stop a smell the wildflowers

We drive this road often.  I always think to myself, “Photo op.”  Today, I decided to take one minute (that’s all it took) to pull over and snap some shots.

Carpe Diem.

The kids thought we were getting pulled over by a cop.  Thanks a lot guys!  I haven’t had a ticket in years, but we’ve gotten plenty of fix the light tickets, cracked window repair, ect.

“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge. There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard.”—Psalm 19:1-3 

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out camping

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We headed to the mountains Easter weekend.  It was a needed reset to our busy and work-filled lives.  Unplugging was a marvelous idea, indeed.

Let’s not talk about the all night party bunch.  Then we’ll forget all the good moments that we had.  We might block out the fact that we were all together and enjoying a camp fire and marshmallows.

How do you create memories on a budget?  What are your favorite childhood family times?

I always loved camping and spending the day at the river when I was young.  I haven’t forgotten even one of those trips.  It takes some planning and effort, but I think we are going to make a summer habit of these short weekend adventures.

Foggy, misty

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We enjoyed nearly a full day of beautiful fog.  I expected it to clear within an hour or so, but it lingered on.  I love the images from a re-create the hazy, misty, foggy day.  The perfect filters are those created bt nature.  The birds are back too.  I have never seen the Sandhill Cranes fly as low as they did this day.  We enjoy them here from October to March.  They migrate from as far as Siberia!

This was our first hard freeze if the season. I really love days like this.  Reading, warm drinks, many things to be thankful for in all seasons.  Most of all this one, I think.  Everyday I’m thankful that we live here, on the farm.  The lessons and joys and hard times we experience here are worth the sacrifices we’ve made here.  Days like this fill my heart with the beauty of the Lord.  He paints the pictures I love most of all.

autumn, finally

IMG_1013 IMG_1014 IMG_1015 IMG_1017 IMG_1019 IMG_1020 I know some of you may have already experienced the first blanket of snow, or a night around the fire.  We haven’t.  The first storm is rolling in today, so we have officially started the season.  Autumn is my most favorite season.  I love the colored and the changes in the wind.  I love how it brings everyone in.  Cozy blankets, hot drinks, plenty of reading and movies.  It’s the only season I really get into baking.  Soup is very common.  I just love Autumn.  Don’t you? Autumn is when our goats get bred.  I can’t wait for fresh milk again.  Our turkeys will soon be processed and frozen.  Last year’s turkey is in the frig defrosting. The garden is cleared and needing tending for the fall planting.  The jackets and coats are coming out.  The dresses and shorts are set aside.  The nights are longer, the days shorter.  The hens aren’t laying so much.  Things are getting quiet around the farm.

on a walk





A week or so ago, Nick went to gather wood for the winter. He took the older two, which left me with the three younger. After a rather mundane day, I decided to take them for a walk down the road. It’s a quick one mile. We have recently been very into our family walks. Olivia normally gets suddenly tired and uncooperative as soon as we head out the drive way.

This day was no different.

Despite my urge to call it quits, we walked on. I did a bit of photography along the way. Even though she was crying and carrying on behind me, I kept on. She can be so silly. She talks about the walks as though she loves them. Once she’s actually walking, her quittin’ side shows up. I love her to pieces, but things can be “challenging” with her at times.

About the last tenth of a mile I decided enough was enough. Since I was already walking slowly, I told her this may be the only chance she has to beat me at a race.

Post-op mom basically hobbled quickly to the finish line, leaving miss Liv far ahead for the first place champ. Her spirit was lifted, and I’ll be darned if she didn’t have a fun walk.

while away

Nick is on a mission trip this week. We have had snow, mud, art, and crafts to keep us busy here.

It’s so quiet at night, when all the kids are sleeping, and there is no adult conversation going on.

I’ve gotten myself on a cross stitch kick, so you’re going to have to bare with me. My sewing machine isn’t keeping good tension, so no quilt blocks are coming together. Those darn machines are seemingly determined to stop my mental momentum. Does that happen to you?

I do love a new craft to learn, so it’s just as well. I remember watching my own mama cross stitching. I like that I’m enjoying the same thing she enjoys. There’s a special plan for a little flower I finished, which I do believe, a certain girl with a fast-approaching birthday is going to adore.

What is new in your tiny corner of the Earth?