PLAY'IN SPOT YOUR SON-AGAIN!!

This is something I struggle with -Finding my son.

Glad I didn't have so much trouble when he was a kid!!

Well I know he's not here!!

Nor in the band....








Ahh.... Got the right Battalion








There he is.....







Well somewhere in there.....



and I thought I would know my boy ANYWHERE!!!

ANZAC DAY 2009

THE SOLDIERS PRAYER

The Soldier stood and faced his God,

Which must always come to pass.

He hoped his shoes were shining,

Just as brightly as his brass.

"Step forward now, you Soldier,

How shall I deal with you?

Have you always turned the other cheek?

To My Church have you been true?"

The Soldier squared his shoulders and said,

"No my Lord I ain't.

Because those of us that carry guns

can't always be a saint.

I've had to work most Sunday's

And at times my talk was tough.

And sometimes I've been violent,

Because the world is awfully rough.

But, I never took a dollar,

That wasn't mine to keep...

Though I worked alot of overtime,

When the bills got just to steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,

Though at times I shook with fear.

And sometimes, God, forgive me,

I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place,

Among the people here.

They never wanted me around,

Except to calm their fears.

If you've a place for me here, Lord,

It needn't be so grand.

I never expected or had to much,

But if you don't, I'll understand.

There was a silence all around the throne,

Where the Saints had often trod.

As the Soldier waited quietly,

For the judgement of his God.

"Step forward now, you Soldier,

You've borne your burdens well.

Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,

"YOU'VE DONE YOUR TIME IN HELL."

-Author Unknown-

Today is not about war it is about peace.

May we look on the next lot of vets who come home from Afghananistan and Iraq with the same respect. What ever your beliefs- They are there to do a job, it is not their choice.

It's the Soldier, not the reporter, who has given us the

freedom of the press.

It's the Soldier, not the poet, who has given us the

freedom of speech.

It's the Soldier, not the politicians, that ensures our right to life,

freedom and the pursuit of Happiness.

It's the Soldier who salutes the flag, who serves beneath the flag,

and whose coffin is draped by the flag.

If you care to offer the smallest token of recognition

and appreciation for our Armed Services Men & Women,

please pass this message on.

And pray for our men and women who have served and are

currently serving our country and pray for those who have given

the ultimate sacrifice for

OUR FREEDOM.

ANZAC DAY AUSTRALIA

THESE COLOURS DON'T RUN

If you can read this- then thank a Primary School Teacher!!

If you are reading this in English-then thank the Australian Defence Forces!!!

ANZAC DAY is tomorrow 25th April -God bless our Servicemen & Women.

OOPSY IS AT IT AGAIN

Well Oopsy is at it again with her round the world trip!!

From Australia to Canada over to California then Florida. Now, don't I wish I was that little bear. I guess she will have some wonderful tales to tell my kids when she ever arrives home. Of course this couldn't be made possible without all you wonderful bloggers out there who have been fantastic chaperones, showing Oopsey around where you live and then graciousley posting them for all of us to see.

So you may ask!!

Where has Oopsy rocked up to now??

She has gone to visit flmom at the Narrow Path. flmom and her lovely homeschooled boys have taken her on many many adventures if you would like to see where Oopsey has been of late & maybe have her visit your house take a look here. If you would like to read about Oopsy's previous adventures please click on Oopsy & Grumpy under Labels in my side bar.

BACK AGAIN

Well I am back again in fact I have been back for a few days now but have not had the heart to do much -even blog.

I went back home to Roma for Easter for the "Easter in the Country" Celebrations that they hold each year. I was so looking forward to it but it ended up being a nightmare.

My four y.o Filly went missing I had sent her out there to get some more cattle work but when we went out to get her she was the only one not in the mob. She was running in a fourteen & a half thousand acre paddock. Horses by nature are herd animals and by instinct they do not leave a herd unless sick, injured or taken. We have rode & rode & rode some more but have failed to find any trace of her we have driven boundaries & walked breakaways all for no avail. Has she been taken?? Was she snake bit & went down only to have the wild pigs clean her up?? I have seen pigs clean up the carcass of a cow completely in only 1 night. Who knows!!

Of all the horses that could have gone missing though it had to be her. Although it is quite selfish of me to think I wish it could have been just a station horse one that is ridden by a different ringer every muster & has no sentimental value to anyone.

I have had her Mother since I was a teenager and competed very very successfully on her before breeding this foal in 2004. I searched high & low & studied blood lines late into the night to find a stallion that could do my mare justice. Breeding athleticism, Brains,performance and conformation into the same horse isn't easy. I decided to breed her to The National Halter Horse of Australia(3times over) and on the night of 25 September 2004 at 10.30 my little filly was born. She was a very special horse she turned out to be everything I bred for and the extra bonus of her being a filly was wonderful as I would be able to keep the bloodline going. She was a neonatal maladjusted foal at birth -due to my mare having dystocia. She cost me 3 Thousand dollars before she turned 3 weeks old. I broke her in myself but she has been away at trainers that has cost me up to $10 000 a year.

I put her Mother down in 2007 which was peaceful she was old, she had, had a very special life and it was time for her to leave she lays at rest in my backyard with our 2 old children's ponies.

But this one has cut me to the core I have no closure as we do not know if she has died or was taken. She is Micro chipped, DNA'd & Registered which is good, but hope is all I have at the moment and of course some lovely memories.

Anyway I hope you all had a better Easter then I did I have since got sick and am on antibiotics that make me even sicker. I really do believe it is just from the stress of everything that is making me off. It is the anniversary of my late husbands death on Wednesday that is bad enough on it's own. I hope you enjoy looking at the photos of my "T.J" as I know this is a long sooky post!!

CAROLINE.....

GRANNY'S EGG CUP

This cute little egg cup was my Granny's she got it for her Birthday in 1928

So I thought being Easter it would be a good time to share it with you all

So now the 80 or so year old egg cup has come to live at our place.

As I am the only Granddaughter, Granny has now entrusted this to me.

It came with strict directions (of course) to use it.

Don't just put it in a cupboard!!

Well now each of Granny's Great grandchildren have eaten a boiled egg & soldiers out of it,

but never the less after that it was banished to the cupboard.

You see the last time soldier boy used it I dropped it when washing it up.

Not a chip nor crack but I tell you everything moved in slow motion as it fell.

I have the fondest memories going back to about when I was four of going to Granny's and having a boiled egg for breakfast in this egg cup.

Of course it became a little ritual of that is what I would have for breakfast at her house and her telling me the little story of how she got it.

In the 1920's with War & the Great Depression it was not common for children to receive presents for their Birthdays other than a little clutch of lollies.

She must of thought she was the luckiest girl in the world at that time to receive it

Just like I feel now she has passed it on to me.

Love you Gran

CAROLINE xoxo

EASTER EGGS

Just as Jesus rose and lived again eggs are the birth of something new and therefore a symbol of new life. Hence they have long been associated with the festival of Easter.




Easter Eggs are traditionally eaten on Easter Sunday with the Easter Bunny doing his rounds on Easter Saturday night after all the good children have gone off to the land of nod. Well maybe that is wishful thinking with the land of nod stuff (I'm dreaming again).

Then again I talked to soldier boy on the phone tonight he asked me if Easter Bunny would still be coming to him this year!! I mean can you believe it??

Lastly if you are looking for activities to do with your children over Easter look at this.

I haven't been right through this site but it looks like it has a good mix of Easter goodies - Pictures to Colour, Games, Crafts, Poems & stories just the thing if you start prematurely pulling your hair out over the Easter break.

CAROLINE xoxo

EASTER

Father, forgive them; for they do not know what they are doing.

Luke 23:34

Easter commemorates the resurrection of Jesus Christ following his death. It is the most significant event of the christian calender.


On Good Friday, Jesus was executed by crucifixion. His body was taken down from the cross and buried in a cave. The tomb was guarded and an enormous stone was put over the entrance, so no one could steal the body.

On the following Sunday, some women visited the grave and found that the stone had been moved and the tomb was empty. Jesus was seen that day and for days afterwards by lots of people. His followers realised that God had raised Jesus from the dead.

Easter celebrates the promise of life in the face of death. At Easter we must also celebrate peace & forgiveness.

Now is also a good time for us to think about suffering, injustice & hardship. A very good thing for us to reflect on in the current times. These things are good for us all to reflect on whether we are a christian or not it is what the world is calling us to do at this very time.

Have a great day

Caroline xoxo