OK the angle shot was a little more flattering, with the pond and all. But just the same, not a bad little out door oasis. A few nick nacks, outdoor furniture and some misting hose, Mom won't have a reason to go back into the house. Until next years snow, anyway. She is going to plant climbing roses on the pergola, after she paints it white. I love the color of redwood, but white will match her house better.

Hope you like the pics. by for now-Boyd

Livin Large, and Lovin It.

Haven't had to much rest lately and I am lovin' it. I will tell you that, when you are this busy, you give more thanks for the sabbath day, as a day of rest.

This is my live. I go from unemployed too everyday, running night and day. Did I mention how much I like Sundays? Funny thing is, I don't believe I have any less energy, now, then when I was unemployed.

I don't know if I am busy because there is no rest for the wicked, or if this is just a fluke in my personal time line. I do know that life is very good to me. I can also tell you that I feel the hand of providence, preparing me for something. What I do not know. But what ever it is, I will most likely be very busy.

By for now - Boyd

P.S.-The doors are a metaphor.