tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27691850200354923962024-03-12T19:47:04.262-07:00closer to the cloudslorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.comBlogger238125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-7871678205912222952012-04-04T14:21:00.000-07:002012-04-04T14:22:33.633-07:00tombs and beauty<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3RuMc3Guh4/T3y7fjqtkbI/AAAAAAAAIG0/arfcgGnM3BI/s1600/IMG_4258-001.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3RuMc3Guh4/T3y7fjqtkbI/AAAAAAAAIG0/arfcgGnM3BI/s400/IMG_4258-001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5727658976933155250" border="0" /></a>lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-12430340891037238062012-03-18T09:38:00.001-07:002012-03-18T09:39:40.081-07:00not minethey weren't my bees...just other bees enjoying the leftover honey...not sure I can hear the song the emptiness sings right nowlorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-52014660084238338862012-03-13T14:18:00.002-07:002012-03-13T13:25:05.337-07:00how emptiness sings...the bow is on the strings...and the tune resonates in the open space...to show us how emptiness sings...glory to God...he writes my story into his song...my life for the glory of God...my bow is on the strings...I'm beginning to learn where to find the words to the song that emptiness sings<br /><br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pIv3rGa5pAQ" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"></iframe>lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-14347646381126608742012-03-06T12:34:00.001-08:002012-03-06T12:45:51.167-08:00erasing doubt<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyuE9Itad0uEPo2yALT_a8qB9ZHwqc9zuv1dCwnakcJVMzANv_66Ke7QsocagBVUFX_2MCqawNzm3s1HBJWOw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-88578183387989329492012-03-06T07:18:00.001-08:002012-03-06T07:19:53.838-08:00tough<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><br /><br />How to make a butterfly look tough...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uXMOJ5hJYbc/T1Yq3SQSyXI/AAAAAAAAIGo/QpSG7w5jNKo/s1600/2012-03-05_19-30-27_844.jpg"><img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uXMOJ5hJYbc/T1Yq3SQSyXI/AAAAAAAAIGo/QpSG7w5jNKo/s400/2012-03-05_19-30-27_844.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" border="0" align="middle" /></a></div>lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-18691120548387003342012-03-05T15:51:00.001-08:002012-03-05T15:53:05.751-08:00this day (68 degrees) has enticed the bees from their winter vault...life emerges once again...how deeply grateful I amlorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-4449426547921614182012-01-13T11:43:00.000-08:002012-01-13T11:47:34.523-08:00gentle giant<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tnvQ2Jy1rW8/TxCKMZ9wFKI/AAAAAAAAIGU/0avCfrvHL2c/s1600/IMG_0863.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tnvQ2Jy1rW8/TxCKMZ9wFKI/AAAAAAAAIGU/0avCfrvHL2c/s400/IMG_0863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697205474356630690" border="0" /></a><br />I have decided that Owen has an elephant spirit about him. He is researching and studying elephants right now and earlier today we read this together...<br /><br />"Elephants are powerful, but they are also sensitive, intelligent creatures that live in close, caring families. They are strong enough to topple a tree but gentle enough to pick a flower with their trunks."<br /><br />Owen is definitely part elephant.lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-46935822334953132302012-01-10T17:15:00.000-08:002012-01-10T17:24:53.370-08:0064Today's high temperature was 64. This number is important to me today for 2 reasons. The first is because it meant I was blessed to see the bees fly in the middle of January. The second is my kids ran around the back yard, with some of the best of friends, like crazy people.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PJN606dRQn8/TwzknfQ_BeI/AAAAAAAAIGI/15D7fyte6vg/s1600/070422190612.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 369px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PJN606dRQn8/TwzknfQ_BeI/AAAAAAAAIGI/15D7fyte6vg/s400/070422190612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696178995775604194" border="0" /></a><br />Tomorrow it will be snowing and 24. I will find a reason for that to be important to me tomorrow.lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-51394368716447796582012-01-07T13:36:00.000-08:002012-01-07T13:37:48.868-08:00spacesthe tea is hot<br />the snow falls<br />the noise of children is hushed for now<br />the book is worth it<br />the man is near<br />the space is goodlorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-80688743912673708862012-01-06T13:16:00.000-08:002012-01-06T13:20:47.858-08:00better late than never<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cOo9DV7wyZU/Twdlc9nHA2I/AAAAAAAAIFw/guTkWgwEw-s/s1600/IMG_0952-2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cOo9DV7wyZU/Twdlc9nHA2I/AAAAAAAAIFw/guTkWgwEw-s/s400/IMG_0952-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694631802082624354" border="0" /></a><br />The new year begins...ready or not...<br /><br />Life needs to be simple right now. <br />This is good.lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-7057565450636049362012-01-02T20:21:00.000-08:002012-01-06T13:22:42.318-08:00the wise youthMark was having a particularly challenging day...<br />Ethan says "Dad, you just need to drink lots of water and stay calm."lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-30089684701796579322011-12-26T19:23:00.000-08:002012-01-06T13:25:54.893-08:00my girls<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VCdMWyXikK8/TwdmvqX3VxI/AAAAAAAAIF8/r2aOb6OxeVY/s1600/A%2Band%2BE2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VCdMWyXikK8/TwdmvqX3VxI/AAAAAAAAIF8/r2aOb6OxeVY/s400/A%2Band%2BE2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694633222847551250" border="0" /></a>lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-3307115795102102022011-06-07T07:29:00.000-07:002011-06-07T07:51:17.417-07:00old school<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2o3sazzcus/Te46vOGFIAI/AAAAAAAAICo/pbXVHq8JmuY/s1600/IMG_2902-1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2o3sazzcus/Te46vOGFIAI/AAAAAAAAICo/pbXVHq8JmuY/s400/IMG_2902-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615490368289447938" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QIbHdR9C8-k/Te46ukOc3RI/AAAAAAAAICg/unJjAaKB8Mg/s1600/IMG_2901-1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QIbHdR9C8-k/Te46ukOc3RI/AAAAAAAAICg/unJjAaKB8Mg/s400/IMG_2901-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615490357050268946" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IxX9qPLWbSg/Te46vp3QrNI/AAAAAAAAICw/7YddsLGhBLY/s1600/IMG_2906-1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IxX9qPLWbSg/Te46vp3QrNI/AAAAAAAAICw/7YddsLGhBLY/s400/IMG_2906-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615490375743483090" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q5TdkJRvr60/Te42CRT7yUI/AAAAAAAAICY/rp_e09yf_rA/s1600/IMG_2901-2.JPG"><br /></a>lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-45768884084953520962011-05-17T08:18:00.000-07:002011-06-07T07:52:47.031-07:00winning combo<strong> "<span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: normal;">a curious mother and a library card can offer a stellar education</span>"<br />~<span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Ann Voskamp</span></span><br /></strong>lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-32695429930846670042011-04-27T19:26:00.000-07:002011-06-07T07:53:18.296-07:00in the darkThis has been a quiet season of hidden work...a place of abiding in the quiet, even the dark...jewels being found in a mine. But, life emerges none the less.<br /><br />These are some pictures of our new colony of bees and the beautiful art they have created since we were privileged enough to receive them in the middle of April. They are at work on 6 different combs. So much is done in the dark...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SuaJo-yJEwc/TbjRt_e2PsI/AAAAAAAAIAI/1lGO_IxUZQM/s1600/IMG_2696.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SuaJo-yJEwc/TbjRt_e2PsI/AAAAAAAAIAI/1lGO_IxUZQM/s400/IMG_2696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600456724700348098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">10,000+ bees at work</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldKTillEWAA/TbjRu7HtN5I/AAAAAAAAIAg/-u3rnzcuzt8/s1600/IMG_2711.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldKTillEWAA/TbjRu7HtN5I/AAAAAAAAIAg/-u3rnzcuzt8/s400/IMG_2711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600456740709414802" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">some capped brood comb</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xZH6VJzttrA/TbjRuW7f3hI/AAAAAAAAIAY/-hqDHybsZFk/s1600/IMG_2710.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xZH6VJzttrA/TbjRuW7f3hI/AAAAAAAAIAY/-hqDHybsZFk/s400/IMG_2710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600456730994531858" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Queen Phoebe - top middle<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rK7MDIJ3lR8/TbjRuDvGobI/AAAAAAAAIAQ/OxfZniO09RQ/s1600/IMG_2700.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rK7MDIJ3lR8/TbjRuDvGobI/AAAAAAAAIAQ/OxfZniO09RQ/s400/IMG_2700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600456725842272690" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">one of the larger combs</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b3GKFYu8vOA/TbjRvIAX_aI/AAAAAAAAIAo/PhmqjPBuWFE/s1600/IMG_2714.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b3GKFYu8vOA/TbjRvIAX_aI/AAAAAAAAIAo/PhmqjPBuWFE/s400/IMG_2714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600456744168324514" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">perspective on size of the comb...fat middle finger from a sting</span><br /></span></div>lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-30349285742968187182011-01-02T17:40:00.000-08:002011-01-02T17:46:30.549-08:00fakingEthan: Dad, I am going to stop doing the fake brushing.<br />Mark: Huh?<br />E: My teeth! Usually, I just turn on the water. Rub, my hands on my shirt so it sounds like I am brushing and then tap my toothbrush on the side of the sink so it sounds like I am getting the water out of my toothbrush.<br />M: Wait a second, are you revealing your secrets for getting around the system.<br />E: Yes I am because I am not going to do it any more. I am getting cavities from it.<br />M: How many times have you done it?<br />E: 6lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-12784048224685539582010-12-17T12:43:00.000-08:002010-12-17T12:46:12.061-08:00author<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MsLzJlvVgns/TQvLjYL7niI/AAAAAAAAH9I/dc3pDy-S5Wo/s1600/IMG_2198.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MsLzJlvVgns/TQvLjYL7niI/AAAAAAAAH9I/dc3pDy-S5Wo/s400/IMG_2198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551754774312623650" border="0" /></a><br />Today was Fairy Tale Day for Ethan's last day of school before the winter break. He wrote his own fairy tale. Surpirsed he named it "The Brave Little Boy"? Not me!<br /><br />I noticed on his title page he had edited it (with an eraser). The original title was "Brave Little Ethan". At least he doesn't have any doubts about what's inside him!lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-53489914136935220772010-12-16T05:59:00.000-08:002010-12-17T12:42:15.714-08:00slower<p>"Whenever Christmas begins to burden, it’s a sign that I’ve taken on something of the world and not of Christ.</p> <p><strong>Christ the Babe comes in Christmas as Christ the Savior comes on the Cross — seeking only our embrace. </strong></p> <p>What if I laid down efforts and expectations, perfectionism and performance, and simply waited with arms and heart and eyes wide open?</p> ...The slower we take the days of Advent, the more places we find Christ and Christmas — and the Light that warms."<br /><br />~ Ann Voskamp<br /><p><br /></p>lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-49677572560629968062010-12-15T12:42:00.000-08:002010-12-17T12:43:02.988-08:00merry christmas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MsLzJlvVgns/TQvLQwVXwoI/AAAAAAAAH9A/DBYh1GPvxX0/s1600/photo.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MsLzJlvVgns/TQvLQwVXwoI/AAAAAAAAH9A/DBYh1GPvxX0/s400/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551754454377153154" border="0" /></a>lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-76593204594561191692010-12-08T05:46:00.000-08:002010-12-08T06:20:25.612-08:00silence<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">December 3 - Celtic Daily Prayer</span></span><br /><br />"It seems strange to say, but what can help modern man find the answers to his own mystery and the mystery of Him in whose image he is created, is silence, solitude - in a word, the desert...If we are always to be available, not only physically, but by empathy, sympathy, friendship, understanding, boundless 'caritas' (means dearness, high price. By extension it may take on the meaning of affection, esteem, love. But that love is the altruistic kind, of charity owards others), we need silence. To be able to give joyous, unflagging hopsitality, not only of house and food, but of mind, heart, body and soul, we need silence.<br /><br />True silence is the search of any person for God.<br /><br />True silence is a suspension bridge that a soul in love with God builds across the dark, frightening gullies of its own mind, the strange chasms of temptation, the depth-less precipices of its own fears that impede its way to God.<br /><br />True silence is the speech of lovers. For only love knows its beauty, completeness, and utter joy.<br /><br />True silence is a garden enclosed, where alone the soul can meet its God. It is a sealed fountain that He alone can unseal to slake the soul's infinite thirst for him."<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MsLzJlvVgns/TP-UBxlykYI/AAAAAAAAH8Y/uzRc-OPOfbg/s1600/garden.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MsLzJlvVgns/TP-UBxlykYI/AAAAAAAAH8Y/uzRc-OPOfbg/s400/garden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548316024156361090" border="0" /></a><br />Isaiah 58:11 <span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">NLT</span></span><br />The L<span style="font-variant: small-caps;">ord</span> will guide you continually,<br /> giving you water when you are dry<br /> and restoring your strength.<br />You will be like a well-watered garden,<br /> like an ever-flowing spring.<br />Some of you will rebuild the deserted ruins of your cities.<br /> Then you will be known as a rebuilder of walls<br /> and a restorer of homes.lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-44113186178335445982010-12-01T20:18:00.000-08:002010-12-01T20:19:23.015-08:00wonderful indeed“Christ will come to you offering His consolation, if you prepare a fit dwelling for Him in your heart, whose beauty and glory, wherein He takes delight, are all from within. His visits with the inward man are frequent, His communion sweet and full of consolation, His peace great, and His intimacy wonderful indeed.”<br /><br />~ <span style="font-style: italic;">Thomas A Kempis</span>lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-29654550352343143762010-11-10T19:34:00.001-08:002010-11-10T19:34:41.177-08:00soak“Soak continually in the one great truth of which you have had a vision; take it to bed with you, sleep with it, rise up in the morning with it. Continually bring your imagination into captivity to it and slowly and surely as the months and years go by, God will make you one of His specialists in that particular truth.”<br /><br />-Oswald Chamberslorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-81429397219578094062010-11-03T06:16:00.000-07:002010-11-03T11:39:08.272-07:00face paint gone badWe had a lovely weekend celebrating all things fall. Unfortunately, Audrey had a run-in with face paint that we will hopefully not repeat. After enjoying a "princess face" for most of the day on Sunday we cleaned her face before bed but apparently the damage to her precious skin was already done. She woke Monday morning looking like this (and not very interested in getting her picture taken)...<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MsLzJlvVgns/TNGrjcy8y_I/AAAAAAAAH7k/QrZFA05rkgw/s1600/IMG_2082.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MsLzJlvVgns/TNGrjcy8y_I/AAAAAAAAH7k/QrZFA05rkgw/s400/IMG_2082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535394042528713714" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MsLzJlvVgns/TNGrjKUcxaI/AAAAAAAAH7c/uS1XzaWaNn0/s1600/IMG_2081.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MsLzJlvVgns/TNGrjKUcxaI/AAAAAAAAH7c/uS1XzaWaNn0/s400/IMG_2081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535394037568947618" border="0" /></a>...OUCH!!lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-60011605132949327172010-10-13T12:52:00.000-07:002010-10-13T13:22:58.867-07:00not only beautiful<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MsLzJlvVgns/TLYUzAKQGwI/AAAAAAAAH6c/4C-UJqTe46o/s1600/IMG_1891-1.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MsLzJlvVgns/TLYUzAKQGwI/AAAAAAAAH6c/4C-UJqTe46o/s400/IMG_1891-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527628459092744962" border="0" /></a><br />Today my little beauty is 4!<br /><br />I was writing about her this morning...musing over her short but full life...and came to the conclusion that she actually knows herself very well...which I consider quite an accomplishment when you are 4. I know this about her because the song we hear her singing most often is...<br /><br />"I'm not only beautiful...I'm extra, extra tough" (but she says "exter" which makes it all the more cute if that is even possible)<br /><br />This is very true of Audrey. Her beauty spills out of her over and over again but so does her strength. I am so delighted in the image of God she bears.<br /><br />Happy Birthday to my Audrey-girl.lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769185020035492396.post-46709089759953726582010-10-06T13:33:00.000-07:002010-10-06T13:34:24.202-07:00those chineseUnless we change our direction, we are likely to end up where we are headed.<br />~ <span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Chinese Proverb</span></span>lorriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11243948707927766614noreply@blogger.com2