It's Grant's Style

It's only a matter of time until this crawling style gives way to some real boot scooting boogie.

Hugs,
Shellie

The Angel of Lake Providence

Hey sweet porchers,

Ok, so in reality, you're looking at a kudzu covered beacon at the airport near my home. In my crazy noggin, however, she's The Angel of Lake Providence. Can you look past the weather sock and the steel cage and see her quiet beauty?

Dixie Belle and I have been admiring the kudzu angel on our evening walks for some time. I've thought about sharing her with y'all a dozen times in the past few months, but my cell camera wouldn't do her justice.

The other day I finally came home and got a real camera and drove to the airport to get a better shot. As you consider her image, I'd like to encourage you to join me in giving thanks to Abba Father for the wondrous incomprehensible love of our Savior! Behold the love that led the Creator to step out of glory and into the image of man to rescue those He fashioned from dust and make a way for them to come into His presence. To quote the Psalmist:

What is man, that thou are mindful of him?

and the son of man, that thou visitest him?

For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels,

and hast crowned him with glory and honor.

— Psalm 84: 4 - 5

I'm glad I took our kudzu angel's picture when I did. While I was at the airport my friend, Barry, told me the vines were interfering with the tower and they were getting ready to strip her nekkid, so to speak. While that makes me a little bit sad, it only serves to provide more fodder for praise. When our kudzu angel is no more, the Father's love will be as strong and enduring as ever. Join me, will you?

"Give thanks to the LORD for He is good and His love endures forever." Psalm 136:1

Hugs,

Shellie

Props for the Medical Profession

Beloved hubby busted me out of the hospital yesterday evening. ATS will be swearing off medical jokes for the foreseeable future. I have a total new appreciation for the profession. So, here's the short rundown...

Kidney stones are evil. Mine is still with me. Fever and swollen kidney prevented them from blasting it. Instead they gifted my insides with a stint one day and removed it two days later. (Trust me, you don't want more details on that.) They have plans to blast bothersome stone to smithereens Monday.

I'm so thankful I had a Madness Czar in place. Huge kudos to Red for keeping this thing from running into the ditch in my absence! You just couldn't ask for a better friend/assistant. Thanks are in order also for Mike, ATS Radio Production Czar, and Irene, Czar of KWCL, for seeing to it that classic reruns are running.

I will have to ask y'all a favor now. I'm trying to read thru all the caring Facebook wall posts, Facebook wall to walls, personal emails, and DM twitters. I hope you'll understand my decision to try and jump back into the ongoing conversation as I can. I just don't think I can respond to each of these individually unless it's business that must be addressed. We'll see. Right now my the couch is calling, loud. Later.

Hugs,

Shellie

P.S. Almost forgot-- thanks to Linda in PA for yet another wonderful donation to our Water from the Porch Drive. Thanks also to Amy in LA! All told, our new running total is $4,200! We're only six hundred dollars from our goal. I'm so thankful to you all.