Well folks here I be in front of my keyboard again. Humm seems to me I live in front of my keyboard some evenings hehehe. Ah well I could be doing worse things I guess :) 

The last couple of weeks the weather has been changing in leaps and bounds and it brings a kind of sadness to my heart. I will miss the lovely soft breezes of a summers evening and the beautiful colours of my flowers in the yard. The radiant purples and pinks and whites of the hanging baskets and the rainbows of colour in the flowerbeds always gives me a lift somehow. I felt this year ended the beauty to early. Fall peeked it's nose around the corner and bit the edges of my flowers and they were gone in a flash it seemed. *sigh* I must admit that the colours of reds and oranges and yellows that touch the trees everywhere now is beautiful too and it is nice to have a crisp morning now and then. Oh but how I already miss the twittering of the little birds and watching the butterflies dance across the yard. 

One of the nicest sounds is those of the bees buzzing around and the wings of hummingbirds going 100 miles an hour as they suck the nectar from a blossom outside my window. Before fall has a chance to fully arrive however winter has already poked it's wicked nose in and the frost is thick on the grass in the early morning hours. I know this because my critters love to wake me up about 5 a.m. to take me outside so i can see how sparkly the grass looks in the moonlight. *big grin* They are such nature lovers!! Rain, snow or shine to them it is "outside" time!! I must teach them that I prefer not to do early mornings on a cold winters day if I can help it. Not that they will listen I am sure. I am wise enough to know that they rule me and I do not rule them!! They have taught me well. :) 

As I sadly watch summer go to sleep and fall end before it starts and winter sneaking in at an alarming pace--I on the other hand look forward to Christmas season and the joy of my grand daughter's faces during this time with all the excitement of pretty papers and bows and surprises hiding everywhere. My eldest granddaughter phoned me up the other day to read me her letter to Santa. I snickered to myself as I heard of all the things she desired and realized how quickly she has gone from barbie dolls to fashion and designs. Her world is now full of music and clothing styles and if her hair is gorgeous or not every second of the day. I swear her poor mother needs a third bathroom just for her to preen in front of the mirror to check and see if her teeth are pearly white or not or if a hair is out of place or maybe to see if a freckle has developed where a freckle shouldn't dare appear. 

The youngest granddaughter still is content to be a little girl/boy most of the time. She dreams of baseball and hockey and who she is going to beat up next. *snicker* She plans on whether tomorrow will be a good day or a bad day depending on whether she can find her shoes or not or whether I am coming to town so she can have McDonalds for lunch and gloat to all her friends cause her Gramma brings her a treat to school sometimes. :) Having a heart condition will slow her sports activities down, but hopefully she can still participate in some way.

Well I have rambled on long enough today--you are all in trouble because there is something about winter that makes me write a lot so I will give your eyes a rest for today so they will be ready to read more soon. Take care all and remember to be good to each other. 

Hugs,
Misker 
Oct. 7th, 1999