The Gift of a Peaceful Moment

A pretty view of the James River and something pretty to listen to from my ringers. Enjoy a few minutes of relaxation!



These are exciting times for the JoyBell Ringers. Two weeks ago, we were interviewed by our local paper, the Galax Gazette and tonight I had another interview for an article about homeschoolers and handbells that will appear in Overtones, the publication of the American Guild of English Handbell Ringers. Better get in lines, folks for our world tour!

Lead Me On

A Berry Good Time

And tomorrow, I make cobbler: YUM!

There's much more to ramble on about: a little progress here in Mudville, my week at music camp, and a sweet hike (as you can see) last night. But for now, I'm headed to bed!

Pure Genius

Congratulations, Dear Readers!! You are all officially geniuses!
As for me, though . . .ummm . . . duh . . . riting is rilly hard.

Corey, Corey!

I can't believe my baby, Corey, is a senior now. But age does have it's privileges!

Zonkey and Zorse

Pretty strange, huh? Cute, though!

Faces of VBS

Summertime in a Baptist church means Vacation Bible School!! Here are some faces from our VBS tonight.

Light My Fire

Little Fire:


Inferno: (the handiwork of my son, the future fireman!)

I'm wondering . . .which of my offspring can correctly identify the "H" shaped object?

Happy Birthday, USA!

Mud, Glorious, Mud!

ROAR-R-R-R!!! Jigsaw Puzzle

This is what happens to mild-mannered women who have had their fill of mud! One person asked the question, "Where's the mud?" To which I reply,

"Here."

. . .and here,

. . .and here, grrr!!!!!

here, too . . .

now multiply that!

Bridge over the River Red

ROARRRR!!!!!!!!

Here a little, there a little, everywhere: MUD!

The one shot I took in the yard that does NOT have any mud in it! I had to practically lay on my back and shoot straight up to get it.

Some other changes around here that are all part of the master plan. Amy, these 2 shots are for you! I know you will be proud of us!

My son, the master builder, who will save us from disorganized clutter.

Noah's Flood

I should be thankful that I don't have that much mud!

Today was a near massacre on the Gully Creek Trail hike at Cumberland Knob. I nearly killed the the two good women who were hiking with me (somehow they overlooked the stout "strenuous Trail" warning sign at the trail head. Then I nearly had to kill all the boys for running ahead and disregarding instructions. Today's hike was the final nail in the coffin for poor Corey's knee. So, out of 10 starters, only Alaina and I arrived unscathed.