I am the wife of Val, the mother of four grown sons, three great daughter-in-laws, the grandmother of six, and a piano teacher. I love to garden, sew, cook, and appreciate the finer things of life, such as art, literature, classical music, and nature. Here's a glimpse into my world.
Nathan is a middle school English teacher in Seaside Oregon a great writer. He reads tons of books and has a lot of friends. Nathan loves to talk and is never boring.
My second son, Joe
Don't take my picture
Joe's head, Griselda laughing to tears
No stop, I don't want my picture taken
Joe gives in
Oh all right, I'll do it for Griselda. Joe is a high school teacher in special education in the Vancouver WA school district. He and Griselda have two little ones.
Chris and Sera
Chris is my third son, married to Sera, parents of Milo. He works for a legal firm in Portland.
Steve, the fourth son, pictured with wife Sandie and one of almost four children.
Steve's the big business guy
My oldest grandson, Evan
he belongs to Steve and Sandie
Evan's brother, Seth
he's six
And here's Emily
She's three
Sofia and Evelyn
What about another grandchild?
This is Milo
Sammy (formally Samster)
My favorite cat
Sammy's number 1 around here.
He loves laps, ear rubs, back scratches, and all food. He rushes to get to the piano bench before my piano students can sit down, primarily so he can get picked up and be petted a bit. They love to hold him and share some cat nip kept in a box by my piano. He is 16 years old and the most devoted old cat ever. Everyone loves Sammy.
This is Puffy
He is so camera shy that I have pictures of every part of his body: tail, ear, back, hind end. But this is the only time I was able to capture his full body! He was on the run from his perch on the window sill. Puffy is our sweetest, smartest cat.
Puffy's story
One night a stray cat came around. It was so filthy and matted and injured that it looked like it should be put out if its misery. On its back was a huge mat of fur and mud and debris the size of two good sized books. We tried to catch the poor thing but night after night it came to eat but ran away from us. Val would finally get it to come sniff his hand and gradually would get it to come and let him pet it. Over time he would get the cat to let him get close enough to trim away some of its "backpack." One night it came into the house for a bit, and Val was allowed to cut off the offending mess on its back. Underneath the poor cat had thin, balding hair. He was so appreciative to be relieved of the weight of that mess on his back that from then on he could come into our house and allow us to pet him and make friends with him. At first he hid under beds and furniture, but over the weeks he befriended Sammy and copied everything Sammy did, becoming a first-rate housecat. He even ventured out and made friends with everybody in our household including my piano students. Today Puffy is friendly and outgoing, smart and obedient, and a very pleasant cat without any bad habits. He is a great pet.
1 comments:
Hi Judy, love the blog. Your garden pictures are beautiful and the other pictures are great too. I especially love the one of Jon.
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