Last evening, our church had our second annual blessing of the animals. It was such a success last year, that we decided to do it again. And although Pee Wee did not make the trip this time, we still had a great group of pets and their owners.
I did not have a chance to learn the names of all the pets, but I got several photos of them after the service. This dog was quite good looking.
I am not sure about the choice of teams though...
This is Trudy. She is six months old.
She is quite beautiful.
She is doing well at learning her manners, too.
This is Bert, and his owner Marjory.
Barb's pup was energetic!
I didn't get a chance to meet this dog and his/her owner, but I think we would be friends. We both cheer for teams from Louisiana. :)
This is Dave and his beautiful beagle, Sophie.
This young girl brought her gecko.
He/She? was quite colorful.
Our animal lovin' Pastor Jimmy blessed each of the animals individually after the service.
Jean had a tiny little puppy.
Pastor Jimmy even blessed the gecko.
I think maybe it kissed him.
He is a brave man.
Gumbo watched all the activity, and enjoyed visiting with the other dogs.
We were even blessed to have a human baby join the festivities. Baby David came with his mommy and daddy, who were helping with the sound system and the pet treats.
I have, in our family archives, hundreds thousands of not-well-organized photos. So I thought it might be fun, on a weekly basis, to dig out some of these gems to share here on the blog. My blogger friend Joyce posted a photo of her family this week, very similar to the one below, which gave me the idea and inspiration for a weekly 'vintage' post. Thanks, Joyce!
This photo was taken at a park in Cincinnati at a reunion of Jim's family. Since he's the youngest of five, it's quite a group. As I remember, it was very chilly that day, and we weren't sure we should take the children (or ourselves) out in the cold to take the photos. We all survived, though, and I think the pictures turned out much nicer than if we had taken them in the hotel.
Of course, as always, our outfits were carefully coordinated. Jennifer and I even had matching sweaters. And truth be told? I could go upstairs and pretty easily put my hands on these outfits right this minute. Can you say hoarder? One of these days, I should really clean out some closets....
This was fall, 1991, so their ages were 9, 7, 6, 4, and 1. Just look at that cute little Jonathan standing in back. Look at all that hair!
This is a picture of Grandma and Grandpa, with all 15 grandchildren, taken the same day. The families are color coordinated, and the ages range from 1-21.
It is always fun when all the cousins get together. It doesn't happen too often, since they are grown up and scattered here and there. Today, this picture would include 14 great-grandchildren!
Grandma recently told me how quickly time passes. She said the years go by, and pretty soon you're 90! Just another reminder of how time flies.
We headed to Covington, Kentucky over the weekend for a Stewart Seeds meeting. The lobby of the hotel was beautiful,
and there was a wedding going on there, as well. I took a quick picture from the hallway above the atrium while they were taking photos. I am keyed in on weddings these days, since we are busy planning for Jennifer and Bryan's in April.
Our group spent the evening on a dinner cruise aboard the Belle of Cincinnati.
Jim was busy welcoming everyone at the entrance. Kind of like Julie the cruise director (name that tv show).
Though the weather started out a bit chilly and cloudy, it turned out to be a very pleasant evening on the Ohio River.
Looking across to Cincinnati, you can see the Great American Ballpark, home of the Reds.
And Paul Brown Stadium, where the Cincinnati Bengals play. We enjoyed a very cold day there last winter watching our Saints pull out a victory, thanks to the skill and savvy of my favorite quarterback. :)
The sun sets over the stadium through the window of the dining room.
Jim did a little talking.
And we enjoyed a tasty buffet dinner.
After dinner we enjoyed some time outside on the deck of the boat, watching the river go by.
I'm not very good at nighttime photos. I know I really need a tripod. And a place to stand that's not a moving boat. And better photography skills. (Or skilz, as my friend Taylor likes to say.)
This bridge is really cool. I'm sure there's some history to it.
I did not take time to look it up, but please feel free to share if you know the story of the bridge.
We all got a kick out of the sign on the bus, that identified the group as Stewart Feeds, instead of Stewart Seeds. Feeds, seeds, whatever it takes.
This guy was parked back at the hotel when we got off the bus. I had a little visit with him as he waited patiently to give someone a carriage ride around town.