Saturday, May 27, 2017

And Then Came the Roses

I only have six rose bushes, but what a show they have put on!

 These beauties live outside my kitchen sink window.
Their scent is just heavenly.
Such a good reminder to just breathe.

 Many thanks to Connie for helping me believe I could grow lovely roses.
These two she started me with are thriving without much fuss.

I hope your day is filled with all kinds of beautiful moments.

Sunday, May 21, 2017

Blue, Purple...Periwinkle!

Last year around this time, I set about focusing on my flower beds and borders. Planted some new roses and perennials, realigned some edges and moved a few already established plants left long ago by the predecessors of my home in this beautiful valley.

I had kind of forgotten about all that work.

Then May happened,
and all the blooms have been a delightful surprise.

{Thank you Lynne}

I have been drawn to the many shades of blue and purple all around me.

{ a future cabled pullover and a light lacey shawl}

You see, Periwinkle is the color of support for Stomach and Esophageal Cancers.
That ugliness has invaded the very core of our family.

For the past several months, we have had a compassionate and knowledgeable medical care team, and help and love from dear ones at a moments notice.
Most of all, we have a Faith filled Family and a good outlook for the future.

{Gifts of encouragement}

But if a color could cure my beloved,

we have that covered.☺

Monday, May 15, 2017

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

All the Good

An Easter Week visit from the stair step boys,

with all their help getting the veggie garden going,

and their help in all the other chores.

Some freshly shorn sheep,

and a fun little knitting lesson.

Because no matter what, all the good still happens,
and all the smiles still radiate Love.

Monday, April 3, 2017

Spring is trying to make an appearance around here.

 Despite the big dark cloud looming in the backround.

 Mac says, "Gees lady, quit your moaning and give me a haircut so I can see!"

 The fruit trees tried to bloom too early during an unusual warm spell in February, so we lost a lot of blossoms when March turned to its normal cold.
Only a these few buds appeared at the right time.
No fruit this fall.

 Leo seconds Mac's motion about getting that shearer here soon.

 Carnie, the pretend Lion King, most definitely agrees.

 Hassie doesn't know what all the fuss is about.
She is perfectly content as long as those other sheep aren't bothering her.
Sometimes those boys forget they aren't really rams.

I am just so happy to see the new life and vigor that emerges among the old and weary decay. 
Always amazes me.

Spring with all it's promise of Life Renewed is most welcomed.

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

A long time ago, as a young wife navigating through Holidays...or Sundays...or everydays, I promised myself that I would remember how hard it was to fit time in for just our own growing little family with in-laws, parents, and the associated siblings all living so close and all wanting us to be with each of them for Everything.
So I told my adult kiddos that as long as they would give us a random weekend all together here and there, I would let them off the hook for the major Holidays. {well, at least for most some of the time}

They obliged quite well and gave us this:

An Impromptu Random Weekend
in March.
A collective 1800 miles were traveled for all my loves to be together for a couple of meals and LOTS and LOTS of laughter.

It was more than Perfect.

The skies were clear blue, but the air quite crisp. No one seemed to mind.
Thank You My Loves!

Sunday, February 19, 2017

How to Knit a Man's Sweater

Buy a cute little lamb.

Watch him grow and grow.

Shear his wool,

Then spin and spin, and knit and knit,

And say Thank-You to
The Man

Along side his new toy he got himself in the fall. It's not red!

for my sheep,
for our farm,
for Everything.