The frost wasn't too hard this morning. We kept the house warm enough. My farmer turned the fire on before he left. I shudder to think how much propane we have used. We need to be prepared. As winter looms ahead. Wood needs to be cut. Air conditioners stored away for the heat of the summer day. Screens removed and the storm windows placed. All in preparation for winter. My freezer is partially full of summer's glow. Harvesting some of the bounty for later use. Still not quite there with all that needs to be ... View Post
When There’s An Early Frost And No Heat
The steam from the cooking apples warm the kitchen. Soon there will be applesauce. There is going to be another frost. We have no heat in our home right now. I keep the doors closed. I bring in the mums so they won't freeze. We pick the last of the tomatoes on my one plant. I'm such a gardener. The doors to the other end of the house are shut. We are hanging a quilt over the doorway to the hallway that goes upstairs. We need to conserve heat. The down part of a large home. It seems too early to have such a ... View Post
I Said Yes To , Until Death Do Us Part
The air was cool. Chores were done. We headed out. We dressed in layers. We drove almost 2 hours to a fair. Not just any fair. The Tunbridge World's Fair. A place where time stands still. Where cattle are milked. Displays of pumpkins and flowers line every building. Equipment through the generations are scattered around the space. Where smells of roasting corn and fried dough permeate the air. The hum of the rides and the dazzling lights make this place a feast for the senses. We held hands and ... View Post
The Least of These My Brethren
He sits at my table. I feed him. Physical nourishment. We feed him the Word. He; the downcast. Broken. Struggling with mental illness. Trying to find his way in this world. He sits at my table. I fight the thoughts that permeate my mind. My son. Buried deep beneath the earth. Not at my table; while this one lives. Why? My son; a hard worker. So young. A lover of God. Gone. And here. At my table the least of these. Matthew 25:40 "The King will reply, 'Truly I tell ... View Post
A Letter To God
So much of my daily journey takes me back to last year. How I felt. So much I do not remember. So much is still stuck vividly in my mind. This post echoes the cry of my heart. This week I have felt weary and worn. But we are holding on. Clinging to the rock that is higher than I. Dear God, I find myself in a deep place today. My first thoughts are usually to bring praise and Glory to your name. It is the habit established for more than 20 years now. My first thoughts when my eyes flutter open are to praise you. . .no matter how I feel. Today. . .I opened my eyes and ... View Post
The Importance Of Naming; remembering 9/11
She's been playing the cello for 3 years. She practices willingly. . . sometimes. This summer she didn't want to play. She said she was done with the cello. But she has music in her soul. She fought the entire process. I knew in my mommy's heart she will long to play someday. So we begin the fall lessons. She doesn't want to go. She is angry. We talk through trusting me on this one. That sometimes mommy's know things. She agree's to trust. This little 9 year old. Stepping in faith. A ... View Post
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