ENTRY # SEVENTEEN HUNDRED & EIGHTY SEVEN.

When I see a basket of tomatoes that look like these I cannot keep from SMILING . I hope that Jim feels the same way because this is the very basket that we are taking him and Beverly Friday night. You will remember that they both came down here in April and helped us set out the 45 plants that you can still see on my Cam # 2. DAD.

Good Morning.
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Thoughts from a friend.
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"One day I was going to the airport in Madras, and the road was full of trucks and buses, a real traffic jam. I was afraid I would miss the plane. We got there just in time, and I got into the plane. We took off, and I was now looking down on that road that we had struggled through. Like walking up on top of the hill here and looking down, and all those buses looked like little toys. I felt I could reach down and wipe them all off the road, and that is how things look from where God sees them.

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Some times we face problems that we feel that we cannot go on any more, and God would like us to stop for a while and come up to where he is and to see things as he sees them. If there is something hindering you he could take it out of the road in a minute. So, you just keep that vision clear. "
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State Flowers

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This link to the state flowers is so beautiful. Do you know what your state flowers is with out looking ? Now be honest with me. Click and see and thank My good friend Boyd for sending this. DAD.

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If you want to see two beautiful Shelties in training today be real sure and go by and see Sara, you will find her at Sara's Dog Training . Watching her has made me want another Sheltie. DAD.
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THE TOUCH OF HIS HAND.
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There are days so dark that I seek in vain
For the face of my friend Divine -
But tho' darkness hide, He is there to guide
By the touch of His hand on mine.

There are times when tired of the toilsome road
That for ways of the world I pine -
But He draws me back to the upward track
By the touch of His hand on mine.

When the way is dim and I cannot see
Through the mist of His wise design -
How my glad heart yearns and my faith returns
By the touch of His hand on mine.

In the last sad hour as I stand alone
When the powers of death combine -
While the dark waves roll He will guide my soul
By the touch of His hand on mine.

There is grace and power in the trying hour
By the touch of His hand on mine.

I do not know who wrote the poem above, but want to give credit to whoever did. Dad.

My door bell rang Monday afternoon, it woke me up from a short nap. The UPS driver handed me a box and I want you to see what I had received. Let me tell you who sent this to me. I have a good friend Vicki that lives in Birmingham, and she is the one, Vicki has been our friend for several years, and she reads my blog, and she loves home grown tomato sandwiches. If you are wondering what the Gold Finch is setting on, it is tomato soap. Thanks so much Vicki
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Above is a photo of two of Jamaka's adorable cats. I am glad that we have Jamaka as our friend. Thanks for sharing, Jamaka~

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Here is my thought for this day.

" That the aged men be sober, grave ,temperate , sound in faith , in charity , in patience."

.Taken from Titus chapter 2 and verse 2.

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Here is what AOL says about the weather for us today.

Some clouds and possibly an isolated thunderstorm in the afternoon. High near 90F. Winds SSW at 5 to 10 mph. Chance of rain 30%

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These links below are my most important Albums & Cams.

.Dad's Tomato Garden Photo Album-2008..

.Dad's Tomato Garden Photo Album-2009.

.DAD'S OUTDOOR WEB CAM # 1 Side view of garden.

.DAD'S OUTDOOR WEB CAM # 2 View of lighted bird bath.

And I hope that you do not forget the side panel for other interesting things.

..© 2009 Dad's Tomato Garden Journal all rights reserved.

. I must bring this to an end. I hope to be back in the morning. I know that you are going to have a happy day. Sending my love to all of you all around this world. Smile today.

.BYE BYE DAD

My email is white6416r@aol.com.