Roller Skates!

May 31, 2008 at 9:05 am (Addlepatedness, Hannah's Little Blog)

Yesterday I think I discovered a new and intriguing passion. I bought myself a pair of {very} old roller skates, cleared out the garage, and {kind of} blared the speakers. I can probably count all my excursions to the rink on one hand- ok, maybe two. Anyway, I haven’t skated for years, and there are no rinks that I know of, ever since Shady Lane closed. Not to say that Shady Lane was all that fantastic. Needless to say, I am a rather sorry sight on my skates. But as long as there is nobody watching, I can enjoy myself quite a bit. Plus, the skates make me much taller (like, 5’3″) WOW!! That’s tall! 5’3″ is practically TOWERING!! Ok, I know it really isn’t, but when you’re 5′ 1/4″, it feels pretty big.

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Bloom Where You’re Planted

May 29, 2008 at 11:47 am (Hannah's Little Blog)

 

Well, I think I have finally come to the place where I can say that I am happy right here. “Hannah, you idiot! You live in, like, THE most beautiful place on earth! And you talk about accepting it as if it were a death sentence!” I know it’s weird, but I have been quite perturbed over the cityfication of this area. But, I remember that Jesus wants me to be content no matter what, and this place is not that bad. Even if I don’t like the rabid developers, I can enjoy myself at PB&J, and there is always the entertainment found in my own woods. There is a pair of swallows in one of our birdhouses, we have lots of pretty clover, and the wildflowers are finally showing themselves. Lots of beautiful things to see.

I have finished my costume at last! I will post pictures after the party. I am also working on a new skirt. My favorite skirt (the one I wear 2 weeks at a time) is starting to look very “loved.” It takes me forever to find a skirt I like, but when I do, I hold on to it like a bulldog. So, after wearing, and wearing, and wearing the poor thing, it eventually resembles an abused rug. Hence, my excursion into the world of godets (say it: go-day) and belt loops. I was able to figure out the fly, so now I can sew jeans, overalls, and my skirt!! It is completely sewed out of thrift store fabric. FUN!! Pix coming soon.

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Mi Abuelito

May 27, 2008 at 9:09 pm (Uncategorized)

 A couple of days ago, my family was told that my great-uncle Will has cancer, and is going to receive hospice. He is 87 years old, so it’s not like he’s dying young, but he is so precious in our family that saying good-bye to him is very hard. My mother has many memories of camping and exploring the desert with her family and Uncle Will, along with his wife, Martha. He and my Grandpa grew up on a farm together in Ohio during the 1920’s and 30’s. I will be posting pictures of Uncle Wilmer as I get them scanned. Please pray for him, Aunt Martha, and their children. Thank you all so much.

 

Mi Abuelito (My Grandfather)

by Fernando Ortega

The moon is shining on the Pecos Mountains
Like a blue and silver dream,
And far away below the moonlit mountains
You are standing in your field.

You are an old man,
The earth is in your voice,
And in the songs that spill from your memory.
A hoe in your old hand,

Black water in the furrowed rows,
You sing our lives as they used to be,
Mi abuelito.

Tomorrow morning we will carry you
Beyond the village to a stony hill,
And rest you there beside your brightest blanket,
Leaves and diamonds that you wove last year.

Then, with our song
We will call for the summer stars
To fill the sky like a silver dream.
How we will sing
As we hold to the memory of your earthen voice on the moonlit field,

“Mi abuelito – cantaremos de ti
En el cielo – cantaremos de ti
Cantando – cantaremos de ti
Entre la luna y las entrellas!”

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A Walk in the Woods

May 27, 2008 at 1:25 pm (Hannah's Little Blog, Nature)

Yesterday, I climbed up on our roof to get some pictures. Then I went around the property, and found some very interesting things. (then my batteries died) Mushrooms, flowers, grass, pinecones- wait- does this sound WAY too ordinary to you? Well, you must understand, the secret to finding the glory God put in a mushroom is to get down on your elbows and look. There are things learned in springtime that can never be found in textbooks. To lie in the grass and watch trees swaying in the breeze, or to crawl over moss-grown windfalls to look at a trillium is the best way to instruction in the little ways of our Creator. And yes, that is my horse’s nose. She is a naughty thing, constantly getting loose, but somehow the soft nose never fails to win back my heart. Do enjoy the pictures, and if the weather is favorable, I will be posting more.

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The Story of My Life

May 26, 2008 at 10:35 am (Addlepatedness, Hannah's Little Blog)

Since the trolls seem somewhat popular, I thought I would include an illustration of what it’s like when I work on stuff like that. Sculpting is not a bowl of cherries. I probably smush better than 80% of my work. Makes a funny cartoon, though. Have a nice day.

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My Lovely Relatives

May 26, 2008 at 10:31 am (Hannah's Little Blog, Pictures)

This is picture from c.1902. A sampling of my enviable gene pool. (Ha!) The little lady in the middle is only 50, and next to her is her son Tobias, who I think has TB. Family pictures are interesting, to say the least.

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Poor Substitute

May 26, 2008 at 10:21 am (Hannah's Little Blog)

ARGH!! I seem unable to revive that link, so I’ll give you all the lyrics. It really probably isn’t inability, just incompetance. Well, you really should hear it, but lyrics suffice for now, I guess. /-(

 A Billion Starving People

by Keith Green

 

I find it hard to turn away

a billion starving people.

But what can one do?”

I’ve heard you say.

You can save someone’s life!

 

I wanna save a life today,

I wanna get someone close with my Father.

Feed them the Bread of Life today,

I wanna help them get stronger,

and help them last longer,

and give them a chance to see Jesus.

 

I find it hard to just ignore

the murdered unborn children.

Yes, times have changed,

but still God warns

You shall not take a life.”

 

I wanna save a life today,

I wanna keep one alive for my Father

– who will avenge the blood

of weak and helpless ones someday,

Whose lives are poured out like water,

Lambs in the slaughter,

and each one is handmade by Jesus.

 

I find it hard to turn away

a billion starving people,

a billion starving people.

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Trolls!

May 24, 2008 at 5:04 pm (Hannah's Little Blog)

This is a picture of my troll family. Dad is Geilo, his lovely wife is Hilde, and I don’t have names for their troll children. They also have a leprechaun uncle, and I will post pictures of him soon. They are made of PuppenFimo, with original clothes and handset wigs of sheep’s wool. They are quite a special little family. I don’t plan on selling them, but someday I may take commissions on this sort of stuff. Not sure what I’ll do. It makes a fun hobby.

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Listen

May 23, 2008 at 4:04 pm (Hannah's Little Blog)

02 – A Billion Starving People.mp3

Ok, this isn’t really a post, but I have this great song that I want you all to listen to. It’s SO good, one of my favorites. That doesn’t say much, because I have a lot of favorites. Oh well, listen to it anyway.

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Fun Pictures!

May 22, 2008 at 6:36 pm (Hannah's Little Blog)

The fine looking young man who gets the coveted spot on my blog is none other than my late grandpa, Mark Brubaker, when he was 17. I’ve been scanning in old family pictures, and has that ever been fun! I’ve also got one that I’ll put on the next post. Beware though, it’s a wee bit odd. I also of recently had the priviledge to type his CPS diary. It was from 1945, when he was 21-22 years old. Some of the things he wrote about were so funny. Maybe I’ll start including excerpts. Today my Grandma & Grandpa come, so I better get busy. Auf Weidersehen

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