Danielle spotted this sports car while on a recent trip to the coast.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Happy Harvester
Danielle picking olives at Matthews' Farm. The fruit of her labor enjoyed in every meal over the holidays. Yum! 520 lbs of olives, 216 bottles of oil, three 5-gallon jugs = Scrumptious!
Mobile Journalists - Dani0 and Amanda
Tracy Press features a slideshow with these two Lois Lane's interviewing the 'person on the street.' To check it out go to www.tracypress.com.
Monday, December 25, 2006
Christmas poem
On Christmas Day I heard a starling sing,
Triumphant Song, to usher in our Newborn King.
Christmas bike ride
Gram's Tree
Planting Grandma's tree after her Memorial Service. So great to have the Kleyn Cousins - Amy & Kristen.
3 June 2004
Christmas with Robert
8 Aug. 05
I am thinking through the silent staccato of tears about two Robert stories:
After hearing me say to a neighbor collecting for the heart foundation or some such worthy cause, “I just can’t give anything right now; our budget’s really tight.” Robert jumped from his overstuffed chair and said, “I’ll give from my account.”
There was another time he bought a small, cheesy bowl that says, “Salsa” on the side. I’m looking at it now. The young child who came to the door to raise funds for his school appreciated Robert.
I wish I had recognized his goodness more. I could have lightened his load. He hardly ever said no, unless he sensed charlatanry or dishonesty.
If anyone’s interested in the things I’m learning Post-Robert, Home Alone, sometimes I’ll write and share. It’s therapeutic so bear with me…
Go with God.
I’m sending this to all who loved Robert. The postage will be considerable.
Love – Care
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Danielle and Dad
Dad and D often chipped around the yard. Whoever chipped closest to the target could choose the next destination; usually over the driveway (as an obstacle) to the nearest tree.
Two years missing Robert - February 26, 2007
It may be crooked as a dog's hind leg, but it's still my favorite all-time picture of Robert and me. We were at the Gentle's pool for a youth group swimming party. What a handsome man. And a good man also.
Robert making gifts in our Van Nuys, Ca garage.
The house that Robert built - Watertown, SD 
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Caren's poem
The King shall come when morning dawns and light triumphant breaks.
When Beauty gilds the eastern hills and life to Joy awakes.
Not as of old, a little child, to bear and fight and die,
But crowned with Glory like the sun that lights the morning sky.
The King shall come when morning dawns and earth's dark night is past.
Oh haste the rising of that morn, the day that shall ever last.
And let the endless bliss begin by weary saints foretold,
When right shall triumph over wrong, and Truth shall be extolled.
The King shall come when morning dawns and light and beauty brings,
Hail Christ the Lord! Your people pray, "Come quickly King of Kings."
- anon.
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