When we lived in Minnesota, there was a John Deere dealer down the street from us and I used to walk down there and buy toy farm implements for my dad because he was an engineer and utterly *fascinated* with the equipment. When I got to go combining in Montana, I called him from the combine to gloat. 🙂 He stores his collection in the guest bathroom and changes up the load in the grain trailer depending on the season. This is the Christmas incarnation.
My picture didn’t get posted last night because Daniel ended up in the ER with a febrile seizure. He hasn’t seized again but he has a decent fever so I’ll be giving him Tylenol every 4-6 hours until we can get that fever down.
So… something far away:
This is Montana and if you squint, you can see the Sweet Grass Hills in the difference distance. I could honestly say that I could see Canada from my house. 😉
For my “free day”:
No… the bison wasn’t charging me — I happened to get it out of my window while driving through Yellowstone one afternoon in March 2008 when we were at Chico Hot Springs for Pastor’s Retreat.
This image is from this news story. It’s candles in memory of the kids and teachers killed in Newtown, Connecticut. I was going to put pictures of the candles from my wedding but this seemed more appropriate.
I think the topic for today (something pink) has to do with tomorrow being Gaudete Sunday (or “pink candle Sunday” for those less liturgically-inclined). Not wanting to drag myself to the bedroom to get some yarn, I decided to go through my pictures and find something pink. Lo and behold… I had flamingo pics on my laptop!
Our challenge today was to make a wordle that described our feelings on Advent. I decided to take a version of one of my favorite Advent hymns and enter it into the text box. (It’s not my favorite version but it will have to do.) It might not be one that many non-Lutherans know because it’s a Swedish hymn but I love the tune.
These are my eyes. The picture is weird because it was taken with my webcam. I normally wear glasses but those would catch some flash.
You also get to see the zit on my nose. Lucky you…
Two years ago, my father-in-law (who is active in ecumenical affairs) was invited to a reception for newly-appointed Archbishop José Gomez. Recently diagnosed with cancer, he wasn’t feeling up to driving so he asked if Jon and I could take him to the Cathedral for it. Always eager to check out the local cathedral, we jumped in the car and drove down the 10 to downtown L.A. While my father-in-law was rubbing elbows with amazing people, Jon and I were able to explore. I have beautiful pictures of the tapestries in the main part of the sanctuary (?) as well as the various altars. During the time we were there, there was an exhibition of various interpretations of Mary including one of her in Japanese dress. This picture was my favorite because it shows her being both pensive and joyful.
If you ever have opportunity to visit the cathedral, I recommend it. It’s a magnificent building, a very peaceful space, and the crypt is even more interesting — Gregory Peck is buried there among others.