Sweet Potato Recipe/Snack

4 cups of your favorite Ice Cream, Sorbet, Sherbet or Sherbert **

1 cup of cooked, mashed sweet potato.

Mix together, thoroughly, and put into ice cream trays (however many it takes )

When frozen
Cut into any size and serve as is and add any favorite topping.

Or, you can freeze it in a container and when frozen put a scoop or two in an ice cream cone.

SPlishous
Nutricious!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
**The Difference Between Sorbet, Sherbet, and Sherbert

WHERE HAVE I BEEN?

Beauty

OH Spirit Beauty, OH Spirit Beauty

No shadows to see
No sounds to hear
Yet floats all around
So perplexing near

Like clouds drifting
So vastly spread
Like memories spinning
All through the head

Like the wind playing
Its invisiable game
Yet can't be beckoned
By any name

Oh spirit beauty Oh spirit beauty
How you so tantalize
Hiding something desirable
From curious human eyes

Sights And Sounds

Sights and Sounds
by: Shirley Munafo

Early this morning as I stood on the deck
In spite of the chilling cold
I listened to the song birds singing
Some so timid, some so bold
I saw a Red bird, a Blue bird
As I stood there in awe
So thankful indeed for what I heard and saw
Cost no money or travel just a willingness to see
The sights and sounds of nature performing for me
I returned inside feeling refreshed and renewed
I so wanted to share this with someone.....Dear reader, It's you.

Man Oh Man. I am having trouble on this cottin pickin Blog site. I am playing around and nothing is working for me. What in tar nation am I doing wrong. I want to add color to my TITLE. Well! No colors show up, just blank little white boxes. I had better take a break before I say something I will regret and make a complete fool of myself. It is hard for me to admit this BLOGGING is for those that know what they're doing.

Who Knows

Who knows why I created this BLOG? I am not sure I know myself. That is pretty much the way I am, though. Some folks say they can't figure me out. But that's OK, I don't know about me either.
I suppose I am talking to myself right now and I used to hear that wasn't a good sign. Oh, well.
At my age, 76 come June 11, I don't really worry about much of anything anymore. Didn't do any good back in the days when I did worry so I decided to give it up for good. Free! at last.

Well, now, that wasn't too hard. At least I got my self started doing what all those young groovy, hip folks are doing, BLOGGING!

I can't wait till I read someone elses blogs. I hope I find somebody's blogs who like poetry like I always have.