ta-da!
We did it! We moved – for the second time. our first little home, being packed up
We did it! We moved – for the second time. our first little home, being packed up
Paint the Light“In these dark days, we desperately need Christian artists who will love God with all their hearts, minds, souls, and strength, and who will pour that love into unique creative expressions of truth that have the power to bridge into the souls of others. …It is such a dark, dark world. Is there light in you? Then hear my call to you, and to all in whom truth is burning.Oh Christian, please paint the light!”
This afternoon, because John will be home alone this weekend and I will be flying in airplanes that no longer provide filling “snacks”, I made carrot muffins. Actually it was a carrot cake recipe that I adapted.I baked them for about 15 minutes a pan, and they turned out great – still moist, but not too moist. Just perfect for a little bit of butter.I was going to use whole wheat flour to make them a little more nutritious, but…
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass on a summer day listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is hardly a waste of time.-john lubbock Recently my days have been full of …… rest. At the ends of them I feel so unaccomplished, so lazy, idle and behind. But at the end of each one my dear and encouraging husband reminds me that I have been busy – God…
from my wonderful husband
O’Bryonville is just up the street from our apartment, and sometimes I walk through to window shop. mmm, yes ……… well, that’s the place I walk to!
the brand new birthday banner (very fresh, as in, made today …) breakfast in bed I am thoroughly convinced that I have been blessed with the best husband in the world. Really. He has come home and cooked dinner when I haven’t been feeling well, sent me off to take a bath, and then asked if there was anything else he could do for me. He patiently waits at the doorway of the women’s dressing room, and doesn’t mention it…
… it took quite a bit psyche-ing up and time (lots of breaks were required), and I still want to scrub the floor. After that, it will be as clean as Comet, a bit of Bleach, and a lot of elbow greasecan make it. To celebrate, I took a few pictures of the ducks.