Arney bought me this sweet little camera a couple of days ago. I am still learning how to use it, it is really fun. It is only 31/2 inches wide and 2 inches tall. Perfect to have in my purse. I have a larger camera and I hate to stuff it into my bag. I will take more pictures, at least I plan too. It is a new toy.... I just had to share this with you since we all take pictures, we will see how it does.
10 days and 8 pounds lost....I am happy with that:)
Friday, January 8, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
The Road Not Taken
I am working on a couple of things that I want to share...but it is slow going. In the moving from a craft room to storage has left me a little frustrated. I can't find anything!!! It is very pretty here today, the sky is so blue. It is cold! Arney is taking Trevor (son) in for his ankle to be checked this morning. this is his first check up since his surgery. I can tell he is very nerves. He is trying so hard to stay positive through this time. As I was searching for things I need for a project, I came across this poem by Robert Frost. It seemed right for the beginning of the New Year. So I thought it would be nice to share it with you. I am sure most of you have read it before, but I felt good about posting it today. Also I wanted to share that the background is the tree's and two roads, I put the lady taking one of them into this graphic. The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves not step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Knowing not what is at the end of this road....I found myself asking this question...which one would I have taken. We make decisions everyday that seek a good ending but how do we choose? With our head or our heart?
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves not step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Knowing not what is at the end of this road....I found myself asking this question...which one would I have taken. We make decisions everyday that seek a good ending but how do we choose? With our head or our heart?
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