Meg’s new Library is now complete with her idea of a reading chair. It is pretty comfy.
July 24, 2010
July 18, 2010
New Library is shaping up
Cell phone pics at night so the quality isn’t that great but here is the Library all cleaned up. We are still waiting for Meg’s chair. It has a spot waiting for it in the corner near the tall lamp.
June 6, 2010
Star Spangled Banner
In honor of D-Day
The Star Spangled Banner Lyrics
By Francis Scott Key 1814
Oh, say can you see by the dawn’s early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
‘Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps’ pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war’s desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav’n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: “In God is our trust.”
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
May 4, 2010
Cool paradox
A farmer owned seventeen horses. He willed the horses to his three children.
The first born was willed 1/2 of the horses, the youngest 1/9th, and the middle child 1/3rd of the horses.
When the father died the children were unable to divide up the herd according to the will and so called an old family friend to help them.
The friend arrived the next day with his own horse and added it to the total. He then divided up the 18 horses as decreed in his old friend’s will: 9 to the first born, 2 to the youngest, and 6 to the middle child. The children thanked their friend and he departed with his horse.
Website updated
I think we lost a couple of posts but our provider has updated the hardware and software of our web server.
It only seemed fair that we also update wordpress. Still playing with themes.