A DAY FOR THE ARTS

Yesterday was a gorgeous day in Minnesota.  The sun was casting a golden glow everywhere and surprisingly there were few mosquitoes (our state bird.)  There was no humidity, the flies and gnats were nowhere to be seen.  Temperatures were in the mid seventies.  We don’t get many days like this in the tundra, so we must take advantage of them when they come along.  Our summer includes about three months of warmth and time to enjoy it so we do.

Yesterday was also a perfect day to set up an easel and paint outdoors.  Paul invited his plein aire group of painters to our backyard to do just that.  Each person found a little piece of ground – either in sun or shade.  One even set her easel and herself upon a little blanket on the grass.  You couldn’t ask for better conditions.  There was no wind.  Air was fresh and clean and the group met a new painter who will be joined them.

It was quite a sight to see.  Their cars were parked along the street.  All these people were painting in our backyard and it was a beautiful piece of art in itself.  This group has bonded over the two years of its existence.  They are now a cohesive group of friends, who share their creative side along with some of their personal doubts and fears with painting. Paul’s compassion goes out to each of them as he tries to guide them through a problem and encourages them along the way.

There has been amazing growth in this group as well.  Some have changed the media they use over the course of time.  Some have become more willing to take chances with their art. Others have learned from each other.  Paul loves to see his student’s own style emerge as artists.  He prefers they do this, rather than having them imitating him or another artist.  This frees them to express their own thoughts and creativity into their work.

Arts of all kind draw upon our inner creativity.  It’s not only a wonderful relaxing aid for some, but it helps you solve problems through imagination and risk taking.  The same is true in every one of the arts.  Wonderful things happen in the process.

So while this was going on, I was at the Northern Starz Theatre Company, subbing for the teacher at a summer theatre program for kids.  It was amazingly fun to get myself back in that groove, even if only for a short time.  The children were anywhere from 5-10, which for the most part is normally getting too much for me to physically handle, but they were receptive and anxious to learn.

It was a day filled with art and creativity.  In the evening, when Paul went off to a church meeting, I went outside and did some weeding to top off a perfect day.

Thank you, God for the blessings you give us through our creative expression.  Through these experiences we learn so much about nature and your wonderful creation.  We also develop friendships and share those experiences with others.  Please keep our minds sharp until we reach our final hour. Amen!

 

 

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JULIE’S FRIDAY FUNNY

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WALLY’S FRIDAY FRYDADDY FUNNY

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MUST I DIE TO HAVE PEACE?

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Are you in search of peace?  The world seems to have been looking for it for a very long time, yet wars continue – tempers flare – hatred, anger and power all add to our daily lives causing us to become all those things.

I’ve wondered if I will ever be able to say I’m at complete peace.  Must I die before I know it?  It’s almost easy to understand why someone would prefer death to life for just that reason.

We age and those thoughts continue.  We’re losing friends weekly to death.  We see our loved ones suffering through difficult illnesses and we also bear the pain.  Our own bodies are shriveling and dying.  Heaven is becoming more appealing every day, yet we remain alive and even wonder why.

The truth is, we can have peace, even through the turmoil of life.  Death will bring an everlasting peace, along with no sadness, sorrow, pain or tears.  In life we will have troubles, but because of what has already been done for us, we have peace today as well.

One of God’s greatest blessings and promises to us is that we will have peace on earth.

“Let your reasonableness be known to everyone. The Lord is at hand; do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”    Phillipians 4:5-7

Remember that today.  You don’t have to die to have peace. All we need to do is ask God through our prayers.  He will always provide for our needs and give us peace when we struggle with difficult decisions.

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SPEAK UP, SIRI

I’m more than a little concerned that our electronic devices have not only taken over a good part of our time, but by cocooning ourselves with them, we’re losing the necessity to actually communicate with one another.  Instead we can Twitter our thoughts. We can send emojis to indicate how we feel about something.  We can call up information in an instant.  We can order our meals, our groceries, prescriptions, clothing and have them delivered.  We can get medical advice, work from home, use our voice to turn on appliances, secure our homes and play music to soothe the savage beast.

To emphasize, while traveling I often refer to the map app on my phone to get  to my destination.  While doing this, I sometimes become frustrated because I’m not fast enough on the receiving end.  Instead of blaming it on my poor hearing, I tend to get angry with the device.  After a frustrating time of it, I said to my husband, “I really hate that app,” as I tucked my phone into my purse.  To which Siri replied, “Some days are just like that.”

A voice was communicating with me from the depths of my purse – crunched up alongside my checkbook, my glasses, my empty wallet and an assortment of cough drops and mints.  Siri had actually understood what I was saying.  I felt a sudden bond, but quickly dismissed it.  It doesn’t seem natural to strike up a relationship with an automated device. 

It caused me to wonder again about our dependence on these tools.  In a way we’ve become friends with them, because they’ve taken the place of a real, honest to goodness person.  In time we will not have to leave the house for anything.  Relationships will cease to be.  We won’t have to shower or put on makeup.  We will be accountable to no one.  Hmmm – sounds like a world without God.

Thankfully, God is available 24/7, 365 days a year.  All we have to do is ask and it will be given, knock and the door will open, seek and we shall find.  I pray that we never become so isolated from each other that we feel we can go it alone.  We need each others’ fellowship, friendship and face to face contact.  We can always count on God’s protection, intervention, forgiveness and everything else in life, but we need each other too.  God saw that it was not good for man to be alone so he created woman to be his partner – and her name wasn’t Siri.
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WILL GOD’S PATIENCE EVER RUN OUT?

In preparing to write my post for the day, I’ve spent the last hour fighting with my computer.  I sometimes believe the devil resides within this communication icon.  It was only an hour before I lost my patience.

Our patience in an impatient world is tested all the time.  We’re called upon daily to wait.  We may sit in traffic for an hour and miss an important meeting.  We might wait in line at the bank or grocery store while others are taken care of first.  It could be that you’re waiting for test results or the anticipation of a coming birth.  Waiting is an inconvenience.  It sometimes causes anxiety or fear. Most often we simply give up.

As I think of my own inability to be patient, I can’t help but wonder at God’s amazing forbearance with us.  When He tells us to be still and realize that He’s in control, we often try to take over and do it our way.  We want answers immediately and to our liking.

There are hundreds of examples of God’s patience with His people.  The story of Noah and the great flood comes to mind.  The world was filled with sin of all kind.  The people had turned from their creator by choosing false gods and teachings.  By the time God called Noah to build an ark, this family of eight were the only people left who believed in Him. God could’ve simply wiped everyone off the face of the earth, but they were given over another hundred years to change their evils ways.  Talk about patience.

During that time of grace, the people continued in their sin.  They rebuked Noah and his family.  He was the Henny Penny of the day.  The people had never experienced even a little drizzle up until that time.  When the ark was completed and the first raindrops fell, they were still so deeply rooted in their sin that they didn’t get it. Eventually the waters came from above and below and devoured every living thing except for those on Noah’s boat.

Had God finally lost his patience?  Imagine how bad things must’ve been for this to happen.  Are we getting there again?  Is it time to build another ark?  Can God forgive us for the mess we’ve recreated?  When the storm subsided and the water dried up, Noah and his family set up an altar to the Lord.  God made a covenant with them to never destroy the world with a flood.

Still that doesn’t give us free reign to go back to our evil ways.  Daily repentance is necessary.  We’ve been forgiven.  God is merciful, but He wants us to be completely His own.  That means studying the Bible and showing the same grace we’ve received to others. It then becomes our responsibility to share the good news of the Gospel with others and to be completely devoted to God.

 

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INTERNATIONAL TOWN CRIERS’ DAY

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I enjoy looking at a site called Days of the Year, which lists all the special and unusual holidays at home and around the world. It’s amazing what people celebrate.  Today is International Town Criers’ Day – one of those things that is no longer necessary because of the internet.  In its day, however, it was mandatory for those with loud booming voices to roam the towns and countryside to spread the news.  Usually they carried bells and dressed in brightly colored clothing so they would be seen and heard.  They were also called bell ringers – or today they might be referred to as ding a lings.

In those days, there were many people who were illiterate.  The printing press had not yet been invented.  Still enquiring minds wanted to know what was happening in their kingdom and this was the best way to do it.  Those who “cried” had to have endurance to make it through the entire countryside.

I imagine by the time they got home, there would be more news to spread and they wouldn’t have a chance for rest.  Maybe there was a whole crew of town criers, especially during a heavy news week.  Kind of like the Pony Express, they would have tag teams to get the word out.  Fake news may have gotten its start, because like in the game, “telephone tag,” the message gets garbled along the way.  Who knows what the last guy in town heard by the time he got the word?

It amazes me how far we have come in communication over just my own lifetime.  We now have connections with the entire world.  We hear news immediately when it happens.  Yet even in the dispensing of it, we often wind up with the wrong message.  I guess some things will remain the same until there’s nothing else to talk about.

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IN THIS WORLD

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It’s Monday again.  Time to start over – again.  Time to look back at the week gone by and make changes in the days to come.  Our world is filled with angst, hatred, fear and anxiety.  How can we endure another week of the same?

Looking at last week there were moments of excitement as we celebrated the birth of our nation.  During the same week, our president continued to be slandered as he has been since the days before his election.  He traveled the world to discuss peace with our enemies yet was downgraded by his own people.  Some things never change and politics is one of them.  Our president is doing things to stir up the swamp and his opponents can’t stand it.

We endured some heavy air, humidity and rain, but the grass, trees and flowers are loving it. Everything is exploding with beautiful color and birds are singing more than usual.

With only one rehearsal last week, I’m a little concerned about my upcoming performance and praying that Alzheimer’s doesn’t set in this week.  Today we begin tech week and the addition of set, costume pieces, lights, etc., which are known to confuse actors.

We spent a quiet day in the air conditioning on the 4th of July, went to bed before the fireworks started and were awakened by the noise shortly after falling asleep.  Sometimes it’s a good thing to be a little deaf.

The week was capped off with an overnight road trip to honor special friends on their 25th anniversary. The unique thing about this celebration is that the groom was our first pastor when we moved to Minneapolis.  His first wife passed.  She went to heaven leaving her husband alone to raise 5 children.  Twenty five years ago, he married again.  Needless to say, walking into an established family had its ups and downs, but together, with the Lord beside them, they flourished and will continue to do so.

We finished the weekend by taking the scenic drive home through the hill country of Lacrosse, Wisconsin. This area is lined with beautiful bluffs and the winding Mississippi River.  We traveled with another set of dear friends who also took care of our accommodations.  We are indeed blessed.

It’s Monday again.  The sun is shining.  We have another week to look forward to.  We could look at it as just another week loaded with problems and troubles, or we could give thanks for the blessings that will come from it.  It isn’t going to be perfect.  It is going to carry new challenges and even some obstacles that might change our lives, but we can be confident that Jesus has already paid the price for our salvation.  We aren’t guaranteed a perfect life in this world.  There are going to be hiccups along the way – there may even be earthquakes – but no matter how much trouble we face, we know that eventually we will be in paradise with Jesus, because He overcame the world, our sin and the devil.

 

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WALLY’S FRYDADDY FRIDAY FUNNY

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JULIE’S FRIDAY FUNNY

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MAY WHAT’S LEFT OF THE FOURTH,, BE WITH YOU!

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MY COUNTRY

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ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Within the glorious majesty, upon a hill so high,

My eyes survey the great expanse,  I raise them to sky,

God’s great creation is right there for me to lay my head,

The stars will light the sky tonight, the earth will be my bed.

 

This nation holds a treasure chest of bounty and of love,

United we are at our best, when push turns into shove,

We celebrate and honor her upon this special day,

Though she may not be perfect now, we’r

e sure to find a way.

 

With hearts united we shall stand and raise our country’s flag,

With gratitude and great respect, we certainly can brag,

No other country can compare with what we have right here,

America, you are the best, here’s to another year!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AMERICA!

 

 

 

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HAVE WE LOST OUR INDEPENDENCE?

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Independence is a word which describes our ability to be self sustaining, self sufficient and self supporting.  It has long been a part of who we are as Americans.  It doesn’t mean that we are no longer accountable to someone, nor does it refer to doing our own thing even if it hurts someone else.

Yesterday I was experiencing problems with Facebook.  I discovered that others were too.  For most of the day they were having server problems.  It occurred to me just how dependent we have become on our devices and communication tools.  What if the internet shut down for a day?  What if, as George Orwell suggested, we were being controlled by machines?  Hmm.  Has that already happened?

Everything has been programmed into some memory bank.  Our personal information is available to the world.  Our identity can be stolen.  Our ideas and words can be taken from us. We shop online.  We bank online.  We communicate online.  We do business online and most of us spend a greater portion of our time online.  In a way, we’ve become slaves to our devices.  This is a scary place to be – a place of complete dependence.

When America was founded, there was no instant news.  There was a lantern in a bell tower to signal that the British were coming.  There were people enraged by being ruled by a tyrannical king and having to pay taxes without any benefit.  They spoke to one another.  Interesting concept, but I digress.  They sent messages through riders on horseback. They met in community places to discuss their concerns.  They were face- to-face discussing what should be done.

Those who built our country used the sweat of their brow and their backs to cut through hard soil and create fields of grain.  They used ingenuity to carve through mountains and build railroads.  They persevered through drought, dust storms, depressions and difficult times, because this is what they did.  They fought in many wars so we could be free.  Many died in the process.  The cost of freedom is more than we can ever repay.

This may seem a strange message on the day we reserve for celebrating the birthday of our country, but still I think it deserves mentioning.  Independence requires responsibility.  The minute we depend on others for our living – use the government as our security blanket – turn our lives over to technology  – blame the government for everything bad in our society – we’re giving up our independence.  As Americans, we can’t let that happen.

As we celebrate this special day, we must look back – not with resentment or blame, but with hope for a better future.

MAY GOD CONTINUE TO BLESS AMERICA!

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ADAPTING TO OLD AGE

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In today’s society 77 isn’t considered old, yet why do I feel like I’ve entered a new dimension – like the Twilight Zone?  My hefty body has been supported by legs and feet which are beginning to falter under the strain.  Memory is slipping and trying to remember my few lines in my play is beginning to scare me to death.

We have however made some adjustments to our lifestyle.  We bought a smaller house – about half the size of our other one.  We fell in love with the charm of it, even though it’s situated on a busy highway near the railroad tracks.  We’ve chosen to think of the noise as the sound of the ocean crashing against the rocks.  Conversations are limited because we can’t hear one another, but we’ve created a nice back yard so get our inspiration from that rather than our mumbling and grumbling.

In creating the space, we tried to make it like a retreat or a park, where many could gather.  Using things that didn’t fit into the house was helpful.  The seating areas allow us to work in one area for a while – sit down and rest – move forward to the next area, etc., etc, etc.  Since the hoops for our croquet set have vanished, my husband thought it would be fun to hit the ball towards one of those seating areas, sit down and talk for a while, get up and hit the ball again.  He may be coming up with something.  Croquet for the aging.

My sister has come up with the idea of a wine and cheese bar at nursing homes.  It certainly would be well received and the residents would sleep much better.

I’ve learned over time that when I have to pick something up from the floor, I usually try to do other things while I’m down there. Like cleaning the floor, crawling to the sink and things like that.  The up and down stuff is getting harder each day.

Since I have lost the clarity of hearing and my hubby is losing his too (though he hasn’t admitted it) we’ve learned to project quite nicely.  My stage voice is actually coming back. We must be careful about the following – standing up, moving. sleeping (for fear of rolling out of bed,) taking a bath or shower, remembering to turn off the stove and so on.

We both have a new way of walking – kind of like a couple of weebles wobbling along.  Each step stirs another pain, so it is done with extreme care.  Running is out of the question.  My breath disappears as soon as I’m exposed to the humid, hot air of summer so I spend most of my time in air conditioning.

We make adjustments.  Instead of brushing and flossing our teeth, we take them out and put them in a plastic container to be cleaned overnight.  The phrase, “your teeth are as bright as the stars.  They come out at night,” comes to mind.  We opt for elastic in our pants rather than zippers, leaving room for expansion.  My trim and fit husband still needs a belt or suspenders to keep his where they belong.

We adapt.  We have one bathroom in our new old house.  We take turns.  We shower and bathe when our spouse is home, in case we fall.  We need each other now more than we ever did.

We’re promised new bodies in paradise.  I’d like to place my order now.

 

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MY WRITING JOURNEY

I finally got up the courage and the time to review my novel after almost six weeks of being away from it.  I believe with all my heart that this was a wise choice, because it has made me view this writing with fresh eyes.  When we’re in the process of creating something, we do our best put all our thoughts down – to fill the story with the required word count – to grab the interest of the reader – to edit, revise and cut things that don’t belong.  You think you’re done, but you’ve just begun.

I experienced a feeling of accomplishment when I hit the 60,000 word count.  I went back to check for grammatical and spelling errors.  I found words that I had overused and replaced them.  I felt confused on some parts of the story.  It felt disconnected especially at the beginning.  I made use of a couple people who were interested in reading it in hopes of getting honest criticism.  I put it away reluctantly and waited.  Then I waited some more.

Yesterday I put my focus on reading objectively.  I wondered about everything.  This masterpiece I thought I’d created was far from it.  I will continue to edit and probably put it away again.  I am exploring many options for eventually publishing this work, but the more I investigate, the more confused I get.

My husband and I are on the same mission.  We make art.  He does so with a paint brush, his education on the subject, his lifelong experience and sometimes a hammer and chisel.  I have chosen to express myself through words.  We both try to scrape a living out of it.  I tend to listen to my husband, because he has experienced success and failure.  He knows the ins and outs of business and he’s very smart.  He bestowed his wisdom on me by telling me that our work may never be done.  No matter how many strokes of the brush or how finished you think you are, there is always room for improvement.

I have also worked at my passion of writing for most of my life.  For the past 70 years I’ve invested time, sweat, thoughts, words into blogging, playwriting, screen writing, poetry, stories and now this.  I’m one of those old fogies who want instant gratification and getting a job done as fast as possible.  Part of that has to do with moving on to the next thing.  Some of it is the result of a strongly engrained work ethic.  Some can be attributed to wanting some monetary gain from it.   I don’t consider it a hobby nor does my husband.  It is our life.

Our aging bodies are telling us we can’t physically do the things we were once capable of.  Because of that we must change our way of living.  No longer are there the long rehearsals, making costumes, writing plays, creating a set.  Those things have been set aside due to energy level and just plain not being capable to keep up the pace any longer.  For me, the logical answer is to write.

We still have our minds thankfully.  We also have a wealth of information from our experiences.  We have done the growing up, thinking we knew it all and running into obstacles big and small.  Now is not the time to put it away forever.  God has granted me more time on this earth for a reason.

So I will continue to edit, revise, maybe even completely redo, because this is what I do.

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INTERNATIONAL JOKE DAY

 

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Since today is International Joke Day, I thought it would be fun to post a few religious cartoons sure to make you laugh.  Enjoy.

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PEACE IN THE STORMS

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Up in the land of 10,000 lakes today, the skies are filling with an abundance of different kinds of clouds.  It’s always quite interesting to see a storm come together, starting with layers of many clouds in shades of grey.  The wind picks up and suddenly becomes still as the firmament becomes enshrouded in darkness.  The birds of the air seek refuge in trees.  The sun hides behind the darkness that proceeds to take over the sky.  Like a canopy of protection, broken and torn, you are alone in the midst of it.

You never know when storms will come to overtake you – to push you down and wait for you to try to get up again.  The wind tosses you about and the rains pour over you like a sea of troubled waters.  Life will be filled with these storms.  They come on us instantly, or they grow slowly and explode over time.

Whatever the storm you’re chasing right now, or the one that’s chasing you, remember that you are not alone in the darkness.  When you finally overcome the turmoil, you will be better for it.  When you are filled with hope and faith, God will be your partner.  He will reach out and touch you.  Lift you into his strong arms and place his protection over you.

YOU’LL NEVER WALK ALONE – By Rogers & Hammerstein

When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don’t be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm is a golden sky

And the sweet silver song of a lark
Walk on through the wind, walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you’ll never walk alone, you’ll never walk alone, you’ll never walk alone

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THE DEPTH OF SIN

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A tangled snare begins quite small, but quickly grows either into a thing of beauty or it takes advantage of other living things to sustain itself.

Beneath the surface it worms it’s way through the fertile soil and takes hold of each and everything in its path. Slowly it saps the life out of the gems of the garden – choking, squeezing, cutting off all defense,

The garden – the farmer’s field – the soul of man. We all fall victim to the evil that lies below. It may come when we least expect it. We may not even see it coming. It can deceive us with it’s enticing appearance, but we can’t ignore it.

Our minds, our bodies, our hearts are all susceptible. The trap has been set. Our inborn sin and foolishness pulls us in, but something clings tightly – with a fervency and omnipotence our minds can’t comprehend. Some might call it instinct, some see it as their positive aura or conscience.

I believe the force compelling us to let go belongs to our precious Savior. When He died upon the cross, He surrendered to the will of His Father.  Through His death, our sin died with Him.  When He rose again on the third day, He proved that He had conquered the devil.  He invested His life so that we would never die.  He lives to show us that we will also live forever.

Satan has no more power over us.  Jesus’ strength defeated him.  His strong arms will never let us go.  All we need to do is surrender and live for Him.

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LOOK WHAT THE RAIN BROUGHT IN

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Yesterday I wrote about the lessons we can learn from God’s smallest of creatures.  As soon as I completed the article I noticed a trail of those miniature critters moving into my kitchen.  Apparently they knew that rain was coming and were taking cover.

At the same time, my husband’s plein air club was going to meet at our house to paint in the backyard.  Soon the clouds began to gather.  The first painter arrived.  A stately fellow who has been one of the original artists for two years now.  He and Paul had a cup of coffee outside as the clouds turned the sky to an ominous green color.  This fellow is a little older than Paul and was quite anxious about the pending storm.  One by one they came until all five of these determined, qualified, persistent painters began to set up their easels in various parts of the yard.

In the meantime, I was inside watching the weather forecast and following a storm that would soon descend upon our neck of the woods.  I also began setting ant traps so that the crawling creatures might disappear from sight if the artists should have to come inside for shelter from the rain.

The ant traps were working.  Soon about fifty million showed up on the window sill and the word was out.  They knew a storm was coming and they were determined to partake in their last meal.  It wasn’t long before the raindrops started to fall.  The wind picked up, the rain fell and the artists came inside.  Fortunately my house was in pretty good shape.  I had cleaned the day before.

So in they came – the ants and the artists.  There had to be a story in all this, so I decided to use this as another example of dedication, persistence, ingenuity and using the resources available.  Had the artists been at another location, they would have had no place to go, but to their cars and home.  Because they were in our backyard, they were able to paint from inside the house and use the storm time to complete what they had started.  Like the ants, they used what they had available to them.

The first man to arrive was still a bit nervous about the storm, but he found a place at the table and soon began painting.  His fears seemed to calm as he began his work.  Friendly conversation ensued and painting followed.  I was impressed to see the bond these folks had established.  In just a short time they were laughing and sharing ideas as the wind picked up even more and the rain began to pelt at the windows.  The storm raged outside, but there was a greater thing happening inside.  Friendship!

The ants have all but disappeared, but I’m sure they’ll show up again.  The artists are gone except for one.  I hope they come back too.

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JULIE’S FRIDAY FUNNY

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WALLY’S FRIDAY FRYDADDY FUNNY

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