Friday, July 31, 2009

Busy Week

When I attended the Mennonite church, there was a common saying when speaking about plans being made, whatever the plan, it was followed with the phrase, " Lord willing" and what a wonderful little phrase that is, leaving room in our lives, in our plans for the higher plans He might have for us. I used to say that too, and in my busy-ness, it seems I have forgotten to always acknowledge that things can change according to the will of God. To be honest, in the past little while I often forget to put things in the right order and at times just think about what I want to do or feel I need to do without praying first about Gods plans for my day.
This week, I had so much I wanted to do, especially get the apron done for the give away and finish hemming my curtains for the living room, but instead of getting to do what I wanted to do, there were numerous tasks and such that had to be done since Wednesday night Emery took me car shopping. His car is not reliable any longer and we found that out when the transmission went out and his car was not even able to rescue me without incident. We have never purchased a brand new car and probably won't ever and this purchase was no different, we found a wonderful 2005 Taurus that will suit us well and we are so far, well pleased. But buying a car can mean lots of errands so my week has been a busy one. I have been so touched by the tender loving care Emery shows me and has shown to me for over 30 years now. His love evidenced in so many ways.
So now, Lord willing, I will have the items ready for the give-away very soon. I appreciate your patience with me.
Melanie, Mei-Ling and I went out together today for a bit, it seems like we don't get out together very often with Melanie not feeling well. Even while we were out, she had a pretty serious episode of very low blood sugar. Fortunately we had everything we needed to get up numbers up right with us.
Every morning and evening during this busy week, I have found such peace in the quiet of chore time. Goats in the pasture, hens clucking, kittens meowing and Harry right by my side. Snowy white milk foaming in the milk pail as my hands work in that steady rhythm of milking. The simple things, the ordinary things for me, they keep that balance going.
Life is good, even when its busy.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Check this out !

Check out this give away for a quilt....
Marie-Madeline Studio

I am still working on the project for my give away....just not quite finished

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

More Than Money - What Is "The Good Life" Parable

Found this over at a friends blog
and its just too good not to pass along.

Tuesday Morning Ramble

It rained last night which is a huge blessing for our parched land. Emery and I stood hand in hand on the south porch watching the lightening flash across the sky and listened to the thunder boom. The timing of this rain was perfect, as Emery tilled the garden this past weekend and we hoped for a few rains before he tilled it again and the forecast calls for a chance of rain every day for the rest of the week. It was a bad year for the garden. We lost the battle with the weeds when I was sick and that along with the dry weather and scorching sun, nothing made it. We might have starved if it had been 200 years ago. But, we do have eggs and milk. The neighbor, who tends to his garden daily has not done much better than we have. His plants more dry and brown than green and bearing.
As I walked through the back door, heading towards the barn, Harry at my side, the cats coming towards me in train like fashion, one after another, single file, hoping to be fed some warm milk and some food, I look around me. The sun streaming through the trees, rays pointing out the beauty of creation like golden pointers. I suck in a breath, long and deep, in awe at the beauty of the light on the damp grass. Right there I whisper a prayer of thanksgiving for this life of mine that allows me the opportunity to see Gods love so visible each and every morning, never the same, never exactly like the day before. Moments caught in my mind forever of the beauty in silent splendor. I thank God too for Emery's love so deep and profound and his desire for me to have this quiet life of extraordinary days with nature. It all seems so worth it to us to have lived on one income when we were raising our family and it still seems that way. Emery says its a benefit to him to come home to me, all calm, relaxed and full of zeal for life, devoid of stress.
It works for us. We have all we need and all we want. And what a blessing to have children that are not driving us crazy and who give us such joy. We swam against the current of popular thought in raising our children, nay-sayers who warned us we were creating social outcasts by homeschooling, now those same folks tell us how blessed we are to have such well rounded, loving young adults. We share a closeness with our children that is food for the soul every single day. How I wish everyone had such a relationship with their children !
As I go about my chores, I think about the world at large and how on every corner there seems to be this undercurrent of concern that we are living in a world that is holding on by a fragile thread. Honey bees on a serious decline, global warming, wildlife threatened, people suffering from the results of so many toxins in our world. The fragile nature of the world economics all too real to us now. Scientists warning of impending doom by the perfect storm, a comet, or some other collision. Our magnetic poles doing strange things, and the folks shouting from the rooftops the year 2012 is the year the world as we know it ends. How does one keep from being fear filled with all these stories of woe being told ? Maybe don't listen. Maybe it is to be filled with an inner peace that none of these stories can shake. An unearthly sort of peace, that comes only with a deep and loving spiritual relationship, the kind that gives you balance and hope.
Hold fast to faith and hope when pressed on every side by fears and worries.

On a side note here, I have not forgotten about the give-away, I just haven't finished what I am giving away just yet. Hope to have it done this afternoon or by tomorrow at the latest. Keep watching

Monday, July 27, 2009

Remember Your ABC's

Every time I get on the treadmill I see a poster on the wall in front of me that has these ABC reminders. They are meant to remind me of my goals in life and also to inspire me to keep going on the treadmill ! Its a good advise, good wisdom and has thus far served me well in life. Always good to remember your ABC's : )
I did my running today, with 3 lb weights in each hand, a couple times I wanted to quit, but read the poster and kept going. Reminders can be powerful tools in reaching our goals.

Remember Your ABCs
Avoid negative sources, people, places, things and habits
Believe in yourself
Consider things from every angle
Don't give up and don't give in
Enjoy life today, yesterday is gone and tomorrow may never come
Family and friends are hidden treasures, seek them and enjoy their riches
Give more than you planned to
Hang on to your dreams
Ignore those who try to discourage you
Just do it
Keep trying no matter how hard it seems, it will get easier
Love yourself first and most
Make it happen
Never lie, cheat or steal, always strike a fair deal
Open your eyes and see things as they really are
Practice makes perfect
Quitters never win and winners never quit
Read study and learn about everything important in your life
Stop procrastinating
Take control of your own destiny
Understand yourself in order to better understand others
Visualize it
Want it more than anything
Xcellerate your efforts
You are unique of all God's creations nothing can replace you
Zero in on your target and go for it !
~Wanda Hope Carter~


We live in a face paced world, where just about anyone's ideas can become global thought in just a matter of seconds. Everyone has an opinion, an idea, a belief and with the world wide web, we can all view hundreds of ideas on any one subject in a short period of time....the result can lead to confusion. A simple example is eating. Used to be a long time ago there was no confusion to what we ate, we ate what we had on hand, what we grew, what we could afford. There were not millions of supplements we felt we needed or a zillion diet plans, some that offer prolonged life, thinner bodies, more muscular bodies etc etc. There are folks out there that are so full of confusion on what to eat that they feel obligated to change the contents of their cupboards and pantries once a month or more just to keep up with what they just read. There is nothing simple about that approach to life and certainly nothing calming. It can be the very same thing for our religious expression. We think we are all set in what we connect to and then we read something new or hear a preacher on television or do a search on line for something and end up chasing a rabbit trail of different spiritual thought. A long time ago I decided that there was only one thing I knew for certain, that there was a God and he cares for us and helps us. Beyond that, nothing much feels set in stone. I went the road of being narrow minded, closed off, having some kind of smug, almost exclusive concept of who were God's people and you know what, that was me thinking, not Gods thinking. I dropped the idea that dress, hair, the kind of songs we sing etc, have anything to do with what God really wants from us. He wants us to be loving, simple as that. Shaking our finger at others is not loving, even if a person is a total reprobate, there is always hope for them to find peace of heart, know love, feel love, feel compassion and those things can change a person, but as long as we are shaking fingers at them, we cannot fold our hands in prayer for them or embrace them with mercy and compassion.
But, we are so pressed on all sides by peoples ideas of how we should behave according to their standards and not the simple commands given to us, love God, love one another. How simple is that in context, but so difficult in practice since in loving everyone we have to dump the ego. Leave the confusion behind, because it soon infiltrates every aspect of your life, I see it all the time. It spans a huge area from what to eat, what to wear, how to live with responsibility to the planet, what to worry about, what not to worry about. Will the world end in 2012, or will it be the point of a new era or is it simply nothing more than another wild idea ?
I think the end of the confusion comes when we know for certain that like Richard Carlson so wonderfully wrote about...."Don't Sweat The Small Stuff....and its all small stuff ". Live your life with that uncomplicated conviction that in the end, it will matter more that you loved your neighbor than if you dress a certain way or eat a certain way, or live in the city or in the country.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Date Walnut Carob Truffles

We are blessed to have a wonderful health food bulk store about one mile from our home. Bin after bin of grains, nuts, and dried fruits and vegetarian/health food needs.
Today after a visit to the store I came home and made these tasty little treats.
Date Walnut Carob Truffles
Serves 8
16 fresh dates, stoned
1 1/2 cups ground walnuts
4 tsp carob powder
freshly squeezed juice of 1 lime
Place the dates, walnuts, carob powder, lime juice in a food processor and blend until the mixture forms a stiff ball - adding more lime juice if necessary to help bring the mixture together. Remove blade and roll date mixture into balls. Roll each ball in fine unsweetened coconut. If you have slightly wet hands when rolling the balls, it works easier and the coconut sticks a bit better.

Walnut Oatmeal Patties

We eat almost no meat, haven't ever. I will eat a small amount of meat at times if we go out to eat, but never pork.
Melissa was talking to me today about how she has no idea on how to cook meat, even chicken and Melanie is the same way. Its just not been part of our diet. My son in laws just have to live meatless lives at home since the girls don't cook meat.
Today I made a recipe that was in a cookbook I used in 7th grade, called Chefs and Cookettes , which I think was written primarily for students just learning to cook vegetarian, which means the recipes are easy to make. These patties are easy to make and always tastes great. If you are vegan you can use an egg substitute and soy milk where it calls for milk. I think the original recipe called for cream, but I have never used cream.
These patties can be served in burger buns or just as an Entree.

Walnut Oatmeal Patties
3/4 c. walnut or pecans ground
1 small onion diced
1 cup quick oatmeal
2 eggs unbeaten
4 T milk
1/2 teaspoon salt

2 cups water
2 t. vegex or Savorex (found in health food stores)

1. Mix all ingredients except last two. Stir well.
2. Mold into patties; ( I let them set for a few minutes before molding them) brown on both sides in a slightly oiled skillet.
3 Make broth of water and vegex. Pour over patties in the skillet and simmer for 30 minutes on top of the stove or in the oven, turning occasionally. ( my note, use boiling water so the vegex melts easily and does not cause a mess when adding it to the hot pan)
Makes 6 patties

the chapter illustration from my old school cookbook
the patties after they have been all cooked

Saturday, July 25, 2009

900,000 Hits

Today, my blog reached a big milestone, 900,000 hits since I have been keeping track, (just about 3 years time). It is a true red letter day for me. Thank you dear readers for your kindness, loyalty and friendship.
To celebrate this big mile stone, I will be announcing a give-away this coming Monday, so stay tuned for the details.
Thank you readers for making this blogging expeience so much fun.
A little note of interest, the 900.000th hit was from Walla Walla Washington ~

Some How To's For New Readers

Here is a link to a post from 2007 that lists previous posts of mine where I share some "how to's" that might be of interest for those folks wanting to live a more simple homestead sort of life, no matter where you live..

it includes links regarding:
dipping bees wax candles,
living on one income
my favorite Amish Bread recipe
Soap making
and raising Homestead children
and here is a link to a post I wrote about the joy of Cast Iron Cookware in 2007

Friday, July 24, 2009

Barn Chores in The Dark

We stayed out a bit later than usual tonight running some errands, which meant we did farm chores by flashlight. We use one of those hand crank flashlights and love it, too hot to be carrying the lantern around with us in summer.
Emery held the light while I fed and milked the goat. He said he would do the chicken house chores. Smart man flashed the light in the nesting boxes before reaching in and it was a wise choice tonight as there was a 5 ft long rat snake curled up in one of the boxes. Emery coaxed it out of the nesting box and then gathered the eggs ! Farm life is not for the scaredy cat kind of person.
We have a friend that is just the epitome of femininity, and has chickens. Her husband is gone so its just her and her critters on her little farm. She carries a handgun at all times since she has found a few rattlesnakes in her barns. Rattlers are not the kind of snake you try and coax them into a new location !
I had to snap a photo of the snake

Wandering The Land

This morning was a lazy one, I did my chores and then roamed around with my camera around my neck, thinking about a book I am reading on Compassion by Ram Dass. Its profound, and one that requires you to read a paragraph and then chew on it a while.
On my little walk I discovered another batch of hungry kittens, 6 to be exact. I am guessing the momma cats around this neck of the woods know there are always bowls on milk in the morning and there seems to be an endless supply of cat food, so it makes sense for them to come here and have their kittens. At present we have 11 cats if you count my two cats and the two litters of kittens. I have no idea what to do with them all. Love to have them all fixed and given to good homes. They are so cute. Not so sure we could afford to have 9 kittens fixed, but maybe we can figure something out for them. Maybe they just need to be taken to the animal shelter.
It is a sunless day which is fine, its not quite so hot. Melanie, Mei-Ling and their friend Matt came to visit for a while. We sat on the porch and visited for a bit. Mei-Ling danced to the music playing on my iPod. She has music deep in her soul and it is impossible for her to be still when its playing. She dances as if she and the music are one. Amazing to see on such a wee one.
Melanie is feeling a bit better these days so perhaps her morning sickness will not last the entire pregnancy as it did with Mei-Ling. What a blessing that would be.
Life is so full of beauty, we need only open our eyes to see it.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Loreena McKennitt- Kecharitomene

My afternoon music choice to go along with sitting on the porch , watching it rain and read... and sipping coconut chai tea. A most perfect afternoon experience

A Slow Day in A Fast Paced World

Gray clouds scattered across the sky in amazing patterns, sunlight poking through here and there. I feel so grateful to have the time to just stand and watch the sky change moment by moment. The recent rains have refreshed the grass and its a bit less "crunchy" under my feet. Tiny thin blades of new grass are appearing in the pasture, but will they make it through the triple digit temperatures that are in the upcoming forecast ? I love the beauty of nature, and the sheer miracle of how things regenerate and how effortless the grass grows and how sure it is that leaves will fall of the trees in autumn and return in spring. The older I get the more amazed I am daily at how beyond our intelligence Gods creation is. He has thought of everything it seems. A perfect creator.
I love the walk from the house to the milk barn. Goats are always standing at the gate waiting for me, and they bawl a bit when I divert my attention to the chicken house to let the hens out for the morning. I love swinging my milk bucket by my side, it feels a bit childlike, carefree in a simple sort of way, that makes you feel like skipping. I might have skipped to the barn this morning had it not been for the neighbor out working on his garden. I have no intention of gaining a reputation for being crazy ! The neighbor was putting some sort of insecticide on his garden, I could smell it faintly and thanked God right then and there that our land is higher than his and we never get any run off from their land. We have worked hard to maintain organic gardens and just don't want any of those nasty chemicals coming our way and seeping into our soil.
I didn't latch the pasture gate this morning, I often don't, but I decided to stop and take a picture of the little bucket I got for the girls to use to help me do chores when they are visiting Grammie and Grandpa's little farm....well, Licorice noticed the unlocked gate and made a bee line for the oak trees. Faith followed. Harry looked stunned. I put my camera on the shelf in the milk barn and rounded up the goats. They were not very happy to have me pulling them away from the big leaves of the Burr Oak. After I had them in the pasture, I locked the gate even if I was putting Licorice on the milking stand and giving Faith her grain. I fed the cats and kittens and watched them much their food while I milked the goat. Foam gathering quickly in the stainless steal milk bucket. A steady stream of goodness. I noticed the muscles in my arms as I milked and felt grateful that I am still strong and healthy.
In the house I strained the milk, cleaned up the equipment and poured myself a big tall glass of cold milk from the fridge. Good fresh milk from last nights milking. I popped two pieces of home made bread into the toaster and took out the plum jam I made recently to spread over the warm toast. It all feels right, this slow and easy morning.
I mopped the floors, Emery had spilled a bit gasoline in the hallways this morning when he was changing out the fuel filter on his car. I didn't mind a bit, I love that he is able to do so many things with cars. He is a wonderful fixer upper kind of man, it seems he can fix anything. To be honest I don't know what he can't do. He is extremely smart, brilliant really, and good with his hands.
Emery is so exceptional in so many ways and yet he is so humble.
Ahhhh, I have managed to "gush" a bit about my favorite subject : )
The day promises to be an easy sort of day and how blessed it is to have such days in this fast paced world we live in and how blessed I feel to have such love in my life.
I should have my car back this evening, all fixed and ready to do its job again.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Day by Day

a song I love

Just need to paint

The porches are done....Joel finished them today by putting on the skirting and the fascia board. Now, begins the job of painting the porches. How lovely they both look and how much we have enjoyed them already. It was so nice having a fine Christian man do the work for us. All our additions have been built by members of the Mennonite church we used to attend. And as I write Emery is getting an estimate for the costs of enlarging our bedroom, a job we have wanted to do for several years. Taking the wall down between the computer room and our bedroom and turning it into one large room and having a closet put in. We are moving closer to the place of having our house the way we envisioned it way back when we purchased it nearly two decades ago. Paying as we go for each improvement. When we sit down in the evenings and think about how God lead us to this house and how much joy has been experienced in our little home, it warms our hearts. It is home and it has never owned us, it has been our shelter in life's storms and heartaches, and been the very place where peace, love and joy has filled every corner and it seems to expand to hold more of those wonderful feelings.
Life is good and honestly, there is no place like a loving home.

A couple photos of the south porch and a couple photos of the critters. Licorice was more than happy to "smile" for the camera

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Our Humanity should be reason for Mercy

We as a people, and yes, I am including all people in this, myself standing in first place, no matter what faith is held to to or ascribed to, all, fall short in some way. We are all guilty of being not as compassionate and loving at all times as we should be. It is as though we all have been hardwired to know that being compassionate is best. But, we all judge someone unfairly at some time in our lives. We all, with no exception, have deeds in our personal history that we wish we handled some other way. But, knowing this, knowing we all fall short, can serve as a gift, a lesson, an opportunity to strive for a better attitude, to have a deeper understanding of compassion and yes, mercy towards others. Mercy, is such a beautiful thing, it is our gift to another and the only motivation to show mercy is compassion that stems from a deep love of all our fellow humans. Mercy sees nothing beyond our mutual humanity. No color, no creed, no preconceived notions of what must be manifested by the other as a rule of behavior in order to receive it from us. Mercy is unconditional love in action.
Our car died today and a young man stopped his car without a moments hesitation and pushed us to safety, his mercy towards us, his compassion, totally unconditional, he didn't know anything about us, and he didn't ask. His actions, instant and selfless, the very actions we would expect from an angel, an angel of Mercy. He put himself at risk to help us.
So when we are reminded of where we fail, and how we can be so judgemental, take no offence to it, even if the picture is painted with a broad brush, because all, every single group and/or individual within humanity has at one time, been guilty. None are without fault in such areas of unfairness and unkindness. Take the example of a wrong, not as an offense, but as a teacher, a reminder, a lesson for each of us to step above the pettiness, the personal agenda's, the "I am better than you" mind set and seek to replace all that with mercy, tenderness to even the hard of heart. Compassion to the unlovable and as a Christian, I am reminded to be more like Jesus, more like the good Samaritan. To strive to have a heart that loves even those who might persecute me, and certainly have a life that is so full of compassion that no sermon need be preached, but that the love of God so flows from my life, that others wish for that same peace in their hearts.
That man today that pushed our car for us, he spoke not much more than a dozen words. "Glad to help" "It was no problem to help" "Have a wonderful day" and that was it, but something about him, his mercy and compassion for us as we were stranded on a very busy road, made me wonder what gave him that kind of loving heart....his actions, were a profound sermon that made me want to be more like the example I see in Jesus.

Monday, July 20, 2009

An Experiment

Twice in the last 15 years I have tried a social experiment of sorts. Wondering if I can get an idea of what the true and honest climate is within Christianity in my area.
The first experiment took place just about 15 years ago when I was in the thick of the homeschooling community. Very fundamental folks in this group and at this time, many were starting to have problems with their teenagers. Most of the parents tried hard to keep their problems well hidden and they tried to maintain this "keeping up appearances" mode. I decided to see just what my closest of friends in that community would do if I just changed one thing in my home, sounds silly doesn't it ? How could one "thing" make a difference when I remained the very same. I put up a table in the living room with candles on it and a bird feather. Nothing else. No other changes made in the home and certainly none in my words, deeds or beliefs. One by one these very fundamental Christian women came to the house for one reason or another, having to do with our children's schooling or some event we were all involved in. Each person without exception, sat and glared at the colored candles. They did not mean anything more to me than some colored candles on a table with a bird feather we had found at one time laying in front of them. No one asked me about them, asked me if something was changing in my beliefs or anything. But without exception, each and every single woman got on the bee line of gossip and called everyone they had chance to and said I was becoming a "new ager" and surely no longer a Christian. Soon, within a months time, no one would even come to my house. Objects are objects, and meaningless unless we assign them some meaning. My candles were meaningless to me, nothing more than 4 or 5 candles on a table. Not one person asked about my spiritual state of being, asked if I was heading in a different direction, asked to pray with me or pray for me. Out of the dozen or so folks that came to my house, they represented a wide range of denominations and levels of professed fundamental Christianity.
They simply, one by one, said nothing to me, but gossiped to others about what they assumed was going on. The solution to their suspicions was one thing only, gossip.
I wondered how many times I did the very same thing in the past, was I guilty of such unloving behavior at some point in time too ? I looked deep to find that answer. I was not without fault.

I questioned, how so many followers of Jesus could be so unlike him. I wondered how many really knew what He believed, what He taught, what He stood for. I wondered if the lives of many have become so full of judgement and a kind of religious superiority complex that they lost sight of His very commands to love one another and to follow his teachings regarding judging others. This little experiment woke me up to watch how I see and feel about others. Living a life that reflects the pure teachings of Jesus seems like what Christians should strive for, doesn't it ? Is love, compassion, caring and kindness so hard for people to hold in their hearts and determine their actions ?

To read about my other social experiment that I conducted in 2007, click here for a blog post written in 2007

Cheese Making Day

There was lots of goats milk in the fridge this morning so decided it was the day to make up a batch of Ricotta cheese. Its a simple cheese to make and takes very little time from start to finish.
Fias Co Farm has a good recipe with good instructions and its almost exactly how I make it. Just click their name and it should take you right to the recipe page for making Ricotta, and you can make it from store bought milk. Give it a try sometime, its fun to make and tastes so good. Thinking tomorrow will be lasagna making day, with all this cheese on hand.
After the cheese has hung up for an hour, I will break it up a bit, lightly salt it and then refrigerate it until later when I make the lasagna.
heating the milk to 200 degrees F
adding in the white vinegar
the cheese is starting to separate from the whey
a colander lined with fine cheesecloth
transferring the curds to the colander
the whey
ricotta will hang up over the sink for one hour

Barn Cleaning

It's not the most fun job to do on a hot summer morning, but it was enjoyable working along side Emery as we cleaned the barn, milk house and hay barn. It took us almost 4 hours to get it all done, and since we started early in the morning, we were finished and in the house by lunch time. Hard work is good for you and we had lots of time to chat while we worked. At first I let the goats be walking around as we worked, but then after two full wheel barrow loads of nasty old hay got tipped over by Licorice, they were hooked to the fence for a bit ! No one wants to mess with nasty hay twice needlessly. Emery and I took turns inside the barn, scrapping up the nasty stuff, but my good husband hauled every load to the compost pile.
Emery and I took some breaks under the China berry Tree, sipping cool water and letting the gentle breeze cool us. When the job was done and everything was clean and fresh, we felt a deep sense of satisfaction and a bit of pleasure knowing it would be months before we had to do this big job again.
I raked the pasture yesterday, it looked good, then this morning discovered someone was tunneling all around the place. Not sure which kind of critter it is, time will tell.

It Was Party Time

Saturday evening the family all came over to celebrate Emery's birthday. As much fun as we had, we still all missed having Melissa and James here with us.
We had a beach vacation sort of theme for his party. Emery loves the ocean and as hard a worker as he is, he just never seems to take a vacation so I created a little tropical paradise for him in the dining room and on the porch. He was even willing to wear a silly straw hat and a Hawaiian style shirt. We had "haystacks" to eat and I made a coconut cake with a layer of crushed pineapple and coconut in the middle. The little girls played and danced to the music I had put together for this land locked beach party.
We had lots of fun and after the children and grand-blessings had gone home, Emery and I sat out on the porch for a couple hours, counting our blessings and thanking God for all that we have in our lives that is simply good.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Mothering Magazine: The History

Thought I would share this with my readers. Mothering Magazine has been a favorite of mine for about 30 years. Now I read it as a grand-Mother

Friday, July 17, 2009

Evening On The Porch

Most of the construction is done on the two porches. Between the two of them, we have about 300 sq feet of more space to enjoy for family gatherings and simply to enjoy on long summer evenings. Since they are both covered porches, we can even enjoy them in the rain. There is a bit more finishing touches to be done and then paint them. I will be doing the painting in the fall when its not so hot out.
Emery and I sat outside on the south porch until time to do chores and then after chores we tried out the back porch. Both are delightful.
Tomorrow night we will celebrate Emery's birthday and everyone is looking forward to spending time on the porches. We are such outdoor folks.
One of the first things I intend to do is put up a nice retractable clothes line on the long south porch for those rainy weeks when its hard to get the clothes dried. Life is good.
We have been so blessed by having an honest, god fearing, hard working, very skilled workman and crew building the porch for us. A fine man from the church we used to attend. I suspect we will be having him do more work for us in the future.
Melanie and Mei-Ling spent the day with me, another blessing for me to be able to help Melanie and also play with the baby. She was sitting in her high chair today surrounded by good healthy things to eat. We settled on a banana and a kiwi for her fruits today and she was a happy girl.

Pslam 128:2 You will eat the fruit of your labor; blessings and prosperity will be yours.
Mei-Ling enjoying her fruit
View from the south porch
View today from the back porch, it was laundry day
The back porch
The side porch

Every single night before I go to sleep and every morning before I hop out of bed, the same prayer in on my lips.  Of course I pray for m...