Larry's Backyard

Sprinter

2012-02-16T08:35:00.002-05:00

My friend Maria nicknamed the season we are in here on Long Island as Sprinter. Sprinter is Winter with spring like temperatures. Avid Gardeners like myself love it. It is the greatest.

Even as I type these words my fingers are thawing out. (Exercise is good to warm them up) This morning for a few minutes, like the past few mornings, I have ventured outside and begun some spring cleanup. It is warm enough here for us to begin to get blooms on the early plants. It is cold enough here for ones fingers to freeze nearly as you dig with your hands in the soil, new compost and do some basic weeding, cleaning up the old brown and pulling out the new green.

I love Sprinter! I uncovered a number of plants with buds that were buried under last year's waste. Of course this heads right for the compost heap on the side of the house. The richness that comes from there each year is beyond words.

Well my fingers are nearly thawed. As I work here at my desk, before I head out, I want to run out one more time and finish one little bed. Sprinter- you have to love it!

Snowdrops in the Snow

2012-02-09T09:51:00.004-05:00

Here they are! The first buds of the 2012 Bloom

Season! These are snowdrops. They are ready to

open. They kick off the bloom season here on Long Island. Before the crocus bloom these little gems open, many times right through the snow.

I went out and brought in some fresh leaf mulch and put in the pot where my Kiffar Lilies from Changchun, CHINA are growing. We are hoping for blooms on this beautiful plant from Lucy's city, given to us from her family. It is the official flower of Changchun, the garden like city. Inside and outside there is new birth taking place.

More Spring Weather

2012-02-07T08:46:00.002-05:00

It continues to feel like spring this morning on Long Island. This has to be one of the most mild winters we have ever had. More things are popping out of the ground. I have kept a planter of pansies from last spring and they are growing again out on the front porch.

The fish in our pond have all made an appearance. This is the earliest they have ever come up. We stop feeding them around Thanksgiving and then resume around Easter. While I haven't fed them yet they have been up looking around.

The ground is warming up. We are getting a great foretaste of what is to come in a few months.

Spring In January

2012-01-29T06:24:00.002-05:00

It feels like we raked leaves here on Long Island, celebrated Christmas and New Year's and went into spring. The daffodils are up as well as some day lilies. The fish in the pond are moving around. Some people still have lights up around their houses while others are doing yard work. I certainly have been tempted.

However from living in the northeast almost all my life and particularly on Long Island, I know what can happen in a moment or a day at this time of the year. Winter can roar back in. While temperatures will be in the mid 50's a few times this week and someone was riding with a convertible top down the other day, February can come in a like a lamb and deliver us a Valentine's Day Blizzard. I have seen some incredible snows during President's/Mid Winter Breaks. There is no telling what will happen.

Then again tomorrow I may trade in my snow shovel for a rake.... at least for a day!

A Funny Song

2012-01-15T13:39:00.003-05:00

I know an old lady who swallowed a fly... I know an old lady who swallowed a spider... She swallowed the spider to catch the fly. But I don't know she swallowed the fly...

Another song from my childhood that my grandkids love me to sing. Here the other day I saw this song (well nearly) in action.

Spiders spin webs, catch flys and then work on their wings so they cannnot fly away. Nature at work. Pretty cool.

On a lighter note with temperatures well below freezing I went out to the pond today and checked to see how the filter was running. It was fine. The running water makes a hole in the ice for the oxygen to get in and the carbon dioxide and other poisonous gases to get out. The fish don't eat when it is cold. They may occasionally nibble on some algae but basically they do what we do in winter in the northeast United States. They rest. In about 6 weeks they cycle will begin again and they will come looking for food. I have video posted on YouTube of this a few years ago. It is cool. Go to peterpumpkin8 for this on YouTube if you'd like to see this along with many other videos from the backyard.

Time to Laugh

2012-01-07T10:17:00.003-05:00

On my facebook page this morning I wrote about laughter. It is something we all need. It is good like medicine. Without getting into all the scientific facts it is healthy to laugh.

Think about things that have happened in your life which have made you crack up and laugh so hard that you almost cried, or you hyperventilated. Maybe it is a certain movie which watching it makes you bust into laughter. The Three Stooges, or It is a Mad Mad Mad Mad World can do that for some. Others find that the Honeymooners or Abbott and Costello bring on laughter. Whatever does it for you, laugh!

Years ago, when going through a difficult time when laughter was missing from my life and needed, my friend John Foster sent me a rock with the word, "LAUGH" engraved on it. I have it on my desk today. It serves as a reminder.

Some years ago, there was a couple in the Rolling Hills Covenant Church in California. A kitten had climber up in a tree on their property and it would not come down. It was crying. They called the fire department and were told, "No we don't answer cat in the tree calls anymore."

The couple tried everything. Finally they had an idea. The husband took a rope and somehow lassoed it to the top of the tree. Then he tied the other end to the bumper of his car. He figured if he could get the top of the tree low enough he could reach for the kitten and rescue it. As he slowly backed up the rope broke and the tree snapped back into place sending the kitten sailing through the neighborhood. A true catapult!

A few days later, while in the grocery store the wife ran into a neighbor. She noticed that in her cart were kitty litter and cat food. She said to the her neighbor, "I didn't know you had a cat." She responded, "Well the funniest thing happened a few days ago. You know since my husband died I have been so lonely. I thought maybe if I had an animal, that would help. So I was at my sliding glass doors looking out into my backyard and I prayed, 'LORD, if You want me to have a pet, would you please show me?' And God dropped this cat right out of heaven!"

Its That Time Of Year

2012-01-06T02:06:00.002-05:00

January is the coldest month of the year. It is for the most part the least active month in the garden. Yet yesterday, my grandson, Tristan, joined me for a trek out to the fish pond to see if any fish were up. They weren't. He noticed the ice around the falls. We came back inside. I have a marigold in a pot from last year, still blooming. I showed him how to get seeds off the dead flowers. We have enough seeds for loads of marigold plants now.

In a few weeks I'll plant the first of the Day Lily Seeds, then others. This is a great time for planning for this year's gardens. I still add regularly to the compost pile. Birds are enjoying suet at the feeders.

Next month the crocus will appear... and we'll be on our way. Enjoy the break because it won't last long. Soon we'll be back out in our yards, gardening and loving each moment of it.

Christmas After Thoughts

2011-12-28T20:44:00.002-05:00

Many will be taking down the Christmas decorations in their home in a few days. Trees will be out at the curb and those credit cards bills will begin to arrive.

Some after thoughts about Christmas:
*Now is the time to plan out that spring garden. Seeds will go on sale soon after New Years.
*Before you throw out those Christmas Cards consider this idea. Pick out your favorites and cut off the backs and paste the fronts together. Then punch holes in the top and bottom. Attach them together with red or green or white ribbon. About 8 or 10 make a great chain. Hang them up each year before the new cards begin to arrive.
*Pray for each person or family who sent you a card this year before you do the project previously mentioned.
*Great time now to buy next year's wrapping paper and cards! Up to 65% off in some stores.
*Make pictures up for those older folks who still do not have a computer. Mail them out this week.

Have a Happy New Year!

A Memorable Christmas Eve

2011-12-14T10:30:00.004-05:00

Christmas Eve 1981 along New York's Southern Tier brought a major snow storm. As the day went on the snow began to pile up. Our plan was to hold the Christmas Eve Service in the little chapel I was pastor of and then head out to my folks 150 miles down Route 17. The snow continued past dark. The wind howled and the snow drifted.

By the time of service people began to fill up the buildng. There were many people I had never seen. The story came out. Area churches closed due to the weather. People found ours opened and came in. They continued to come after the service had begun.

Since I was a young pastor and went in where angels feared to tread and also because I lived right next door to the church in the parsonage, the thought of canceling one of the most important services of the year never entered my mind. Besides I had recently learned that The Night Before Christmas had been written by a New York City pastor for his children. I would like to think that before Momma was in kerchief and Poppa in his cap, they had led their parish's Christmas Eve service.

We ended up with standing room only that snowy Christmas Eve. It was a amazing. The little chapel I was the pastor of those 2 years never looked or sounded more sublime. The warmth on the inside was contrasted with the winter storm on the outside. The singing of the Christmas Carols drowned out the howling of the wind.

We did make the trip after that service. The snow had subsided. The roads were cleared. On the way there beautiful Christmas music filled the car. Nana and Poppa were waiting for their grandkids as they arrived.

Make plans to attend your church's Christmas Eve Service no matter what this month. It is the most wonderful time of the year!

My Neighborhood Smells

2011-11-14T11:21:00.004-05:00

My Neighborhood smells so good! On a run last evening around dinner time while listening to Keith Green's music I began to pick up on a wide variety of culinary delights. It is amazing how the cool autumn air can augment those wonderful odors. Some must have been making some soups while others were grilling steaks. I ran for 35 minutes through streets I have been on for over a quarter of a century. Then I came upon the Peter Pan Diner and that was a mixture of grilling and sauteing and the like. It was wonderful.

I also ran early on by a yard which had just been raked of its leaves. The lawn gave that pleasant odor of grass as it does in late fall and early spring. Even the odor of leaves that had broken down and become part of the earth was there.

My neighborhood smells are wonderful to the olfactory senses. I love living here and running through the streets.

November's Gardening

2011-11-02T02:43:00.004-04:00

In the northeast leaves are falling, we have had frost and even a record early snowfall.

Mulching leaves and putting them back into the gardens is not only a way to prevent more landfills from appearing, it is a way to add richness to your soil. My friend, Charlie, actually picks up the bags of oak leaves from around town and grinds them up for potting soil for next years annuals. Even maple tree leaves will break down beautifully over the winter if they are mulched.

Now is the time to comb over morning glories, marigolds and four o'clocks and pull off the seed pods and save them for this coming spring.

Some bulbs can still go in for the next few weeks. A little bit of work now can produce beautiful early spring flowers that will come back for years. Crocus, Daffodils and Tulips are definitely welcomed additions when winter ends.

As we move towards Thanksgiving I am thankful for many blessings in my life, one of which is my backyard.

Never Too Early/ Right Anytime

2011-10-26T22:45:00.005-04:00

Although it is a National Holiday that is five weeks away, it is always the right time to give thanks. Actually it would be called a holy day. If you read the first Proclamation made by President Abraham Lincoln making the fourth Thursday of November a day to give thanks to Almighty God for His blessings upon America you will see this.

I began my thanksgiving celebration a few days ago. It takes that much time for me to give thanks for my blessings. I live in the United States, was educated in Public School system of Bellmore, Long Island. The people God has brought into my life have been an incredible blessing. For the past 27 years it has been my privilege to pastor a church which loves me in spite of all my flaws. Seeing God work in people's lives is beyond description.

My family is such a blessing to me. . My wife Lucy is a special lady. I am thankful for my children. Nearly 8 years ago I become a Poppa. My six grand kids bring smiles to my heart and life. Being Uncle Larry to terrific nephews and nieces is sweet.

I could go on and on and on. Seeing miracles along the way, living in such a great town, being part of many many lives are all blessings I count this Thanksgiving.

Join me in giving thanks! We have a lot to be thankful for!

Hearing From An Old Friend

2011-10-25T11:52:00.003-04:00

My friend Norman called me yesterday. We have known each other for over 40 years. We ran track and cross country in Junior High and High School. How good it was to pick up the phone and hear his voice asking how I was doing.

We shared a lot when we were young. We spent lots of fun times together. Now we are both much older but still good friends. I remember the phone conversation we had last Christmas. It was like yesterday then and now.

Pick up the phone today, text or e-mail some old friend in your life. You will make their day!

Thanks Norman!

Wonderful Seasons

2011-10-24T07:57:00.002-04:00

Spring and Fall share similarities. There are the cool morning temperatures both bring and the mild days. In spring we are looking for new growth, in the autumn we are preparing for winter.

For me each season is beautiful. I have memories and experiences from all 4 seasons that I cherish. I love the crisp clean air after a snowfall. The beauty of the blanket of white makes it in the words of Dean Martin and Frank Sinatra, A Marshmallow World! The promise of spring the blooms of the summer and the colors of fall are all wonderful.

Wildlife abounds in my backyard all year. Seeing Blue jays and Cardinals in the trees in the winter makes me feel like singing some patriotic song. Watching the Carolina Wrens and the Mocking Birds appear is beautiful to the eyes and ears.

We recycle everything that is recyclable so the soil is rich and the waste is next to nothing.

It is a wonderful world that God has created!

Summer Memories From Another Generation

2011-10-21T14:40:00.002-04:00

This picture brings a rush of memories to my mind and heart. When I was a kid we stayed in cabins very similar to these. Into the White Mountains of New Hampshire, my friend John Foster (who took this picture) journeyed one day. We went to the place where my family (for three generations) went to "get away from it all" for a week. The cabins were gone.

Like these they belonged to age before Disney World was built and the strings of motel chains with easy access off the interstate dominated the landscape. I can remember that time very well. Now a family can stay an inn, get breakfast the next day and be on their way. We cooked our own breakfast in these cabins. We did the dishes too!

I remember the easiness of vacations then. With marshmallows on sticks over the coals which had cooked that evening's hamburgers we sat as the lightening bugs came out and talked. We laughed. Dad brought his ukulele and we sang old songs.

We hiked mountain trails in the day. We were on summer family vacation without a care in the world. For me it was, as I look back now, a foretaste of heaven.

When I look at the picture I remember that it was in a cabin like those that we had Dad all to ourselves. We played ball and horseshoes. He didn't have to get up early for work and we didn't have to get to bed early for school. Its a little of what I am trying to be to my grandkids today.

The cabins will be in my memory for the long haul. It was a simpler time. It was a golden age of family. I was privileged to grow up in it. If you did too, you know what I mean.

Organic Gardening

2011-10-19T07:44:00.003-04:00

Organic Gardening is fun. Everything you need is outside
the Gardening Centers and Retail Stores. Almost everything
is right outside in your own backyard.

Composting is easy and the whole process keeps you doing something in your garden all year long.

My mother and grandmother got me started with it. Egg shells, potato peelings, watermelon rinds, grass clippings and garden waste go into the compost heap. Seaweed is free and abundant and serves as a great fertilizer.

Here is a result of years of treating the soil with natural fertilizers, assisting nature to do its work, and letting the rain and sun do its. For instance I plant Four O' Clock plants around the year each year. They have a poison in their leaves which is only poison to the Japanese Beetle. I don't use insecticides at all. Bringing birds into the yard is a great help. Peanuts attract Blue Jays which eat worms hardly seen by human eyes on the tomato plants. Our dog, Moe, chases the squirrels and the rabbits out of the garden.

Beside all this it is extremely healthy. As I ate one of these carrots last evening, it didn't need to peeled, just washed. You know what went into it to grow it and what comes out is delicious. My blog (www.larrysbackyard.blogspot.com) has instructions on composting and organic gardening. Take a look around in the archives and enjoy! Like eternal life, its free!

A Single Seed

2011-10-18T15:21:00.002-04:00

This morning I went out a pulled three black seeds off a Four O'Clock Plant. This is a special plant. In the fall of 2005 these seeds were given to me from a neighbor of our family in China. We planted them the following spring. For 5 years we have been enjoying the blooms of these multicolored plants.

After the summer blooms are gone the Four O'Clocks bloom into November here on Long Island. As I held those three seeds in my hand I thought of how from year to year the seeds keep giving from that original gift. I thought of the wide variety of color they bring. Each bloom is white and splashed randomly with a deep violet. No two blooms are the same.

The Four O'Clocks give off a perfume fragrance. The sight and smell remind me of China. Some souvenirs have special value, others are beyond price. That is the way I felt today when I pulled the seeds off, brought them inside and stored them for the next April when I will put them in the ground and enjoy the show all over again!

Autumn Richness

2011-10-11T09:16:00.003-04:00

The colors have just begun here on Long Island. Red and orange leaves are appearing. It is beautiful.

After those leaves fall (the picture is from last year) they are mulched and placed in the gardens on the premises. Why fill the landfills with what is the best fertilizer for the gardens: leaf mulch. Last time we bagged leaves (a while ago) there were over 100 bags to be picked up. Now with mulchers and wheel barrels we harvest what God gives us after we have enjoyed the colors and put it right back into the earth.

We were green before most people knew what that was!

October

2011-10-01T08:37:00.003-04:00

The summer has gone. The harvest is almost in. Cooler temperatures prevail. Leaves have begun to turn colors. Mums are budding and beginning to bloom. Playoffs, League Championships and the Fall Classic, the World Series are the topics on Facebook and among friends.

Kids are home from school on selected days and not day in and day out. Some people have begun Christmas shopping but most have not. Iced Tea and Lemonade and the ice cream truck are being replaced by hot chocolate and hot cider.

High School Football Games, and raking leaves and making plans for Thanksgiving are among the activities now. Pools are closed, beaches nearly deserted and jackets are being worn. The occasional scent of a fire burning in the evening to take the chill out of a house fills the nostrils.

Days are getting shorter, nights longer and the sky clear and the air crisp as this wonderful month of October begins.

Multi Colored 4 o'clocks

2011-09-14T11:22:00.003-04:00

The creation is amazing. I brought seeds back from China in 2005 from 4 o'clocks (native to Peru!) which had multi colors. I had never seen them before like this. In 2006 I had my first "crop" of blooms. Taking the seeds off those and saving them each year has enabled me to continue to plant them for 5 consecutive plantings. They are a delight in the yard. Blooming at 4pm each day, reminding me of family in China and the old gentleman that shook the bushes for me to get the seeds and of course the detail the LORD has put into what is a very common flower in South America lifts the spirit. A side bar- Japanese Beetles find the leaf of them poisonous and it will take care of them very naturally if you plant them once. The seeds of the yellow flowering ones are so strong that they will replant themselves each year.

Bloom Where You Are Planted

2011-09-04T07:47:00.003-04:00

Several years ago I went across the street to the

state property and made some cuttings off the trumpet vine which was growing there.

I had read up on how to propagate this plant. Take several cuttings, lay them on broken up ground and cover them with soil. They will put down roots and within three years put out blossoms which are pictured here. The more you cut it back in the fall the larger the vine will grow in the spring and with it flowers all summer right into the fall.

Once again nature has many analogies to life. The cutting back, the squeezing, the adversity we experience makes our roots go deeper. We determine whether they will be bitter roots or roots that produce beauty.

It is always pleasant to be around someone who has allowed life's difficulties to make them better not bitter. If this vine could speak I suppose it would have said, when I originally cut it, "What are you doing?! That hurts! Just leave me alone!" When I planted it, "Now you are throwing dirt on me! Don't you know if you had left me alone I would have bloomed?!" When I pruned it, "Ouch! There you go again with those pruning shears! Do you enjoy seeing me suffer?!" Now- "I am so thankful for all the disruptions. I am blooming where I have been planted!"

Hurricane Irene

2011-09-01T18:53:00.002-04:00

Our power is back on after 5 days. Having lived through other hurricanes here on Long Island this was not the worst but it did leave a lot of people without electricity. Some are still waiting to be restored.

Amazing!

2011-08-11T07:47:00.004-04:00

It happens each year around this time. The harvest begins to come in. The cherry tomatoes weren't even planted this year. From either some that dropped last year or some compost that didn't break down these little seeds survived the winter. When I got my pots full to plant this year grape tomatoes what to my wondering eyes did appear but 4 cherry tomato seedlings.

Carefully I transplanted them into individual pots and now the harvest is beginning! In each of those little spheres of delicious fruit is enough seeds to plant a whole garden next year.

God created the heavens and the earth and as Pastor Eugene Hazard said to me one time, "It is an amazing earth which the LORD created."

The whole cycle of life right in my own backyard amazes me. We used to put out over 100 60 gallon bags of leaves for pickup each fall. Now we mulch them and with a wheel barrel I carry them next door from the church yard to my yard. Thanks Mr. Pawson for mulching them for me.

One time he asked, "What are you doing with all those leaves?!" Nothing but spreading them into the gardens. By the following spring the most beautiful soil is there. Then cherry tomato seeds germinate. This year once again I added the sea weed from the Great South Bay and horse manure tea along with egg shells. The result- absolutely delicious cherry tomatoes which were virtually free. To this I respond, "Thanks LORD!!!"

Stories of Hope

2011-08-08T15:35:00.004-04:00

I remember the advice from an old pastor one time to me, "Give them hope!" His name was Eugene Hazard. He was a dear friend.

Hope is needed today as the stock market slides here in America. It is needed as social structures which continue to change affect the lives of people. My conversation with a grandma at the town pool the other day confirmed that. Hope is needed everywhere.

I love the exchange between Froto and Sam in LORD of the Rings. Froto says that he cannot go on. Sam encourages him with the words, "There is a little good left in the world and it is worth fighting for." They continue their quest.

Hope was seen in the backyard this morning as a Daylily that is a late bloomer put out another scape which will bring blooms into September. I love those out of season blooms. I love when it happens in life.

I began running again after years of putting on pounds. The result has been astounding. I feel so much better. Today I did an exercise at the track I had not done since High School, 38 years ago!

Colonel Sanders, who began the World Wide KFC Chain, began his venture after years of failing with his first Social Security Check.

I returned to coaching Little League after being out of it for over 20 years when my granddaughter joined. It has been so much fun. Being back out there on the field is such a joy.

When Israel went into the Galilee after nearly 2,000 years of being away from it much of it was a swamp. Today beautiful farms and orchards line the hills around that Sea. I have eaten of the fruit and it is delicious.

One more... last year my good friend Rudy Migliore gave me some cuttings from a fig tree. I planted it, did everything I was supposed to over the winter and this spring it looked dead as a doornail. Not until summer did new shoots pop up and a beautiful tree emerge. It reminds me of how life is at times. When we think it is all over, God writes a new chapter. When we think there is no hope suddenly hope springs up!

Tomorrow the sun will rise and who knows what the tide will bring in- Castaway

Photo Courtesy of Vickie Tomlinson

A Great Site

2011-08-06T19:35:00.001-04:00

It is my privilege to share my friend Judy Werber's site with you. She is an incredible gardener and will provide you with inspiration as well as helpful hints. Visit her at www.facebook.com/#!/LazyDaisyCreationsbyJudithA.Werber

It Happens Every Time At This Time of the Year

2011-07-26T08:59:00.008-04:00

So much is happening out back that I have not been blogging as I would like to. Daylilies have been crossed for the years ahead, vegetables are coming out of the garden and the blooms are beautiful. I am thankful to the Creator for all these good things.

The Seaweed Attraction

2011-07-02T15:16:00.002-04:00

I read in one of my gardening books that seaweed was very beneficial for the garden. Last year I began placing the bounty of the bay into the tomato pots in the backyard. The result was phenomenal! Not only did I have a bumper crop but the tomatoes were so sweet. I went to the bay to get more today.

Before long I had an audience. Curiosity gets the best of people and finally they come over and ask, "Can you tell me what you are going to do with the seaweed? I'm sorry I just had to ask." I began to tell them of its many benefits (which I learned from the book, Organic Gardening and other sources).

1. It holds in moisture. While other places in the country on this 4th of July Weekend are getting rain, the next 10 days are supposed to be very dry here on Long Island. Watering is necessary and the moisture is trapped by the seaweed.
2. It provides nutrients to the soil. It also controls weed growth.
3. The salt is good for the tomato plants. Years ago Israel was drilling for water in the Negev. They hit warm springs. There was saline in the water. The outcome was the sweetest cherry tomatoes in the world.

As I shared this info with the ladies gathered around me, one of them went to get a bag to bring some home to her garden.

I kicked off my flip flops, let the bay come and soothe my feet as I gathered up yet another gift from our Father in Heaven, the Maker of Heaven and Earth.

First Time Blooms

2011-06-26T08:23:00.006-04:00

Hybridized in the backyard, here are blooms from the past week!

Atlas Revisited

2011-06-25T07:28:00.003-04:00

I've written before of this scene. That time I was behind Atlas, looking into St. Patrick's Cathedral. This time I was inside the church. Whatever the view it is a study in contrast. Outside Atlas has the world on his shoulders, bowed down from the weight of it. Inside are people who are bowing to the LORD and asking Him to take the burdens from them. And He does!

We can be like Atlas, bowed down under the load of the world or we can join the worshippers who leave the church without the heavy burdens they came in with.

Cast all your care on Him for He cares for you!

A Tribute To Peaches White by Moe Mancini

2011-06-04T20:19:00.004-04:00

I lost a good friend yesterday. Here we are in the picture to the right. I have known Peaches since I was a puppy. When she came to visit we would always have fun together.

The first time I met her we wrestled for almost two hours while our families watched and laughed at us. Us dogs tend to be very territorial but with Peaches and I, well we loved visiting each other's homes and yards.

I used to steal her food. You know how us puppies are- full of fun. We loved playing tug of war with a rope or a toy. When I heard she was coming down to see me I would wait at the door. When she left I was sad, almost depressed!

To say her family will miss her is an understatement indeed. Peaches, in the words of Lucy, "had manners." She was the kindest sweetest dog I ever knew. She let me be the boss when we played not because I was bigger than her but that is just the way she was. We never got in a fight. Not because I can't fight but I loved Peaches. Everyone did.

Along with the rest of the family I will miss her. She was one of a kind. Good bye my friend.

Hope

2011-05-25T08:12:00.003-04:00

After enjoying a good run this morning I returned for my cool down. This amounts to 2 laps around the parking lot, walking and letting my heart return to its normal beat.

This morning I noticed a large can of Budweiser on the curb by the walkway to the church, then another which had been tossed by one of the gardens. In front of the one by the curb, where obviously someone sat, was a torn up lotto card. Somewhere between 10pm and 5:30 am there was a person sitting there. I don't know who he was. Perhaps you are reading this now and it was you. I would have liked to talk to him.

The stuff we leave behind speaks of our lives. While not always the case, it is true often those who drink alone have a drinking problem. That is actually one of the signs of a problem drinker. The ripped up lotto card tells a lot. I imagine when this person bought it, they were hoping for a large windfall. Their hope disappeared.

Within the building this person was just within a few feet of is a place where hope is offered regularly. In fact we are beginning a grief group there soon and that is what we will center on: Hope. I would have loved to tell this person about hope.

Lonely souls, heart broken people are everywhere. Bad marriages, a loss of a job, the loss of loved ones, the list goes on. People need hope.

I heard that the American Red Cross years ago told how people who drown do so within 25 feet of safety. If you are in need of hope today, read your Bible. It is full of Hope. If you are sailing through life and all is well, don't overlook the hopeless all around you.

The man who sat alone at the steps of the church last night is on my heart this morning and in my prayers. "God, give him Hope today."

Rainy Daze

2011-05-18T20:37:00.002-04:00

It has been raining for several days now. People have complained about it. The ones I feel bad for are those who have leaks and roof problems. The rest of us need to realize how valuable this inconvenience is.

The backyard has puddles. The rain has saturated the ground and can longer contain it. Thankfully on Long Island they don't last long at all. We are a virtual sandpit and have very good drainage.

What has happened is that some of the plants have grown like crazy. The Jerusalem Artichokes seem to have lept up about a foot in the past few days. The Chinese Morning Glories are looking so good. Even the vegetable garden has been affected. It is wonderful to see what rain does. While the absence of sun can drag one's spirit down just look at what the rain does and your spirit will soar. When the storm passes you will enjoy the sunshine even more- even if the forecast says it won't be until next week.

Mother's Day Reflections

2011-05-08T18:47:00.002-04:00

At the end of this Mother's Day 2011 thoughts arise. I am thankful, so thankful for my Mom. I told her in a number of ways this weekend. However it doesn't seem like enough in light of all she has done for me and my brother and sister.

I watched Leo give his Mom, my wife, a beautiful necklace. What a beautiful gift.

There's more. Having lived in this community for nearly 27 years now I have seen a whole generation of kids ( my own included) grow up and become Moms. Several were on the Little League Teams I coached in the 1980's. Some of those girls are now today's coaches.

This wonderful fact comes to me often: I have seen little girls become young women and then have children of their own. It is quite moving.

While there is a lot wrong in this world there is also a lot right with it. There is always hope when moms love their children the way I am seeing these do. Beginning with my own daughters and branching out across our town I watch with delight the circle of life going on and on. Even at dinner this evening I listened to a couple with plans to get married one day talk about how they want to raise their children when God blesses them with them.

I salute all you young ladies who are wonderful Mom's. It is a Happy Mother's Day for you and as I look it is for me too. God bless each of you as you bring those little ones up with love and care. You are doing a most noble task. You are blessing this Poppa abundantly as I see you carry it out with love and grace.

Fresh Cut Grass

2011-05-07T22:06:00.004-04:00

I just got back from being away for 3 days. The lawn grew a lot. In the back yard it was so thick that I had to cut it several times, even with the new mulcher.

I was exhausted from the meetings. Going outside on this beautiful spring evening was invigorating. Suddenly I was no longer tired but I was energized. I fed the fish. Then I cleaned off the filter head. It is algae bloom season. The water for the next few days will be a murkey green. Then it will settle down and clear up just with regular changing of the filter head.

It is quite amazing how just like that I went from exhaustion to invigoration. I didn't take any pills or caffiene. I didn't sleep. I just started up the mower and went to work.

I have a good life, one filled with excitement but also one that has it quiet times and even ones like tonight where the therapy was not sleeping but working. I will sleep well tonight, though.

They Are Back!

2011-05-03T20:45:00.002-04:00

This morning I saw three leopard frogs jump into our little fish pond in the backyard. These guys wintered there. Our pond is as natural as it can be. I want our fish and frogs and guests to enjoy it as much as they can. It was a childhood dream of mine to have a pond. That dream finally became a reality when I was 39 years old. We have enjoyed the birds and turtles which have come over the years as well as the toads and other visitors. With grandkids in our lives they too enjoy seeing nature, undisturbed.

A High Compliment

2011-05-01T06:05:00.004-04:00

Sixteen years ago this month, when our backyard began the transformation from where volleyball nets were set up and where wiffle ball games and croquet matches took place, we began with a fish pond. Now the yard is a series of gardens including day lilies, vegetables and a water garden. We have several berry patches as well.

I read, as the changes were taking place, that something called "univited guests" would come. We placed fish in the pond but toads, frogs and even box turtles have made appearances. Univited guests are a compliment in the backyard. It shows that there is a safe enviroment for them where they can live or visit before the suburbs displaced their ancestors.

Yesterday I noticed a very young mourning dove on the neighbor's roof. Last evening this little guy found his way to the backyard. It allowed me to get very close and take this picture. It felt safe. After a flight up to the gas grill and then onto the tree where its mothers was waiting, it rested again. It is learning to fly.

Perhaps one of the highest compliments we can be paid in life is what this dove showed me last evening, that people feel safe with us. To know someone trusts you is truly humbling. To be around someone with that is not threatening is wonderful. Perhaps that is why grandkids love grandparents.

I love the univited guests that come to our yard. They teach me. I want my life to be the kind where people feel safe around me.

A Special Place

2011-04-22T22:52:00.003-04:00

I have officiated at many funerals in my 30 plus years as a pastor. I have visited many grave sites. One out of all them stands out to me. It is the Garden Tomb in Jerusalem where Jesus was laid to rest on Good Friday. It was borrowed from Joseph of Arimathea. Someone said it was borrowed because Jesus would only need it for the weekend! The thing that is unique about this grave is that it is uninhabited- It is empty!

On one of my trips to Israel we had a "free" day to do what we wanted. A few of us went to the Garden Tomb. After walking around we sat and watched by the entrance as different groups from all over the world came in, one after another. There were Japanese people, people who spoke Spanish, and even some southern Americans. They came to see the place where their LORD once lay. In those words of the angel on that first Easter Sunday, "He is not here, He is Risen! Come see the place where they laid Him."

That is the Good News!

Saints Among Us

2011-04-13T10:43:00.003-04:00

When Billy Graham came to Long Island over 20 years ago to hold a crusade, he was questioned by the media concerning the fall of two very well known televangelists which had recently occurred. He responded to several probing inquiries and then made a statement to the press without being asked to. He said, "Last night I looked out of my hotel window here at the Marriott. I watched plane after plane land safely at Kennedy Airport. One after another without any incidence reached the ground with its passengers." He went onto say, "I didn't read anything in the paper about that this morning. But if one of those planes crashed, it would be headlines around the world. You all would be there covering the story instead of interviewing me now." Then he made his point, "Literally thousands upon thousands of pastors go quietly about their work every single day here in the United States with out any fanfare. They visit their people who are sick, pray , listen and encourage souls and are men of integrity. Yet when two well known ones fall you all report it on the front pages. I would love to see you tell of the ones who do their work each day faithfully with little recognition." The past few months we saw two ladies go to heaven who were the wives of faithful pastors of the Bay Shore Church of the Nazarene. Wilma Utter died a few weeks ago and this morning in Boston, Doris Restrick finished her earthly journey. They both served next to their husbands here in this community. Their labor was not in vain. They are among my heroes. Doris and her husband Pastor Bill sacrificed to see this church established here in the Heart of the South Shore of Long Island. She supported him. She loved her the LORD. It is seen in her children. We pray for them today. We remember one of the lessons of her life. Faithfulness will be rewarded in heaven. She heard Jesus say to her this morning at 5am, "Well done good and faithful servant. Welcome home!" Great is her reward in heaven right now. May we follow in her footsteps!

A Beautiful Sight

2011-04-10T07:12:00.003-04:00

Many people love the finished product of the blooms on the flowering plants. I am among them but I also love to see the breaking forth of the soil in spring, not just by human hands but by God's Hand in His wonder filled creation.

Here is the beginning of the Bleeding Heart Plant which was a gift from Edie Raevis. This plant will put out very unique flowers later this spring. For now it is a wonder to me to see it push through the soil and begin its trek upward. This is happening all over the backyard. It is a beautiful site. Rebirth outback!

The Master's Hand

2011-03-31T13:18:00.004-04:00

Back in 1974 I bought a Harmony guitar from a gentleman who did not have a clue how to play the six strings. He had purchased it from a person who needed money. I paid $35 for it. It reeked of cigarette smoke. I am sure the then 25 year old instrument could tell some incredible stories of where it had been, if it could talk. For years it sat in a corner, unable to be played because of a short in its electric system. A few months ago a saint in our church died at the age of 90. I had been her pastor for a quarter of a century. She was quite a lady. Her grandson, Ray, restores guitars. He took my old Harmony a few months ago. With his God-given skill, his hands went to work on the aged instrument. Last night I got to see his work. The guitar is actually in better shape than it was when it was new. I played it and out of it flowed beautiful mellow music such as I had never heard before from it. The master had done his work and I held the treasure, the finished product. Once a instrument played in bars where people drowned themselves in alcohol and sadness, where men cried in their beer, where poisonous smoke filled the room, now it will be played in church. It will play its own story in a way, the story of restoration, hope and what happens when the Master of Love touches people lives. The story continues in the souls of people today! Thanks Ray! P.S. Ray Matter can be reached through his website at http://www.aluminumguitars.com/ If you would like to speak to me concerning new life for you in your soul I can be reached at bayshorenaz@rock.com

Morning Run and Many Memories

2011-03-25T08:10:00.002-04:00

Next weekend we will honor once again a man
who had such a great impact on a whole generation
of runners at Mepham High School and whose
influence continues to this day. Thanks Coach Paul Limmer!

This morning as I ran in freezing temperatures with music from the 70's playing in my ears, I thought of how our coach made us tougher than we were. I am 54 years old now. I met him 40 years ago. He is the Coach and the Daylily Master. My running and my gardens are a tribute to him. Thanks Coach!

As I coach Little League (for my granddaughter's team) beginning tomorrow the way he coached will come through... always encouraging kids to be better than they are! God bless you Paul Limmer!

Its Spring! Old Man Winter Is Just Not Leaving Quietly

2011-03-24T08:11:00.005-04:00

Its spring time on Long Island! Pay no attention to

snow that fell last night- it will soon disappear! Look at this amazing flower! It weathers the storms. We have such an incredible variety here in the northeast. Crocus, Daffodils, and even Tulips along with snow drops and Stars of Bethlehem are not affected by Winter's Parting Shot.

I happen to love these last shots of snow. It has a unique beauty. It reminds me of the changing seasons and that even in them there is double beauty to behold!

What a wonderful creation God has given to us!

Early Blooms

2011-03-22T07:36:00.002-04:00

Spring in my backyard is such an interesting time. Over the past 25 plus years a lot of bulbs have been planted. It is like a harvest time. What has been placed in the ground comes up each spring. The yard goes from being brown to green, from being asleep to being wide awake, from being dead to being alive.

Think of the things you are planting these days. I have never regretted planting forgiveness, encouragement, words of kindness and honesty. Think of honesty. If you always tell the truth you never have to worry about remembering what you said to someone so to cover a lie! Life is like a garden. Plant good things and good will come out. When there is a return it is joyful and satisfying.

For the Birds

2011-03-14T10:03:00.002-04:00

After birding for over a quarter a century I have learned a few things from our fine feathered friends. Here are a few thoughts. With a single feeder you can bring many birds into your backyard. Just the other day a red headed woodpecker came to our suet cake feeder and wowed Lucy and I. One time a friend was over and he commented on the birds in my backyard as we sat by the koi pond. He said, "I have lived on Long Island and I have never seen these birds before."

Make sure the feeder get a little food each morning. I use half a yogurt container. You don't want the birds to depend on your feeder alone. They need to work for their food as do human beings unless they have special needs and are not able. Don't create the mess our government has with 35% of the people in our country on some type assistance. Work is good for the birds and us.

Make sure the feeder is up high enough so the cats in the neighborhood are not a threat. My dog Moe is on cat and squirrel patrol. He keeps the yard safe for the birds.

A small bird bath near the feeder will provide water and encourage them to come in.

If you have a vegetable garden the birds will work for you. Another reason not overfeed them is that they love insects. Our gardens are 100% organic. The birds come and eat the pests. Only the short sighted gardener will chase the birds out. For instance the blue jay is a friends of tomato plants. He will go under leaves where worms that put holes in the tomatoes live and eat them right up.

Birds like quiet when they eat so keep your feeders in a place where they can dine in peace.

One more thing, if you can, put your feeders as close to your kitchen windows as you can. We have ours positioned just outside our bay window. Our kitchen table is right there. We have many meals with the birds! They are great dining partners!

Sunrise And The Beginning Of A New Day!

2011-03-12T07:06:00.002-05:00

The sun is rising here on Long Island's south shore this morning. The temperatures are headed into the 50's. The earth is warming and a variety of crocus and snow drops will open again when the sun hits them. The fish in my backyard pond are swimming around, slowly. Red Winged Blackbirds were at the feeders at dawn. The grass is turning green. The trees' buds are swelling. Spring is a week away but for all intended purposes it is here! It is a wondrous time! It reminds of a song we sang as kids:

What a wondrous time is spring

When All the trees are budding,

The birds begin to sing

The flowers start their blooming

That's how is with God's love,

Once you experience it,

You want to sing,

Its Fresh like Spring.

You want to pass it on.

In light of yesterday's devastating earthquake/ tsunami our thoughts go to those suffering today even as many of reading this post are enjoying this day. Pray for the families who lost loved ones. Give through a reputable relief organization like Samaritan's Purse. Hold those people close to your thoughts today. Pass on God's Love!

A Tribute To My Coaches

2011-03-10T09:24:00.004-05:00

On the way home from the dentist's the other day several runners from our High School passed by. Whew! What a flood of memories! It brought me back to the early 70's.

I remember running through the streets of Bellmore. Most people did not understand our motivation but comeradie and personal achievment and freedom were among things that drove us.

Akin to those things were the coaches we had. Jim Murrin, Gerry Hughes and Paul Limmer sacrificed their time for kids- us kids! On cold early spring days they would be outside in all kinds of weather with us. They would tell us what the workout was and talk to us about doing our best and the benefit of hard work.

As we grew older we got to know their families. Today is Gerry Hughes birthday. As Mike McQuillan said earlier today, "This is Coach Hughes' first birthday in heaven." We lost Coach last fall. On November 8th he left this world. At his funeral beautiful bag pipes played "Amazing Grace" we said goodbye for now to our friend and coach. His family, wife, children and grandchildren were at the front that morning. We pray for them today. He is greatly missed by each of them- beyond words. We miss him too. But the memories of him being out there with us come back in interesting ways- like seeing the runners the other day.

Thanks to the families of our coaches who sacrificed themselves and time with dads and husbands so we could have them. We'll never forget them or the sacrifice they made! They are in our hearts forever.

Spring Update

2011-03-04T08:20:00.002-05:00

Spring is not into full swing quite yet but it is close- very close. Here are so more signs:
1- I came out of the church at lunchtime yesterday and the birds were singing up a storm.
2- The red winged blackbirds were gathering in the trees again. (video here from a previous March gathering in archives)
3- I spotted yet another fish in the pond- they are moving up slowly- with tomorrow's temperatures they could be up for good.
4- Buds are on the trees.
5- More crocuses are up.
6- The days are longer.
7- The nights are shorter.

Here comes spring!

In Like a Lion, Out Like a Lamb

2011-03-02T17:15:00.002-05:00

It is March. It is probably the most unpredictable month for Long Island as well as other places. The temperature can moderate like today. Lucy and I took a walk to Barnes and Noble to do some studying. It was beautiful out. We can still get snow although none is predicted for the next days. We can get spring showers. The wind can whip like it is now. By the end of the month winter is gone and spring is here. All the signs of an early spring are around us. If the prediction for Saturday of 50 degrees holds I plan on starting the backyard spring clean up.

It is the end of one season and the beginning of another. It is a time of new life, rebirth and seeing things turn green. It is a time of corned beef and cabbage, of the St. Patty's Day Parade and shamrock. It is March. It is when we can say these words with offending someone, "Go fly a kite!" It is perfect weather for that!

Why It Is Called Spring

2011-02-26T15:40:00.003-05:00

On Long Island we have had snow on the ground from

December 26th until a few days ago. It was the longest stretch I ever saw in all my 43 winters here. Then the rains came yesterday. Heavy rain and wind. The temperature went up to 50 degrees and the snow disappeared. While there are still piles here and there, green has emerged as the dominant color of the landscape once again.

Underneath that frozen blanket lay bulbs deep in the ground. They have been planted over the years. The deep freeze is needed for these amazing perennials. Crocuses, Daffodils and Tulips as well as the incredible Daylilies all have been sleeping through the dead of winter. They have rejuvenated.

This morning while filling the bird feeders something caught my eye. It was a crocus! Not yet in bloom but green and strong it pushed itself through the ground. I had to go back out and admire it again. While there I noticed several daffodils, then more- rows upon rows! All the planting I have done over the past few years is paying off in huge dividends! While it will be weeks before the daffodils bloom like the one in the picture from several years ago, there is a visible reminder spring is here in the northeast. Understanding we may get more snow before winter's end doesn't bother me. I have seen these amazing plants push right through the snow and bloom beautifully when temperatures are still cold!

For my friends futher north who still have the white winter blanket covering the outdoors- be of good cheer. It won't be long until the sun melts it and you too are seeing the earth's spring!

I love this time of the year. Most of what graces my gardens are perrenials. The rest is grass and water. A fish pond is out back as well. By next week the fish will be seen frequently. The red winged blackbirds are at the feeders regularly now. The buds are all over the trees. Spring has come like an old friend. Every year in the backyard it is more beautiful than the year before. Let's celebrate! The Creator of heaven and earth is throwing a party! You are invited to come and join in the wonderful festivities. See you there!

A Little Child Shall Lead Them

2011-02-22T18:05:00.002-05:00

Two of my grandchildren, who attend our church's nursery school, were asked to lead in prayer today for the meal at a local restaurant. Tristan and Lili prayed, "God is good. God is great. And we thank Him for this food. By His Hand we all are fed. Thank You God for daily bread. Amen." People around could hear them. It was wonderful.

After lunch they favored us with a song from school, "If you're happy and you know it..." A few minutes later at a few tables over you could hear a little girl around their age singing it. I love the way this happened. Spread a little love and joy- it is contagious! Let the kids lead us! We will learn a lot from them!

Signs of Spring

2011-02-17T17:42:00.002-05:00

I know. I know. There are still officially 4 more weeks of winter. But this news is official too:
1. I rode with the window down on the Bronco today.
2. The Red Winged Black birds are back. They were filling the trees this morning!
3. I saw more fish swimming in the pond today.
4. Birds are building nests in the bird houses in the backyard.
5. Easter candy has replaced Valentine's Day candy in Target.
6. There are only 80 days of school left until summer vacation.
7. I pulled my Day lily seeds out from the crosses I made last year.

A Great Quote

2011-02-11T07:06:00.005-05:00

Nature to the saint is sacramental. If we are children of God, we have a tremendous treasure in Nature. In every wind that blows, in every night and day of the year, in every sign of the sky, in every blossoming and every withering of the earth.- Oswald Chambers

Let Your Light Shine

2011-02-06T07:47:00.002-05:00

Exodus 27.20-21
From the beginning (Genesis 1 and John 1) the LORD has revealed Himself as Light. He is Light and in Him is no darkness at all. In Psalm 27.1 David declares the LORD is my Light and my Salvation and in Psalm 119.105 we read Thy Word is a Lamp for my feet and a Light for my path.

Revelation 1-2 we see Jesus walking among the seven lampstands. We are told in Revelation 1.20 the seven lampstands are the seven churches. In Revelation 4.5 seven lamps in front of the throne of God.

The lighting for houses in Biblical times were done according to these verses we read this morning. The lamp was placed on a high stand so it would light the entire room.

Each Christian Home is to be a light in its neighborhood. We ought to be people who bring light to those around us. We are to share the Lamb. Our lives (our behavior) ought to arrest the attention of those who do not know Christ.

The flower shaped cups, actually lilies, held the pure olive oil. The lampstand was made of gold and was one of the most ornate objects in the tabernacle. The gold and the oil symbolized purity. The pure in heart see God and reflect His glory. The flower shaped cups stand for the beauty and fragrance of a holy life.

Jesus said, "You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in Heaven." ( Matthew 5.14-16)

1. Oil, A Symbol of the Holy Spirit, Kept the Lamps Burning. -v.20
This oil -clear oil- was not from the olive press but rather from beaten olives to get a clear colorless, non smoking oil.

These seven cups on the golden lampstand had to be filled regularly.
Ephesians 4.18 Be filled with the Spirit (be filled and keep on being filled).
Just as these cups needed to be refilled regularly so that it would serve its purpose of giving light, you and I need to keep on being filled with God's Spirit so we will shine for the LORD.
We need that Quiet Time of prayer and His Word.
The Parable of the Ten Virgins (Matthew 25.1-13) demonstrates this need.
In order for us to let our light shine we need God's Spirit to come upon us each day.

Let your light shine...
2. God's Promises (in the ark) and His Moral Code (The Law/The Ten Commandments) are Light. -v.21a

The ark contained the tablets of stone along with the manna and Aaron's Rod. That gold covered
chest was a testimony to God's Holiness, Faithfulness and Power among His people.
Jesus' words (Matthew 5.17-18) right after He had declared we are the light of the world.

The brightness of the light, the strength of the witness, is in the church loving God supremely ad in loving others as ourselves. Love shines brightly in the darkness.

3. The Lamps Shone Throughout the Whole Night. -v.21b

They were to burn from evening until morning. We are to shine in the darkness Philippians 2.12-18
Watch out for grumbling and complaining about the darkness. Let your light shine. Our job is not to assess the darkness but to shine forth in it!

A replenished lamp- replenished with oil- God's Spirit- will shine through the whole night until morning dawns.

A smoldering wick He will not snuff out. Isaiah 42.3, Matthew 12.20

If you are low on oil- His Spirit- if your light is flickering- you've come to the right place this morning! Jesus. come and fill Your lambs! It is not complicated. Ask the LORD to fill you today.

Snow, Sleet and Rain

2011-02-02T07:16:00.003-05:00

Our mailman's name is Tony. He is a good guy and a hard worker. He is getting married next month.

Today with all the ice and snow and rain Tony will bring the mail to our home and hundreds of others on his route. Along with mailmen all over the country he will faithfully do his job. Be careful today guys. Watch out for the crazy people who think they don't to need use caution in this weather. And thanks carrying those pieces of US Mail to our door!

Don't Throw Any Snowballs At Me, Please.

2011-01-28T08:23:00.005-05:00

I heard on the radio the other day that the Metro NY Area is suffering from "snow fatigue". While having dinner with my Granddaughter, Emma, last evening, we heard the report that our area has already received 57 inches of snow this year. Our normal amount by this time is 19 inches. We now have about 2 feet of snow on the ground.

Personally I love it. (Please hold your fire!) I am a winter person. I would far rather shovel snow in January than mow the lawn in July. I hate heat.

But for those who do not like the snow remember there are benefits to this white stuff which we now have in abundance here. Snow is an insulator. It is better for your garden plants then a deep freeze without it. There are other benefits but the best one is nitrogen. You probably recall that from the Periodic Chart of Elements in High School Chemistry. Nitrogen is a natural fertilizer. It makes things grow like crazy. This spring (after the snow melts) and you are enjoying the flowers, think, "This beauty is brought to you by the snow fatigue you endured last winter!"

In fact for you who are longing for an early spring, don't watch the ground hog- watch the ground. In a few weeks the crocus will appear and the blooms will follow. It won't be long until you will be complaining about the heat! And if you won't I certainly will!

Days Of Our Lives

2011-01-15T06:56:00.003-05:00

Lucy and I drove through a Winter Wonderland on Route 17 Thursday to come an spend my dad's 84th birthday with him and my mom. It was a surprise. We called them on the way. Lucy actually made the call as drove. She said, "We are on the Palisades Parkway heading up to see you." We did this so my mom wouldn't stress out about cleaning her already always clean house or worry about us driving from Long Island. She admitted last night it was wise. After 54 years I think I know these folks who are my parents.

A few words about good parents to the young that I have learned in over half a century:
1- They always know more than you think they do about life.
2- They always love you more than you realize when you are young.
3- They always know more than you when you are old.
4- They are quieter about things as you get old as they realize you are getting it.
5- They love hearing stories about when you grew up in their house.
6- They are your best friends if you make them that.
7- They love to get phone calls from you in this busy rush we live in today.

Now a few words about my Dad:
I have known him for 54 years. He has been the most steady faithful man I have ever met. He loves my Mom and has been with her for 57 years as man and wife.

Dad supported me (and still does) in all my endeavors. When I ran track and cross country in High School, he was there with his Kodak 8mm movie camera. We recently put all that footage (some 17 minutes of it on DVD) and have enjoyed watching it with former teammates and Coach.

We celebrated 84 years of life yesterday and recalled surprise parties we had for his 40th, his 65th and his 80th. They were all good times.

He worked hard all his life. For the 30 years before I came on the scene he was a diligent worker. I recently told a few of my grandkids (in our snowstorm this week) that once Great Poppa, as they call him, stayed overnight in the Grand Union in Manhasset, because the snow was bad and he had to open the store the next day. He was worried he would not be able to make it back from Bellmore the next morning in the snow. They listened.

I watched my dad buy his own business. I remember him being home during a week day after he had a meeting with his attorney and thought how strange it was. I never remember him taking a sick day, although at times he should have! His attitude to his work was one where he enjoyed his job, never complained about the hours and where he had, although he never mentioned it, a deep contentment that he was taking care of his family.

When we lost my younger brother to a brain tumor over 10 years ago I saw his faith strong as ever with a broken heart. He accepted it and led the family with his few words but steady trust in God Who seldom gives answers to His children for these things.

My father has served his church all the days of my life. I used to sit next to him when I was a kid. I loved to hear him sing... still do!

He loves his grandkids and great grandkids. They love him. The name "Poppa" which he took on when my oldest was born and he became a grandfather has exceeded just his immediate family. When he fell 3 years ago to keep everyone updated one of grandkids made a blog called "Poppa to All". That he is. He loves people. People love him.

I am very thankful he is my dad- thankful beyond words. I am thankful for the example he has set in all the things I have written about and many more. I am thankful for the half a century year journey I have been on with him, for my hero, my Dad.

The Good Things About Suffering

2011-01-03T20:00:00.002-05:00

In the backyard are plants that this spring and summer will put out abundant blooms- more than every before. The reason is that last fall I dug them out of the ground, dropped them to get the soil off them then took a shovel and bringing it down very hard cut the plant in two. If anyone were looking at this they'd think I was destroying it. On the contrary the action will make it much more beautiful, strengthen its inner being and assure its ongoing fruitfulness.

Life is like that- exactly like that. It is strange what suffering begets. It begets beautiful music, heart moving poems. It begets more fruit in the fruit trees, more flowers and quieter spirits. It burns away the nonsense and brings about purity. It makes young people grow up and turns children (some who are in adult bodies) into mature people. It produces books which speak to the heart.

In this time of proliferation of speakers on leadership (seems like there are more all the time) and the abundance of social commentators, I have tuned most of them out. This may sounds extreme but I am coming to believe (it has been quite a journey) that the only ones who have anything worth listening to are those who have suffered. Those who have lived through pain and sorrow have much to say. The interesting thing is that they actually talk very little. What they do say tends to be apples of gold, wisdom hammered out in life's difficulties.

The well known Bible Teacher, G. Campbell Morgan, was on vacation with his wife in New Hampshire. They went to church. On the way home Campbell remarked to his wife, "Well that was a good sermon by that young pastor." His wife remarked, "It was okay. But it will be a lot better when he has suffered a little." I believe Mrs. Campbell was right!

Winter Wonderland and New York At Christmas

2010-12-29T08:41:00.002-05:00

With the blizzard we just experienced here on Long Island came the return of the Juncos. They manage to make it by our first snow. These beautiful birds from up north winter here in the warmer climate along with several other migratory birds. Along with these snowbirds came a beautiful Flicker to our suet feeder yesterday. What a gorgeous bird! The backyard brings in the birds because of our fish pond as well which because of the waterfalls never full freezes, This is for the survival of the fish through these months of cold and as an added benefit our feathery friends have water all the time to drink from.

With family and friends (who no doubt read this) in warmer climates out west and down south (and who think I am a few bricks shy of a full load) Let me say it the best way I can: I love New York and I love it even more during the winter! It is grand here! Playing in the snow with my grandkids is delightful. Being inside or outside I am happy. Lucy and I are planning a trek into the city before New Year's Day. It is an adventure. We take the Long Island Railroad in and we are like two kids. We'll see the tree, visit a museum and have a meal somewhere we have or have not eaten at before. We will bundle up like Eskimos and experience the words of this song:

Church bells are ringing,

Choirs are singing,

Joy they are bringing,

Its Christmas in New York

Snowflakes are teasing,

Central Park''s freezing,

All this is pleasing,

Its Christmas in New York

Skyscrapers gleaming,

Broadway lights beaming,

Children are dreaming,

Its Christmas in New York

Its Christmas in New York!

If you want more go to You Tube and search "Radio City Music Hall Christmas Show". That is where that song came from and where we might just end up when we go this week! You never know- because anything can happen in New York!

Happy New Year Everyone!

On Frozen Pond

2010-12-19T19:52:00.002-05:00

My 2 1/2 old grandson, Tristan Mark, was over yesterday. Actually I took him along to run errands and he wanted to stop at Poppa's house to see Moe (our dog). He asked to go see the fish in our backyard pond. They have gone to the bottom and are hiding among the plants. I told him we may not see any. We didn't. We stood at the pond and he listened to me explain how the fish go down for the winter but that they will be back up in a few months all set to eat again.

We then came into the house. We found our way over to the Olive Wood Nativity Set I brought back from Bethlehem, Israel, a few years ago. We looked at it. Since his baby sister is just 3 weeks old I asked him if he remembered how we had to be real careful in the hospital by washing our hands and putting the lotion on. He remembered. I told Tristan how Jesus was born outside and in a place where the ox and lambs were kept. He listened carefully to each word. He didn't talk. He just looked and listened. How we need to become like little children who do not have the ability to read. They learn by looking and listening and pondering the words they hear in their hearts. Come to the manger again and listen to the story of Jesus' Birth.

Winter Weather

2010-12-07T10:09:00.003-05:00

I have said it before, "I'm still a kid at heart." I love winter. I love snow. I enjoy the cold. I love getting out the scarfs and gloves and heavy coats. I love the line to that Christmas Song: "And folks dressed up like Eskimos."

To me snow is beautiful. It makes the outside look beautiful. Rosy cheeks on grandkids are a sight. Sledding and building snowmen and snow forts are just plain fun.

I am very thankful to live in place where there are 4 distinct seasons. I love each one of them!

December First

2010-12-01T07:31:00.002-05:00

While it is not officially winter yet there is something about the calendar reading December 1st that bring thoughts of snow and Christmas. It is the most wonderful time of the year!

Outback there is activity. The birds are at the feeders. Soon the suet cakes will be hung and the woodpeckers and nuthatches will come more frequently. The fish have stopped eating. They are on a fast from now until March. The frogs are down buried in the bottom for the winter. Soon white blankets will cover the earth in the backyard and it will be a winter wonderland. I enjoy this break from the garden. It give me time to focus on indoor activities. In six weeks the Daylily seeds will be planted inside. But for now I am enjoying the beauty of this most wonderful time of the year. I love winter!

Overflowing With Thanskgiving

2010-11-20T06:51:00.002-05:00

A dear friend described it this way, "My life is so full at times I feel my heart is going to explode." David wrote in Psalm 23 that his cup was running over. This is what I am experiencing as Thanksgiving approaches. The anticipation and preparation and even memories of the past are wonderful beyond words.

I love my family. I love being together. Although we live within walking distance, because of the time and our schedules we live in we seldom get to spend a whole day together. But on Thanksgiving we stop everything and give thanks and eat and play games and do puzzles and laugh. It is always a wonderful time.

I have started to make lists of things I am thankful for and usually get to cover one subcategory before I realize I need to make an appointment or something else. Bottom line is there are simply too many blessings to ever count. That is true of most of us, probably all of us.

I am thankful to LORD for all His blessings, that William Bradford, the governor of the Plymouth colony recognized it back in 1623, That President George Washington proclaimed it in 1779 and that President Abraham Lincoln signed a proclamation in 1863 for the third Thursday of November be a day of Praise to a beneficent Father Who dwelleth in the Heavens.

Thanksgiving Thoughts

2010-11-18T07:06:00.002-05:00

Many thoughts run through my mind as we approach Thanksgiving. It is a National Holiday here. It is about our story as a nation, how God was involved in our history and how blessed we are.

I have thought about the people God has placed in my life recently, how blessed I am by them and how thankful I am for them.

Food and Clothing is something here in the United States that we take for granted. The Pilgrims on the Mayflower did not. They gave thanks to Almighty God for what they called the treasures of the sea, the clams they were able to dig up from Plymouth's shore and eat to sustain themselves. That first winter they lost half of the people who came with them. Yet they gave thanks.

So strong was our nation's sentiment 150 years ago that President Abraham Lincoln signed a Proclamation stating that the fourth Thursday of each November be a day set aside for giving thanks to Almighty God for His blessings upon this land.

This will be my 55th Thanksgiving. Each year the number of blessings grow. About 20 family members will be around the table this year, my greatest blessings. We give thanks to the LORD for He has been good to us and His mercy endures forever!

Old Man Winter

2010-11-08T16:45:00.002-05:00

With the unseasonably cold today many folks have been speaking of winter. I am used to being called crazy so here goes. I love winter. I enjoy bundling up and going out in the brisk air. The enjoy the winter holidays of Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, Chinese New Year, Valentine's Day and birthdays of loved ones. I love sleigh riding. Hot weather and I don't get along. I dread the heat. I love snow. I love going out on a crisp winter's day and shoveling the white stuff. I have gone a number of times to the Radio City Music Hall Christmas Spectacular. I am a kid at heart. I love New York at Christmas.

When I was in High School I ran winter track. We were called all kinds of names by fellow students. They thought we were out of our minds. Running in freezing weather must have acclimated me to the cold because I love it. I just had to speak a few words for Old Man Winter. He has taken quite a beating today.

Horn of Plenty

2010-11-01T18:07:00.002-04:00

Like no nation on earth America has been blessed. It is the month of Thanksgiving. Today I hung our Horn of Plenty Banner out on the lawn. It represents the overflowing harvest from this year. I heard my good friend Bobby Lloyd say yesterday, "Just travel outside this country. Go to some third world country and you'll see how blessed we are here in America. You'll come back and want to kiss the ground." That has happened to me. I realize how blessed I am to be an American.

Tomorrow I'll vote. It looks like tomorrow will be an historic election. We choose our leaders. We, the people...

My family was together last night and we will be together later this evening to celebrate a birthday. Just being together is wonderful beyond words. I am blessed to have a family like I do.

I was at church yesterday morning. Our church is not large in numbers or money, but it has a heart as big as any church I have ever been to. Watching the congregation care for each other like they do without any program or prescribed strategy to push them or drive them is a blessing to me as their pastor. We are not perfect; rather far from it. We are sinners saved by grace. Love covers a multitude of sins.

Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. I prefer to call it a holy day. If you look at the history of it you will understand why.

This evening my heart is very full with blessings. I am thankful for my country, my family my church and my friends, many of whom are reading this now. God bless you!

Time To Share Those Seeds

2010-10-29T15:28:00.004-04:00

Those beautiful blooms you had this year for the most part can be shared. I got a handful of Mexican Sunflower seeds yesterday from my granddaughter's Grandma. Many time the seeds are in the head of the dried flowers or in the case of Chinese Morning Glories they form pods and and have seeds all ready to plant next year. Marigolds and Shasta Daises put out an abundance of seeds as do Brown Eyed Susans. So look around as you do your fall clean up. Take some for yourself and your friends and your family and share those seeds. Here at Mancini's Gardens (ala Larry's Backyard) we have even mailed them to other parts of the country. Share those seeds!

They are free!

Who Is On That Plane?

2010-10-20T11:41:00.003-04:00

It is interesting how a personal experience can change the way you look at things forever.

Planes have flown over the backyard like this one for as long as I can remember. In August I found myself on one heading to my family in Florida to be with them at a time of unspeakable loss. I was surrounded by people going to see loved ones and taking a vacation before summer's end. However for me that trip was not one of pleasure. I wanted to get down to be with my cousins because I love them and we were all in shock and sorrow.

I look at the planes overhead differently now. They are carrying fathers and mothers who are going to be away from their children because of their jobs. They are carrying people who are going to a funeral or to be with a family member or friend in great need. Of course many travel for pleasure and that is good. My thoughts go to the ones who are not now. I have found myself wondering who is on board (like I did last evening in the backyard), what their situations are and whispering a prayer for those who heading to or from a place where sorrow and trouble made the reason for the trip.

I believe those souls are in between me on the earth and a Father in Heaven Who wants to comfort them. It is a privilege to pray and ask the LORD to hold them in the Palm of His Hand.

A Frog's Compliment

2010-10-19T14:14:00.002-04:00

Each spring we add a few tadpoles to the pond in the backyard. They develop over the summer and by now they are getting ready to look for a place where they will winter. When I was out by the pond feeding the fish this past weekend there was a splashing sound. Closer examination revealed a splendid amphibian. One of the tadpoles had become a full leopard frog. He will probably winter here and perhaps even join the few that have made the pond their residency. We are delighted they chose our backyard.

Aging

2010-10-13T11:33:00.004-04:00

This past weekend my oldest nephew and his girlfriend got engaged. My mind started to kick into motion. I now move into a different phase. They will get married in the future. Then after a bit they will have children. I will be a great uncle. That made me feel happy and old at the same time. Yes it is possible for the two to coexist. Feeling old is not all bad. Although I do agree with George Barnard Shaw who said that it is a shame youth has to be wasted on the young.

Last night I was waiting to pick up my granddaughter from her cheer leading practice. Three different times I was mistaken for her dad. The next day and I am still smiling. Guess not only are you as old as you think but sometimes younger than than you actually are by other people. The fact my youngest daughter turns 30 next month adds to be taken for a father of a 6 year old! Life is good!

Gardening All Year Round

2010-10-11T12:13:00.002-04:00

Gardening doesn't end in the fall, it continues all through the year. True in the dead of winter, At the end of January, there is not a lot of outside work going on but it is time to begin seedlings and get ready for the spring.

We are fortunate here on Long Island because we do have a a growing season that extrnds well into the fall. Lucy's arugula has taken on new life from the rains of last week. I just walked in with a handful of grape tomatoes. The green onions look very healthy and will give us fresh picks well into December.

Anywhere though you can garden and plan for next year. Bulbs will go in soon in a new bed out front. I'm thinking some tulips will look real nice there next spring- maybe even some new daffodils.

I like fall because it affords the luxuary of doing some putting out there. Like today, Columbus Day, I am under no pressure to get things in or even get things done. In shorts and flip flops I am drinking in the sun of this gorgeous fall day and going at a slow pace. I wonder if this isn't a bit closer to what the Garden of Eden was like where work was pure joy. It makes me also wonder what the new earth will be like... wonderful.

Just When You Think You Have Seen It All

2010-10-04T21:33:00.002-04:00

After a nice dinner with my daughter, son-in-law and grand kids I headed home. On the way I stopped at Target to pick up a few things. I was looking for a cart in the parking lot and found one. As I went to get it the cars parked on both sides of it began to backup simultaneously. They were both turning into the cart and by the time I shouted, "Stop!" it had wedged itself under the side view mirror of the one car and was ready to do serious damage to the other car. They heard me and listened. I got in between the cars, gently rescued the cart and pulled ti out of harm's way. Both drivers thanked me as they slowly pulled out. There was a gentleman standing there watching this all take place. I remarked to him, "Can you imagine if I didn't intervene? How would they have explained this one to the insurance companies?" He laughed as we both walked into the store.

This Says It All.... Well Almost

2010-10-02T15:48:00.003-04:00

Those who have been to my backyard, either via this blog or literally, know that it has flowers and fruit, fish and fowl and some other things. The fish will feed for another 6 weeks. The flowers will finish their blooming around the same time. The raspberries begin to come in this week. However through all four seasons, 365 days a year, we feed the birds and enjoy their visits.

The variety is great as we have three sets. There are those like the chickadees, cardinals and blue jays who are here year. There are those who migrate south for the winter like the blue bird and humming bird and then there there are those like the juncos who come down here to Long Island for the winter from northern parts.

Bird feeding is fun as well as helpful. Just the other day I saw a blue jay working a tomato plant. They go after worms that we can hardly see. In fact some years ago Organic Gardening ran a whole feature on the best birds to bring into your backyard for pest control. We have sought to bring them all in. You could really say like the plaque my daughter's family gave me last year says above,"This Place is for the Birds."

Monday Morning Rain

2010-09-27T08:39:00.004-04:00

The subject of rain has made it into so many songs from Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head by B.J. Thomas to Rainy Days and Mondays by the Carpenters. CCR did a song in the 70's called Who'll Stop The Rain? Almost every song about rain is cast in a negative sense. If most people had their way the USA would be a desert- due to the way people complain about the rain.

Gardeners love rain. I am a gardener. Among the blessings this rain is bringing this morning are my fish pond getting filled with non chemical water, the Jerusalem Artichokes out back, now in bloom, getting watered, the air being cleared, the lawn getting watered, the trees receiving what will keep the beautiful fall leaves on them just a little bit longer and the list goes on including my car getting the dust (as well as the streets and sidewalks) washed off. I remember places like Cairo, Egypt I have visited where there is not much rain. The were dry and dusty. I prefer the occasional precipitation.

Its Monday. Its raining and I am sing in it once again thanking God for watering the earth! Besides if it never rained you would never see this:

What You See and What You Don't

2010-09-20T10:06:00.003-04:00

Look outside and you will see the growing season winding down. Apples are being picked in the northeast and west. Flowers are making their final appearances for the most part. Mums are blooming along with some late summer-early fall blossoms. Many think that this is it. While the visible stops growing and blooming the roots and bulbs and things "down under" continue to develop, getting ready for the spring. 6 weeks of deep freeze in January and early February and things will begin to show "up" again.

Life is so much like a garden. Grave errors are made by assessing visible results. In the hearts of people things are developing. We can get discouraged with bad info if we just "see" the visible. Have patience, wait, don't get sucked into the lie that what you see is all that is happening. As in the garden, so in life. Stick with it. Stick around. It is amazing what will appear shortly.

A Record of Your Tears

2010-09-17T09:19:00.003-04:00

God is a God of details. Just look at His creation, the incredible things we can see under a microscope, are amazing! He has rhe hairs of our head all numbered. Our fingerprints and DNA are different from the other 6 1/2 billion people on this planet. The list of things goes on.

In Psalm 56.8, there is an interesting truth. David writes, "Record my lament; list my tears on Your Scroll-are they not in Your Record?" God keeps a record of each tear we shed!

Recently my family experienced a devastating loss. They have all been on my heart. Christopher was 23 years old when he went to heaven last month. He was to be married next month. This morning as I was reading this Psalm, this verse came to my heart and the realization that God has a record of our tears. That is how precious we are to Him. He is close to the broken hearted and binds up their wounds. He is with us in the Valley of the Shadow of Death. He comforts our souls with eternal things. He is faithful to all His Promises.

Cool Links From the Yards

2010-09-13T07:54:00.003-04:00

Here are some fall pictures from past autumns here in New York:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=73038&id=1058525670&l=1304795660

My good friend Dennis Hodulick posted this on his blog this morning:
http://networkedblogs.com/7MzUN

Enjoy!

Long Island's Best Kept Secret

2010-09-09T06:35:00.003-04:00

My friend, Roy Probeyahn calls the fall on Long Island, its best kept secret. While we are stillm "officially" in summer for a week and a half we entered into this wonderful time last evening. The humidity and temperatures dropped. The air is clear. There are cool ocean breezes today. It is delightful outside.

Out back the mums and Montauk Daisies are budding. The golden rod and Jerusalem artichokes are starting to bloom. There are still supplies of tomatoes and squash. It is easy to work outside because the heat of the summer is gone.

Soon fresh apples will appear in the stores. My favorite is the Jonagolds. For football fans the season begins. For baseball fans we are looking forward to the fall classic. It is a glorious time.

This time brings back memories of runing cross country at Mepham High School. Into those beautiful autumn mornings and afternoons we would run, not realizing that we were a part of Long Island's Best Kept Secret... now we know.

God's Promises

2010-09-05T10:21:00.002-04:00

This week has been an unspeakably difficult one for our family. My cousin Lee and her husband Jason lost their 23 year old son after 8 days of being diagnosed with a rare form of acute leukemia. We are walking through the Valley of the Shadow of Death today. In a few minutes i will leave and join them for church- at their church.

They lost their son but they haven't lost their faith. Someone said this week faith is not faith until it has been tested, if that is true then they and their son Brian are passing the test.

I would love to take away their pain but I can't. I'm not God. I am simply a servant of His. He will help them in the days ahead. He is our refuge and strength, a very present help in times of trouble. The LORD is faithful to all His Promises. So while we grieve deeply today, our faith still holds. Our God reigns. He is in control. We rest in His everlasting arms.

Peace In The Storm

2010-08-31T17:44:00.002-04:00

The east coast is watching hurricane warnings come in. Suddenly my return trip to New York Friday may be effected. Only God knows the path of this storm. I will watch and wait. Sometimes that is all we can do with storms that come.

Here in Southern Central Florida my cousins continue to walk through the valley of the shadow of death. God is with us and He is helping us.

God gives peace in the storms we face. His Word, praying to Him, being around people who love Him brings peace, if not immediately, eventually.

How many times we have waited out storms! In the northeast snow can slow us down and stop at times. The wisest thing to do when snow is falling and the wind is blowing is to stay put. When the rain and wind are blowing and beating against us God is our shelter in the time of storm.

Watching to see what a storm is going to do requires patience. That is all I can do now with Hurricane Earl. That is all we can do at times in life: Watch and wait.

David prayed in Pslam 57.1 I will take refuge in the shadows of Your Wings until the disaster has passed. Good advice for souls that are troubled this day.

The LORD Is With Us In Our Times Of Sorrow

2010-08-30T07:02:00.002-04:00

I am here in southern Florida for a family funeral we had yesterday. Chris, my cousin's son, passed suddenly, at the young age of 23. Our family is in shock.

On the flight down I was reading Psalm 50 through 70. This is section of scripture that brings comfort in time of loss and pain. Psalm 55.22 seemed to jump off the page at me, "Cast your cares on the LORD and He will sustain you." I had just written it my journal yesterday morning when Lori, my cousin, showed me a promise box which belonged to our Nana. She left this earth for heaven 22 years ago. Lori kept it in her house afterwards. One night in a time of great need the box fell on the floor and a card popped out. On it was this verse Psalm 55.22. She had left this card up so she could read it ever since. I showed what I just written down and how I felt. Like children discovering some hidden treasures in their grandparents attic we looked in awe toward heaven and began a long difficult day knowing God is still answering our Nana's prayers and keeping His promises. A hug from heaven is one of the most wonderful things on earth, to be touched by Eternity!

Weeds or Blooms- What Do you See?

2010-08-17T17:57:00.006-04:00

A Garden is a lot like life. We have cherries and we have the pits in life. I love that book by Erma Bombeck from years ago, "If Life is a Bowl of Cherries Then What Am I Doing Down Here in the Pits?" The man who gave it to me had both legs amputated and was confined to a wheel chair for the rest of his life. He didn't stay in the pits. I have a whole file filled of letters he wrote to me over the years. He looked at things with faith in God. He was a mentor to me.

People come to my yard. Most see the flowers, the beauty, the pond and fish and the birds. Some people comment on my weeds. Like with every organic garden they are a problem here too. There is simply not enough free time to pick them all. I do my best. The comments merited a sign that hangs out there among others: Free Weeds- Pick All you Want!

If I am not careful I can see the weeds in life, the pits and miss the blooms and sweet fruit. If I am tired my vision gets blurred. If I hold resentment I can become oblivious to the blessings even when they are starring us in the face.

The weeds will always be there. Pull them out when you can but don't forget to first enjoy the beauty of what is among them and keep on enjoying it even as you deal with the weeds and the pits.

Reflections

2010-08-14T19:19:00.002-04:00

I like to stop and reflect once in a while. I am doing this right now. Over the past two days I have been at a wedding and an engagement party of young people who are part of my life. It has been grand. First I am honored they included me in their celebrations. Watching them has been very good for my soul. Seeing couples begin new chapters in their lives is very rewarding. Seeing marriage honored is a blessing.

When I came home from both events our dog, Moe, was there to greet me. In the quietness of the house and hour I think back. My life has been rich, not without its troubles but overall very very good.

I have been with friends at events and on Facebook and e-mail today. They are good for my heart. I am thankful for them.

A heart at peace is a gift from God.

It All Began In A Garden

2010-08-12T15:01:00.002-04:00

My dear wife and I are heading to a wedding in a little bit. We will hear a dear couple recite their vows. Then a big celebration will ensue. Each time I am at a wedding I am reminded of how it all began in the Garden of Eden.

God saw Adam was alone. He made Eve. Together they lived in the garden. Some of the marriage ritual comes from that account in Genesis, the first book of the Bible. So 6,000 years later the tradition will be repeated. A man will leave his father and mother and cleave unto his wife and the two will become one flesh. What a wonderful profound mystery!

Thanksgiving Is Not Just A November Holiday

2010-08-11T06:02:00.002-04:00

My groceries had just been checked. I bagged them. The cashier gave me my change. Then she proceeded to the next order. I said, "Thank You." She said, "No problem."

We have lost the art of saying thank you! In case you are younger than me, you may not understand. Back in the day saying "thank you" was proper. I worked in a grocery store years ago. We always said "thank you" to customers. How the times have changed! It isn't just in retail it is in all of life. The ingratitude is astonishing and in a nation above all others where we have the most to be thankful for!

The trouble is we have almost become used to it now. Well almost. This article shows that it still troubles some of us. Your comments will tell if it bothers you. And if you don't comment your thoughts will for sure.

How about some old fashioned (always in vogue) thanks. You can begin with the family you grew up in and the schools you attended.How about all the people who have helped you this day! Police, firemen stand ready to assist you. Waitresses, busboys, the dry cleaner, the person who does your nails all deserve thanks. How about your neighbors? Got good ones? Tell them! We are quick to complain if we don't.

I need this talk too. I complain about the crazy drivers out there and forget that most of the countries I have visited the people do not even have cars! We are spoiled in the land we live in- very spoiled!

Thanksgiving is not just a holiday in November ( btw it is a holy day- just check out the roots of it!)

If you are reading this you have access to a computer. Have you ever thought about being thankful for the technology we have today? It makes life a lot easier. Just take the weather for example. Back in the day if you wanted to know the weather you waited patiently fir it to come on the radio or TV. If you missed it- too bad. Today we can rewind our DVR, go to weather.com or check some place on our mobile device.

I don't mean for this to be so negative, although there is a time to be angry.

There is also much to be thankful for... a whole lot. Food, clothing, so many conveniences. Think about the sick here in the USA. They are given the best health care in the world! How about all the entertainment available? It is beyond imagination. Think of the state and national parks. I live near two. I went to one the other evening, drove in, parked my car and walked along the Atlantic Ocean. Since it was evening I didn't have to pay, I walked along a clean beach. I washed the sand off my feet with water provided by the park systems. I saw the trash pick up crew at work. I left feeling refreshed in body and soul.

This post could go on and on and one. Suffice it to say that I imagine you have more than you know- much more if you will just take the time and look around. We have so much to be thankful for and we ought to express it often.

A Water Garden That Gives So Much Enjoyment

2010-08-02T16:05:00.002-04:00

Backyard ponds are so enjoyable. I have had mine in for 15 years now. The fish know me (of course I am the one who feeds them), the birds come for drinks and recently a toad raised a brood back there. Our yard now is overflowing with the little guys- and they help keep the insect population down.

It is fun to have a pond- not a great deal of work once it is in and something that gives years of pleasure. You can search this blog by putting in "Pond" "Fish" or Water Garden". There are videos and pictures here. My You Tube site also has video of it as well as facebook. Enjoy!

Tomatoes That Satisfy a Sweet Tooth

2010-07-31T22:07:00.002-04:00

Don't even look for them in a store, they aren't there. You may be able to find them at a farm stand if you are fortunate. The sweetest tomatoes are home grown and picked when ready to pop in your mouth. The cherry and grape ones don't even make it inside half the time. They are eaten right off the vine, like I did tonight while watering.

I have found a good mixture of soil and additives. Of course these guys are organic, like everything out back. Start with a good mixture of dark soil, peat moss and leaf mulch. Plant from seed or buy seedlings (I do both). Then make a horse manure tea. 1 Part horse manure 4 parts water. Let it cook outside. Add rain water as summer goes on. If you live on the coast, get some seaweed and put in on top. When the circus comes to town (I am serious), ask if you can get the elephant dung- add that (after it has broken down) as well. Take your eggs shells and turn them upside down in the soil. Water, let the LORD do the rest... oh yeah- pull the suckers off - I plant mine and they are growing now. You will have tomatoes that are the sweetest you ever tasted. But I must warn you- it will be very hard buying tomatoes in the store after this.

Seeds That Stir Up Memories

2010-07-27T18:25:00.003-04:00

While in China in the fall of 2005, my brothers-in-law went out and and found some special seeds for me. Some of them produced beautiful morning glories.

Each fall in my backyard after the frost I go and collect seeds off these morning glories for next year's planting. They have found their way all over the northeast now but they originated back here.

They began to bloom again this week. The flowers are gorgeous and unique but the people they are connected to are what really warms my heart. It is a wonderful feeling to be loved. When someone who doesn't speak your language but communicates to you in terms of love it stays with you forever. Gifts do not need to be expensive to be priceless. Some are. Some are not. Some are in seeds given to a person by dear people from another land. I know that is among my thoughts these summer mornings when I journey out into nature's household and behold God's Handiwork in the love of my fmaily in China.

Tomato Time!

2010-07-23T09:31:00.002-04:00

By now everyone who planted tomatoes back in April are beginning to enjoy the fruits of their labor. These fruits (or are they vegetables?) are delectable. I put elephant dung in the pots they are planted in, horse manure tea, egg shells and seaweed. They vines have gone crazy. They are so laden with fruit that the poles I staked them up with are breaking from the weight. This is wondrous to the organic gardener!

Rain, Rain Go Away! Just Kidding!

2010-07-14T10:50:00.002-04:00

Remember as a kid those rainy days? My first Mets game back in 1966 got rained out. Remember begging Mom to go out only to have her respond, "It hasn't stopped raining yet." I guess for kids today things are different. With all the home entertainment, if it rains, there is always a gazillion things to do. But back in the day, okay way back in the day it wasn't so. There was a show or two on TV and as far as the media that was about it... oh yeah there was a record player and radio- mostly AM back then. Today I-Pods, Satellite Radio, Cable TV, Hulu and all kinds of stuff on line, texting and cell phones and DVDs keep us occupied. But back in the day we were chomping at the bit to get outside. Back then outside was where all of the action took place.

The current rain we have received on Long Island has been welcomed big time! We were in a drought here. This happens often. On our Island we have different weather sometimes than the entire Northeast. We needed the rain. We welcomed the rain. I stood out in it this morning and got soaked. Last night Lucy and I went to visit some folks in the church on foot! We got caught in a shower on the way home. It was wonderful! Singing in the Rain!

Its fun being an adult with a kids heart!

The Eyes of the World Are On You

2010-07-07T17:14:00.002-04:00

Dragon Flies abound outback. The younger ones are everywhere. There has been a population explosion. Guess they don't have Planned Parenthood among their species.

They like flies and bees have an incredible range of eyesight. The eyes are their main means of protecting themselves. They see some danger and they are out of there.

Did you ever think of all the eyes there are looking around when summer is here? With the proliferation of plants and leaves comes the proliferation of eyes. They are everywhere. You can't go anywhere outback these days without being watched and watched closely. Grandchildren and children are like that too. If you have any you know how quickly they pick up things by watching you. Draw your own conclusions from these thoughts and while you do remember their eyes are upon you.

Beauty For A Day

2010-07-04T08:04:00.002-04:00

God is too much! These gorgeous flowers are Daylilies. The proper Greek name Hemerocallis means "beauty for a day". God clothes my backyard with these wonderful blooms. They are here today and gone tomorrow. Consider the lilies. God takes care of them. He lets me water and plant new ones but it He that causes the seeds to grow. Consider them. Then think about how greater is His love for you- so much greater!

Another Gift

2010-07-02T13:21:00.002-04:00

Catherine, my neighbor, just came by with her nephew, to give a tadpole to the pond. Thanks Catherine! She has given me salamanders in the past as well as a fresh water lobster! My yard is full of gifts from dear people.

The Daylilies are at their peak the next two weeks. Stop by and I'll give you a tour!

This Evening

2010-06-28T22:21:00.002-04:00

The Mimosa Again

2010-06-24T05:40:00.002-04:00

I woke up this morning to a sweet fragrance. It literally filled the second floor of the house. What was it? It was familiar. Then I realized that the mimosa I had planted from seed 22 years ago was beginning to bloom.

When I was a kid in Bellmore my Nana had brought a potted sapling out from Laurelton and we planted it in our backyard. It grew into a beautiful tree. When Nana went to heaven I decided I'd give it a try. The outcome- a huge tree 22 years later that fills the yard, the house and the street with its fragrance.

Life is like a mimosa tree. Plant good seed (kindness, love, grace, mercy, faithfulness, etc.) and you will get a return- a big return. It is written into the universe by the One Who created it.

I'm heading out for the morning run now with my heart full of wonderful memories of my Nana (she was a grand person). This morning my thoughts go to that wonderful lady because of a seed I planted just like she did almost a quarter century ago and all because of a God Who put wonder in this earth He made.

An Incredible Summer Surprise!

2010-06-23T09:42:00.002-04:00

Last evening Lucy and I went golfing with friends. We love the beauty and the casualness (I don't take golfing seriously- if you saw me golf you'd understand) of the 18 hole Par 3 of Robert Moses. Sandwiched in between the Atlantic Ocean and the State Channel, the experience is one where you enjoy yourself and forget about all the stresses of life. Watching deer cross the fairway as you are ready to land the ball on the green (hopefully) is wonderful. All along one is serenaded by the song birds.

We were preparing to go last night. About 5 years ago we went with my brother Mark's children, Stephen, Michal and Marlee. We had a disposable camera and were taking pictures as we went. I remember one group picture. It was a classic! Aunt Lucy and Uncle Larry with their niece and nephews there where so many memories have been and are being made, we were delighted!

When we got back to the car the camera was not in the back pack. We went back to the course and retraced our steps to that last picture. Nothing! What would anyone want with a disposable camera with all the pictures taken? It didn't make sense. We left our name and number at the clubhouse. We went to the lost and found numerous times. We called several times. Finally after a year we gave up. Gone were those precious pictures, the photo memories of a wonderful never to repeated day. Gone was what I hoped to blow up for all of us into 8x10's, gone were the other shots on the camera. Oh well.

Sometimes miracles happen when we least expect it or aren't even looking for one to take place. Last night as Lucy reached down in golf bag to retrieve her glove she felt something strange. She pulled it up and there was the camera! How it got there we have no idea. But there it was.

Life can throw us some disappointments and then a few years later God can reverse them. My life's verse in the Psalms. Psalm 16.6 to be exact- "The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places."

Tomorrow the sun will rise and you never know what the tide may bring in.

P.S. Off to Target later and be watching from the retro from metro!

Grandma Milligan

2010-06-18T17:43:00.004-04:00

This morning, very early, a saint by the name of Lela Milligan went to be with the LORD. She was known to my daughters as Grandma Milligan. I was her pastor for five years.

Some people felt that at 23 years of age I had no right to pastor a church. As I look back now I believe they had a point. There was a lady in that church named Lee Milligan who would have none of that. From the moment I arrived she was one of my right hand people!

She led the children's church and ministry. She would do so for the next nearly 25 years. At 95 years of age she completed her work and left for heaven just hours ago. The family asked for me to speak at her funeral. Since I am unable to do so I thought it appropriate to share a tribute here in this venue. Perhaps equal to that is my need to express gratitude to the LORD for bringing her into my life and to pay tribute to a lady who was a blessing to me. And what a blessing she was!

She never declined anything I ever asked her to do. But I seldom had to ask. From babysitting my kids to helping spackle and paint the new addition to our church (as shown here in the picture) Lee was on the spot, on the job and always with joy in her heart!

She prayed for me and my family. She loved us beyond words. When I spoke to Cub, her son, today, he told me that her love for me was coupled with my three girls. There is no doubt. She was a grandmother to them. They loved to go to her house. It was a cozy warm home that you could relax in.

She gave and gave. She worked with children when most people her age were retired. She worked tirelessly. She served with a joy and zest for what she was doing.

Lee Milligan was a jewel. Now she is home, home with the LORD. Family is traveling in from Texas and the Carolinas on this Father's Day Weekend for her funeral in Clearfield, Pennsylvania. I will be there in spirit. It will be a celebration. She would have wanted it that way. It won't be long until we join in the one that she is a part of in heaven.

Thanks LORD for a life lived for you so well with so much love.

2010-06-18T04:58:00.002-04:00

Outback yesterday morning, this little guy was making his way around a patch of carrots. Most gardeners do not realize how helpful toads, birds and turtles are. With the Daylily season underway, slugs begin to appear. Box turtles love to eat slugs. Birds take care of other pests. Even Ladybugs are helpful to keeping certain harmful insects under control.

Thank You All!

2010-06-09T18:34:00.003-04:00

For two years now Larry's Backyard has been in the number one Google Spot worldwide. Ahead of Veggie Tales and businesses by that name, if you Google "Larry's Backyard" this blog is the first entry. A great was to tell others about it.

Thanks to all who read this blog. I know some of you but most of you I don't know. Always feel free to comment. It is great to have you here!

Loads of new entries coming up. God bless!

The Blooms Outback

2010-06-07T21:55:00.003-04:00

Tomorrow morning at 3am (the time they open) the Daylily season will begin in my backyard. These beauties for a day will make the yard different each morning for the next three months. Some blooms will be found no other place on earth as they have been crossed back there. By July 1st the yard will be at its peak lasting 2 weeks. Some will bloom on into September.

The wonders of nature, God's Handiwork, always amaze me and make me realize

how Great the Creator is!

Early Morning Reflections

2010-06-03T06:20:00.002-04:00

Rising before dawn has been a part of my life. I ran track and cross country in High School and rose early to run. My dad had me work with him in Brooklyn years ago and I got up with him while it was still dark. I think it is my blood to get up early. In China and Israel as well as the Dominican Republic I found myself up often before anyone else. It has many advantages. However if you know what they are I don't need to convince you and if you are not a morning person, I'll never sell you on the idea.

One thing I love is the quiet. Quiet times help me reflect. Reflecting makes me thankful. In this time between Memorial Day and the 4th of July we are now in, I am thankful for my country, America. Sweet Land of Liberty! One fifth of the world will not be able to read what I am writing right now because of government blocks on free speech. In 4 hours I'll do something illegal in places outside the US as I lead a Bible Study at the church. As I work in the backyard I am thankful for the dirt we have here- rich soil, growing our own produce- an abundance of food.

In the Memorial Day Parade, behind the Mary G. Clarkson Float we listened to a number of Patriotic songs. One of them touched my soul. This land is my land. This land is your land, from California to the New York Island, From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream Waters. This land was made for you and me! I sang it and it delighted me to hear Emma, my 6 year old granddaughter singing later at the BBQ.

I could go on and on. God bless the USA!