"here comes the trout that must be caught with tickling"

I'm not sure whether David caught this trout by tickling it.  

He did have a good time with the Scouts on the 18th on their fishing trip.

[Apologies to William Shakespeare.]

"my Shepherd will supply my need"

Heather sang a duet with Jenny S. in Sacrament Meeting on Sunday.  I accompanied on the piano, and Tricia B. provided a violin accompaniment as well.  It's a beautiful song.  The words are by Isaac Watts; the tune is by Joseph Funk; this arrangement is by Craig McQueen.  There was such a sweet spirit in the room.  Click on this player to hear this lovely song:

       

   
   
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My Shepherd will supply my need;
Jehovah is His name.
In pastures fresh He makes me feed,
Beside the living stream.
He brings my  wand'ring spirit back,
When I forsake His ways;
And leads me, for His mercy's sake,
In paths of truth and grace.

When I walk through the shades of death
Thy presence is my stay;
One word of Thy supporting breath
Drives all my fears away.
Thy hand, in sight of all my foes,
Doth still my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
Thine oil anoints my head.

The sure provisions of my God
Attend me all my days;
O may Thy house be my abode,
And all my work be praise.
There would I find a settled rest,
While others go and come;
No more a stranger, nor a guest,
But like a child at home.
   

mr. fixit

Nelson has been one busy guy this summer.  Here is a list of things he has fixed/replaced so far:

• replaced the rear struts on the Nova
• installed a new dishwasher
• stained some scratches on my old desk
• fixed a door lock
• replaced the hose timer
• replaced a spray nozzle on my kitchen sink
• taken out our old tub and installed a new one  (See post here.)

Some of these were major endeavors!  I can't imagine how much we'd have had to pay someone to do these things.  I'm so blessed to have a hubby who is handy around the house, the garage, the yard.

Thank you, Sweetie!

the home of lost pens and pencils

You know how you get a phone call and you need a pen or pencil to take a message and you can never find a one and you wonder where they all disappear to?  

Well, I think I know...

 

I think they come to my house.  

I don't even know where half--make that 90%-- of these came from!  I am always sending pens and pencils with Nelson to school.  Either they are multiplying in my pencil holder or they are coming by way of a black hole from your place to mine...