41. warm breezes on skin too long cold
42. strength to do the work before me
43. wise words from a dear friend
44. new mulch, spread by the arms that hold me
45. round, blossom-filled buds on the dogwood my Daddy gave me
46. surprises from a husband, always thinking of me
47. streams of living water from the Word, poured over my world-parched soul
48. choices before me, options ahead, left or right?
49. darling Girl Scouts and the cookies they bring, sweetness in my day
50. deep, rich compost, filled with wiggly worms
51. her hands, working the yarn to bring comfort to others
52. knowing that He is with me
53. dedicated ladies gathering each week to pray, to teach, to lead, to encourage
54. clean water to drink
55. Tasha's Own Scottish Oats and Honey Goat Milk Soap cleansing and soothing my skin
56. paper of all kinds... printed and handmade and mulberry and so much more
57. feet that can still feel the cool grass
58. a pastor who cares, though he teases that he does not
59. this funny little house that's become a home
60. Joy... with 2-week-old baby girl and sweet big brothers and sister, and kind husband, trusting Him for all to move them to a new home... so strong
Flannel Jammies Farm
...praising God on our 1/5 acre of suburbia
Monday, February 21, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
One Sunny Day
Long, cold winter. Lots of flannel. Many layers of Icelandic wool blankets. Garden beds covered in snow and leaves. Bbbrrrrrrrrrr!
But over the last few days, the weather has changed. The skies have gotten brighter. The breezes have become milder. And today... today was warm and sunny and PERFECT for gardening! Spent the afternoon weeding the vegetable garden beds and soaking up some sunny warmth. Husband discovered beautifully aged compost in the bin, complete with a healthy, growing community of worms. He dressed the weeded beds with the rich compost before coming inside.
One sunny day has brought such renewal and refreshment, and I am thanking the Lord for it... have you felt the warming earth in your hands yet?
But over the last few days, the weather has changed. The skies have gotten brighter. The breezes have become milder. And today... today was warm and sunny and PERFECT for gardening! Spent the afternoon weeding the vegetable garden beds and soaking up some sunny warmth. Husband discovered beautifully aged compost in the bin, complete with a healthy, growing community of worms. He dressed the weeded beds with the rich compost before coming inside.
One sunny day has brought such renewal and refreshment, and I am thanking the Lord for it... have you felt the warming earth in your hands yet?
Monday, February 14, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
Eyes slowing opening...
...to see the blessings in all things
31. medical care, affordable and available
32. aging skin bearing reminders of His repeated healing
33. birds singing in the sunshine
34. fresh mulch and bright pansy faces
35. a husband's love so deep and true
36. black and white wing tips in my size
37. furry puppy snuggles
38. warm woolen shawls
39. quiet chatting between a father and a daughter
40. finishing Ann's book... and starting again
31. medical care, affordable and available
32. aging skin bearing reminders of His repeated healing
33. birds singing in the sunshine
34. fresh mulch and bright pansy faces
35. a husband's love so deep and true
36. black and white wing tips in my size
37. furry puppy snuggles
38. warm woolen shawls
39. quiet chatting between a father and a daughter
40. finishing Ann's book... and starting again
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Pie...
At the end of a long week...
After two long weeks...
After so many changes and so many transitions
so many joys and heartaches and prayers prayed through quivering lips
over the last couple of years...
I made pie.
Precious gift of a son came to visit. To cheer. To chat. To comfort his Nana.
Treasured daughter with the tender heart joined us for lunch. Breaking bread.
Sharing smiles.
Husband and Nana and I with the grown-up children, sharing a meal on a rainy February day.
It seems so simple, so normal. Something we all do from time to time. But it's been such a time for all of us these last couple of years that this simple thing seemed to slow down time, soothe the wounds of this world, and refresh my heart.
So I made pie.
Something sweet to complete our sweet time together. Apples and sugar and spices stirred with love. Crust formed in the dish and gently woven on the top. Bubbling goodness, warm and rich.
Pie. Yum.
I am learning to be ever grateful for these simple joys, these new beginnings, these moments given.
After two long weeks...
After so many changes and so many transitions
so many joys and heartaches and prayers prayed through quivering lips
over the last couple of years...
I made pie.
Precious gift of a son came to visit. To cheer. To chat. To comfort his Nana.
Treasured daughter with the tender heart joined us for lunch. Breaking bread.
Sharing smiles.
Husband and Nana and I with the grown-up children, sharing a meal on a rainy February day.
It seems so simple, so normal. Something we all do from time to time. But it's been such a time for all of us these last couple of years that this simple thing seemed to slow down time, soothe the wounds of this world, and refresh my heart.
So I made pie.
Something sweet to complete our sweet time together. Apples and sugar and spices stirred with love. Crust formed in the dish and gently woven on the top. Bubbling goodness, warm and rich.
Pie. Yum.
I am learning to be ever grateful for these simple joys, these new beginnings, these moments given.
And today, the sun is shining and there's one last piece of pie.... *smile*
light is sweet
how pleasant to see a new day dawning.
Ecclesiastes 11:7
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