"Dance, then, wherever you may be
For I am the Lord of the dance, said He
And I'll lead you all wherever you may be
And I'll lead you all in the dance, said He"
"Lord of the Dance" is a hymn with words written by English songwriter Sydney Carter in 1967. It follows the idea of the traditional English carol, "Tomorrow Shall Be My Dancing Day" which tells the gospel story in the first person voice of Jesus of Nazareth with the device of portraying Jesus' life and mission as a dance. (Wikipedia)

Saturday the electrician got here by 9am, so I was off the computer and outside early for a change. He started in the barn, moving a light that we had turned sideways because the garage door would hit it. It is now near the step that goes into the middle part of the barn, and when the garage door is open, it no longer blocks out the light.
I put a second coat of paint on everything that needed it, moved some gravel, cleaned (scrubbed) all the heated water bowls we will soon need and took some semi-moldy hay to the burn pile. Then I took Roni for a nice, almost two hour ride while Joe was off golfing.
Stew rests more than Babe.
I guess he still needs more naps.
He got up because I made him nervous and Brother came over to see what I was doing.
Sunday morning we were without internet. The router was completely dead. So I had to find other things to do until early service. After Church we shopped, me for our groceries and Joe for a new router and food to donate to Church. Once home, Joe got our internet back up and running and I danced for joy. I did weekend chores and more painting while Joe cleaned out the corn crib. I thought I was done painting, but Joe had repaired the end of this board so I decided to paint it.
Daniel dropped by late, after his drill weekend in Decatur, which included getting a flu shot.
The Water Lilies were a lively group for a Monday morning. We sang a few sunshine songs together while exercising because the day was so gloomy. I had over-dressed earlier, for morning chores, because it looked so cold out. Even though there was no sunshine, the air was quite warm.
Once done outside, I made Oriental Cole Slaw and a corn casserole and then got cleaned up for Growth Group. We had our Thanksgiving Feast. Linda cooked a huge ham, and everybody brought delicious dishes... even mine came out tasty.
Inquisitive Zorro also came in from the pasture to get a closer look, as always, and see if he could "help out." We didn't quite finish... ran out of fence poles and daylight, so quit for the time being.
Tiny coming out of the chicken coop into the fog.
Roni eating his hay. Our new fencing in the background needs to be stretched better.
Babe eating her hay while Stew goes for grass.
As cool as the fog was, Lisa and I were not too happy about it. We had planned to leave first thing in the morning to go to Danville to ride. Our plans didn't go up in smoke... they went down in fog. Ha ha ha.
Mark and Roni were revved up most of the ride... but young Scout and Dayne remained cool, calm, and collected.
It was a gorgeous day to ride and the lake, woods and fields were very pretty.
We kept at a walk most of the ride because the old boys were charged, and might do just that if we gave them the "go."
Roni enjoyed a good roll in the dirt upon getting home, but he was still damp after I cleaned stalls and fed everybody. I kept him in his stall because it was really cooling off after the sun went down and I didn't want him to get chilled. I went back out after dinner and brushed his dry parts.
For Thanksgiving, I gave my turkey extra corn. Ha ha ha. Little does Hercules know what he truly has to be thankful for. Here he is doing his Thanksgiving Dance back in 2010.
It was another warm day, but was clouding up and cooling off. The chickens hung out in the barn to get out of the wind. I decided to ride Roni fairly early because it was predicted to rain in the afternoon. I thought he
might be sore, and would benefit from
Since the horses no longer have access
to the stock tank, we also got the water tub, including floating heater, set up for them.
I cleaned, chopped, and tossed a bunch of lettuce and veggies for a salad, we picked up Dan and Valencia at his place in Downs, and then headed to her parents house. It was a quick and easy two hour drive to Auora. We were welcomed like old familiar family and immediately hit it off with stories of our pasts as we got acquainted. Ricardo,
Yanith had prepared a huge and delicious banquet of food, (turkey, ham, lasagna, two rice dishes, salads and deserts) which we savored while continuing our fellowship.
I found it interesting that this week's blog title corresponds with a commonality I share with Yanith and their three daughters... we love to dance!!!
Not home and in bed until midnight, this morning's 5:30 dog alarm (bark) seemed too early. I had to clear the cobwebs from my brain with a second cup of caffeinated tea. I took this photo of a cool spider web in the garden a
few days ago. While on the subject
Carol arrived around 1:30 and I was still cleaning. Saving the bathroom for last, I finally finished my labors at 3:30 and did a celebratory dance. Dan dropped Valencia and Charlie off on his way to work and I was ready to sit and talk and have a beer with Carol. Courtney and Mike and then Cathy, Ralph and Ben arrived within minutes of each other and everyone enjoyed each others' company.
The timing of my meal was a little off because the potatoes were slow to cook. I got good advice and help in the kitchen though.
Charlie was the entertainment for us ladies.
He loved playing (dancing)
with his mini tennis ball.
Charlie wore himself out and took a cat nap.
After dinner, we ladies rested and sat and gabbed.
Charlie was so pooped out, he fell asleep in Courtney's arms.
I gave in to sleep before 11pm as the young adults started a board game together.
"They cut me down and I lept up high
I am the life that will never never die
I'll live in you if you'll live in me
I am the Lord of the dance, said He"
Click on this photo to watch a fun video of this cute two year old dancing at a wedding.
Remember to dance with and for the Lord, filled with the joy of life, like a free spirited and blessed child.
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