NEVER...NEVER...NEVER...

.

My friend, Pat Austin, snapped this shot at the nursing home where her Mama lives.

NEVER give up the fight!!!

Y'all pray, please.

.

I believe in the power of prayer.  I really do.  So, I'm asking y'all to pray over a couple of things.


First off, I'm asking y'all to pray for rain in Northwest Louisiana.


I've never been one to bitch about hot weather, because I despise Winter.  And, even though we've been over 100 every day for so long that I can't remember when we weren't,  I will not complain.  I handle hot weather just fine.  But, I'll confess that the drought is wearing on me.  


I've lived all but four of my almost 52 years here in NW Louisiana, and I know for certain I've never seen it this dry.  I mean, I can drink a bottle of water and tinkle dust.

This here is my normally beautiful, green St. Augustine grass.  

 BTW, those leaves you see are from our pecan tree in the back yard.  The dang pecan tree is already shedding due to the dry weather!

Yep!  My normally beautiful, green St. Augustine grass looks like crap.  I would try to lay it off on chinch bugs, because they feast on St. Augustine grass.  But, I can not.  


Nope!  Chinch bugs always start from the pavement/sidewalk/driveway/whatever, and work their way in.

As you can see, this here is what it looks like near the concrete.  

Not Chinch bugs!!!

This here is the front yard at Andy's Place.  

We've got a bit of green beneath the Native Oak that keeps enough shade all day.  But the rest of it is just a testimony to how miserably dry it is here in NW Louisiana.  So, would y'all please bombard the throne of Heaven?  Please!


The second thing I'm asking y'all to pray about is for a friend of mine (we'll just call him "Mr. E").  I went to see him  today.  I knew he was in a rehabilitation facility, and when I got there the nice lady at the desk told me that he was not there.  He had been taken to the ER at a hospital just across the street.  I was like, "DANG!" and found my way to the ER, where I visited with Mr. E for a good long while.


I love the old guy.  Really, I do.  He is one of the finer men I've been blessed to know.

I'm not going to bore y'all with all the details about how I know him, or about his condition, or what we talked about.  I'm just going to tell you all that before I left his bedside he asked me to pray...and to ask everybody else to pray.


Mr. E needs it...and he asked for it.  So, if you've got a spare prayer stored up somewhere, I'd appreciate y'all spending it on Mr. E.

And, rain for NW Louisiana.  Don't forget about that, please.

Thanks, y'all.
  

I had been working on this fabulous, extremely hilarious blog post...

...about how much it sucks for The Mrs. to be away! (Which she is, btw)

It was hilarious!!!  I had uploaded photos, and taken time to carefully craft each sentence.  It was gonna be one for the ages!!!

I was ALMOST finished with it, and the phone rang.

My little widow lady that I care for her yard has gone on to Heaven.  I knew she was in bad shape.  But, I didn't expect it this quick.

And, I can't get The Mrs. on her cell phone....

And, I'm bawling like a baby.

And, I can't get The Mrs. on her cell phone...

"Miss Mississippi" just walked through the door!

Now...that's old!

Miss Mississippi "Sweetie" Winn gave new meaning to the term "longevity," as she celebrated her 113th birthday Wednesday.  


Born March 31, 1897, Winn is the oldest living person in Louisiana and the 11th oldest living person in the world. Census records show she is the oldest living black in the country and the only person still alive in the United States whose parents were enslaved.