I love the design carved and inlaid on the round table...anyway, a few pics to let you see what we got...

Another view of the recliner table and the coffee table...

Gotta get some small table of some sort to go by the couch. The space needs to be there to walk into the sitting area, but there is plenty of room by the post...just gotta find something to fit.

The round table was to go between BDs green recliner and the couch. But it fit much better between my recliner and the love seat. It is beautiful...and the candy in the rabbit Easter dish is BDs...I don't eat candy as I am trying to keep my youthful figure...

This is the little table between the recliners. Perfect size and height. The hand carved bears in the back are holders of our reading glasses...neither one of us need them...neither one of us are old enough to require assistance with small print.

Another shot of the coffee table. BD bought me a couple table-top books (got the airplane book for a Christmas present) and finally have the place to display them! BD may, though, have some ideas other than WWII fighter airplanes, 100 Years of Harley Davidson, and the Plains Indian Tribes for the table...

Our new furniture arrived today. It is Stickley furniture in Mission style.Bought the coffee table, a round end table and a small table to go between the recliners...

The roses are blooming too...and you can see beyond th tree line that the ridge is greening up real nice towards town...it has been a nice Easter morning...BD is in Long Beach with her Mom for her Birthday (BDs), and I miss her...have spent a lot of time yesterday and today sitting out on the back porch watching the birds (a ton of very, very gold goldfinches are still around...and the hummingbirds are back!) and just looking over towards the lake and the ridge beyond...hope you all have had a very nice Easter...I got up so I could say my Easter prayer at sunrise...hated to miss church, but for quite a while now that hasn't been an attractive option, going to my church I mean...maybe one day...

Been thinking some lately of how things change...Winter to Spring, then to Summer and Fall, then back to Winter. To use a worn cliche, the circle remains unbroken. But when I think of Easter, the circle was broken; ashes to ashes and dust to dust changed that morning into the lynch pin of what has sustained millions of the faithful for ages and ages. For the second time, the circle was broken to make a point of displeasure. This time the event was one of prolonged and intense pain, humiliation, degradation, and ultimately of death as death is known. Yet it wasn't...it was in the end an act of love, of ultimate sacrifice so others would not bear the burden forgiven.

In the grand scope of life overall, I feel small and insignificant today, yet at the same time know I am important and chosen...chosen to enjoy the blessings given me, the opportunities others are not afforded, the miracle of life extended for some of my family, and the bitter sweetness of the death of a loved one only to enhance the memories of him to become over time even more comforting and delicious. I am fortunate to know the love of a woman who loves me for what I am and have been, and promise to continue to be. I am fortunate to know the love of a family who has protected me in times when others would injure me. I am fortunate to know the truth of absolute friendship of a handful of close friends that, even when they disagree with me and for a time wonder at my behavior, never waiver in their support of me. And I am fortunate that with a thought from my heart, my God answers my pleas.

I am sure others have the same friends, family, and, though perhaps with a different name, the same God to whom they surrender their lives from time to time when their worldly choices seem inadequate to meet the trials they face. And I am sure they have the same sense of peace and comfort I have each and every day knowing that those that love me, even in times of dismay and confusion, still do, and those that question me at least respect me in the challenge. I hope that others feel the same sense of certainty as do I that the next time the circle of being is broken, I will be there to see the homecoming where long lost relatives and friends will beckon me with open arms and smiling eyes wet with tears of joy. Today, on this holiest of holy days, I feel that certainty bone deep. And I will call it up as a request for others on those days that I weep for those lost, those hurt, and those less fortunate than I as others have done for me countless times in the past. In light of that aspect of this day, I participate in making sure the circle, at least for now, is indeed unbroken.

More azaleas blooming, and you can see in the distance that things are "greening" up right nicely. Don't know how well you can see the space between the 2 stumps on the rise...that is where I would like to put a nice bench and table for sitting out there in the evenings. I love to sit on my rocker on the back porch, but it is nice up on the little hill and it gives a real nice view of the back of the house and the yard...

The azaleas are blooming everywhere...I love azaleas. We plan on getting several more and planting them between the cherry trees on the North side of the house...also some on the east side to help "buffer" ourselves from the new house across the main road and below us.

It looks like Spring may have Sprung here at Red Top Mountain. In fact, it may have sprung us all right past Spring and into an early Summer...91 degrees on the truck's OAT on the way home from the airport Friday afternoon. Way too hot way too soon! Today it is a little milder...and will get even more "Spring" like this week. Hope we do indeed go through Spring, and not right into Summer...