Sometimes, when things are hard. The best place to go, is right out side your door. Change the perspective a little, and you'll see things in ways you've never seen before. Counting blessings. ~Family photos that include our beloved Pemmie ~Trips to see Chelsea, Adam and soon to be. . . ~Grace for the moment ~Promise of things to come ~No matter how hard things become there is always Hope ~Even when it rains, and rains, and rains, and rains. . .no one can steal our joy ~My mom, who was the forever optimist ~And coffee, so thankful for my cup of ... View Post
They say Farm Life Prepares you for Death
Our little corner of the world was rocked yesterday when our dear Pemberly Longbourn Netherfield Davis was struck by a car and killed. Our bodies are wracked with sobs over the loss of our dear pet. We are a family that is no stranger to death. It is part of the job of a dairy farmer. The cycle of life. . .if you will. But does it prepare us any more than anyone else for loss? In some ways maybe so. Discussions of life and death begin at an early age around here. We do not take anything for granted. We are appreciative of all that God has given and taken. The sudden loss of Gary's ... View Post
Just when you think. . .
This morning as I struggled to wake up. . .and I don't even get up at 3 like the boys! I remembered, I wanted to sit out and look at the mountain whether it was raining or not. (We're desperate here folks). So, I grabbed my coffee, bible, journal and phone (do we go anywhere without those anymore?) and headed to the porch. . .and then the back yard. And everything is so peaceful and serene. And the sun is really trying to win the battle over the clouds. . . and I think maybe we'll see it today! And I head back to sit on my porch. . . And I notice how the girls are ... View Post
It’s all how you look at it
One day I walked into the kitchen and my son had taken out every pot, pan and lid. He was sitting on the floor banging the heck out of them. . .The floor was a mess, it was loud and I sighed, just as I prepared to yell. But, my son turned to me and said, " Mom, it's all how you look at it." This is how Memorial Day weekend began this year. We woke to our road completely washed out on both ends. No way in, or out. Culverts to driveways, most of the way up the hill destroyed. Our friends, Dobie and Sandy, at the horse stable were flooded once again (in 2011 during Spring flooding the water ... View Post
Our baby turns 8 today. . 8 years ago, we had different hired help. Chelsea had just graduated High School. . .now Elijah has graduated. . . 8 seems to be our number. Chelsea turned 8 when Elijah was born. Clarissa turned 8 when Ella was born and now Ella is 8 when the first Grandchild will be born. Not sure if there is significance, but interesting. Gary and 4 of the kids are off to the Williston Parade. We usually head over to Richmond for the festivities. . .but Richmond is rather wet and all events are cancelled. I heard someone ask if we think Noah has any room. . .The rain has ... View Post