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Thursday, July 19, 2007

Her name is Bonnie Jean but when I was around three and she a newborn, I got exctied one day and called her 'Johnnybean.' Sometimes I still do just for fun.
Bonnie is one of those people we are sometimes blessed to know in our lifetime. I am doubly blessed because she is 'mine.'
I wouldn't possible know where to begin when trying to describe her, but I have to say that she is one of the sweetest people on earth. Always there with a helping hand, and so filled with love that you can feel it a mile away. When I grow up I want to be just like her!
Bonnie is a Christian. It shows without saying.
She walks the walk and talks the talk. I know Jesus is proud of her. I am too.
Ok, now for the talent.
Bonnie has the ability to dismantle a car engine and put it back together and the car runs! She is blessed with an abundance of common sense and practices it, she knows how to fix just about anything. Got a problem, ask Bonnie, she will figure it out.
Below is another of her talents. She is a carpenter. Yes, she really is.
Just look at the lovely work she does. Using fragrant cedar, she was in the process of making the first chest for her daughter when I took this picture. The decoration still needed to be secured and the entire piece of art was varnished.
Some happy daughter I'd say. (right Teresa?)

Below is a chest she made to look like a barn, with windows and doors on each side. This is at least two foot long so isn't a tiny replica. She even made a rooster weather vane for the top. I am amazed at how perfectly she is able to attach the hardware. It lines up exactly. And look at that silo, ladder an all. What a wonderful piece to decorate a farm house with, or to sit on a table and dream about.

Below is a wheelbarrow she made for me a few years ago. She made the wheel from wood and it actually turns. My great grandson, Kenny loves to push it around the back deck, and I love how it dresses up my flowers. Isn't it the cutest plant holder you ever saw?
Heres the part that will knock your sox off, SHE DOES ALL THIS WITHOUT A PATTERN or BLUEPRINTS OR ANYTHING!
Bonnie, I'm so glad the Lord chose you to be my little sister.
I love you forever and always, and I'm glad we peeked through the window to see our Christmas presents, way back when!
God bless you



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