A few snaps from our walk at Brookgreen Gardens this week.
Sunday, November 29, 2015
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
Sunday, April 5, 2015
Friday, April 3, 2015
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Horry County Museum, Conway SC
In April 2014 the Horry County Museum began work on a 4,400 gallon freshwater aquarium that was featured on Animal Planet’s show "Tanked".
The aquarium is the focal point of the Horry County Museum. Visitors can view the living natural history exhibit and encounter a variety of freshwater fish that are found in local rivers and lakes.
Paul and I make a visit to the Museum last week and found it very interesting.
The aquarium is the focal point of the Horry County Museum. Visitors can view the living natural history exhibit and encounter a variety of freshwater fish that are found in local rivers and lakes.
Paul and I make a visit to the Museum last week and found it very interesting.
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| Paul taking a closer look at the tank. |
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Monday, January 26, 2015
My Mom
Frances Pretty
26 January 1920 - 2 December 2014
Thinking of my Mom today
as this would have been her 95th birthday
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| Last photo taken with my Mom (Brockville Ontario, June 2014) |
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| Mom and Paul (Ottawa 2004) |
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| Mom and I (Ottawa, 2004) |
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| Mom baked her fabulous cherry cake for my 50th birthday party (Ottawa, 2005) |
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| Visit to our house in Beresford New Brunswick (2005) |
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| (Brockville, Ontario 2006) |
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| Christmas (Ottawa 2006) |
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| A visit to Mom's residence (Brockville Ontario 2013) |
Memories will never leave me
and love will live forever in my heart.
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In A Bulb There is a Flower
In the bulb there is a flower,
in the seed, an apple tree,
in cocoons, a hidden promise:
butterflies will soon be free!
In the cold and snow of winter
there's a spring that waits to be,
unrevealed until its season,
something God alone can see.
There's a song in every silence,
seeking word and melody;
there's a dawn in every darkness,
bringing hope to you and me.
From the past will come the future;
what it holds, a mystery,
unrevealed until its season,
something God alone can see.
In our end is our beginning,
in our time, infinity;
in our doubt there is believing,
in our life, eternity,
in our death, a resurrection,
at the last, a victory,
unrevealed until its season,
something God alone can see.
in the seed, an apple tree,
in cocoons, a hidden promise:
butterflies will soon be free!
In the cold and snow of winter
there's a spring that waits to be,
unrevealed until its season,
something God alone can see.
There's a song in every silence,
seeking word and melody;
there's a dawn in every darkness,
bringing hope to you and me.
From the past will come the future;
what it holds, a mystery,
unrevealed until its season,
something God alone can see.
In our end is our beginning,
in our time, infinity;
in our doubt there is believing,
in our life, eternity,
in our death, a resurrection,
at the last, a victory,
unrevealed until its season,
something God alone can see.
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