"You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is about the end of any nation.

You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it."
Dr. Adrian Rogers 1931-2005

Monday, November 30, 2015

Generations

Bill and First went to Las Vegas to bring back his dad for two weeks. One week his dad spent in El Paso with his Tia, and this week Bill's dad is spending  with us.  I grabbed the camera and took some photos of the generations as it is something pretty neat!
First and Abuelito
 

Abuelito, Fourth, Papa (Bill), and the newest grandbaby for Bill and
I and the newest great grandbaby for Abuelito. 
 
Four generations. 
 (Bill's dad, Third, Third's son, Bill)
Four generations.
(Bill's dad, Bill, Second's son, Second)



Saturday, November 28, 2015

Its that time of year again

where I take the annual photo of the goof troop.  I am certain it is mighty annoying but for those in the world that may not have such a close sibling group or happy childhood memories, this annual photo is a place where comfort is found.  For my babies and their loves and wee ones, it is a place where Bill and I take comfort knowing the entire picture and how hard we have worked to be the family we are.  As we have gotten older, we know that it is entirely because of our Creator that we are able to be as strong, as loving, as firm, and as united as we are.

With that brief introduction here are the photos.  I prefer outtakes so for the blog more outtakes will be shown than the pics I will put up on the family tree wall (something in the works).
Yep. The annual sign as well! For the record, this is the
first time we have celebrated Thanksgiving in New Mexico
with rain and it is still raining.

The driveway was backed up with cars and the house
had this line up.  I loved it.

Oh and the passengers of the previous photo.
Grandson's #1 and #2!!!

Fourth

Third, his wife and sweet wee one.

Second, his wife and wee one. 

The preps of the annual photo. 

First was taking this. Not cropped but the before.
Looks good for how many pics of laughing occurred.

The family room filled with family.  Oh and Bubboo...(you know)

The moment we sat the two down together
it was pretty neat to take pictures of the aunties, the mommy's
and daddy's taking this photo.  Well there were many photos
of the boys together. 
I loved how excited everyone was to capture this memory.
 

These babies get lots of snugglies.

Cracks me up how stinkin' adorable these two are.
Love the piggly wigglies and the ever so large keds.

The babies took the show this year, as I think they will from
now on as we all talked about the next gathering and what they
will be saying.  As a news update grandson #1 said Mama for the first 
time yesterday! Woohoo!

I am going to share a story as I close this post.  I went to the grocery last week and as I was checking out, I wished the clerk a Happy Thanksgiving.  She told me nope, she is done, 47 years of making the dinner and NO MORE, she is going to the hills 4 wheeling.  I told her have a great time, but she made me really think.  You see, to her the day was a burden.   I was sad by this thought.  For Bill and I this was our 28th Thanksgiving.  Maybe four times have we celebrated with family outside this group as we have lived so far from them.  We made the day important with games, fun, food, and pretty much just gathering with people who love us as is.  The past few years I have slowly been delegating to the kids part of the meal so we all share the load.  This year I did not use my oven at all and only used the burner for gravy. It was remarkably easy.  I used a roaster oven for the turkey and a crockpot for the stuffing and made a few sides and deserts, and the kids each brought much food as well.  We decided that next year the meal will be at First's home, and then down the line and back to Bill and I in 4 years.  No one should be burdened by spending the day with family.  I feel very sad for that clerk as either she did not share the work, or did not ask for help from her loved ones.  If one wants to learn how to cook, this is a great meal to experiment on with those that will laugh with you if it burns.  The day should never become a day of frustration and I pray that for the farm family it continues to be a day where we gather, laugh, love, and enjoy each and every one of us.  

To First and love, Second and love, Third and love, Fourth, and the precious grandsons
Thank you from Dad and I, 
You really do make each passing day one of hope and everlasting as you carry on
us.

We love you so much.
Dad and Mom
Papa and Gigi 

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

No need for a time machine

as I can see tomorrow~today because of two cuties:
It takes but 
one look.  One deep intense thoughtful look
in the eyes of a four month old~

or even a pondering glance beyond by a nearly 
one month old~and I see the future
and it is wonderful.


Pole (Bob)Cat

On the far south side of the property near an old pen~
the dogs had a bobcat up on a fence post.

This is the first one we have seen in the daylight in a while.
Usually we see them near the front gates high up on the gate post
as the dogs are pretty good at their jobs.

 

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Cleaning the air one

hawk at a time.  While I was driving the other day, I saw
a hawk in a puddle.  
At first I was concerned that it was injured because
I drove up quite close.

Then I realized that the hawk was enjoying a bit of
a bath and thereby ensuring that the pollution caused
by hawks would be reduced~ shwew.

The hawk wasn't ready to finish

and only flew a bit ahead, perhaps hoping I would allow
for him to finish.

  
We had a sort of stand off. 

I really did want him to win, but I had to continue on.
(I hope he pulled the plug on the puddle)