These Summer Days

Summer days...
These days, I pray, think and write in my journal in the early mornings, sometimes alone, sometimes with the Littles. 

 

These days, I spend more time with my family, for lunch, for meadow jaunts and for playground romps.

 

These days, I say yes more often, even to the "I want to make a rabbit front-pack carrier and I need duct tape" requests.

 

 

These days, I relish the toothless 6 yr old comments, surprisingly intelligent 8 and 10 yr old thoughts and the curious questions of a 3 yr old blond pixie.

These days, I marvel at how big the Blossoms are and how much personality they have. 



These days, I relish the faithfulness of a Rugged Mountain Man.  Together we savor the dusky stillness and the critters' praise to the Creator.  With the much heralded appearance of the first lightning bug, we can now say,

"This is summer."

Dominique

 

 

Micro Farm Humor

 

"Excuse me, I was wondering
when you'll be turning the air conditioning on?"

Home Hazard

 

Apparently, hunting for missing library books

is hazardous to your health.

Happy Dance

We've been enjoying the Dame's Rockets lately.  They're one of our favorite wildflowers and the lovely purple shades are so pretty.  I thought you might like to take a peek. 

Also, this flourishing 4-H family is rejoicing because the poultry ban that was in effect due to Avian Influenza has been lifted. 

 

Squeals and happy dances ensued.  There will be poultry at the fair again! 

 

Have a great weekend, friends.  I hope you have something fun to rejoice about.  Enjoy the holiday weekend!

Dominique

 

 



Availability, Even By The Pond

In the spirit of spring freedom, I was relishing our Tuesday afternoon piano lesson hour. 

 

Recently, I had been pondering and praying about how to regularly work with the girlies in their 4-H books.  4-H is no picnic and their educational books are an animal science course that oftentimes requires my supervision and assistance.  It was a time slot dilemma characteristic of those mama-burdens we carry.

 

Then, I believe a God-inspired idea came to me:

 

Work with each girlie as the other sister is having her piano lesson.  Then, switch! 

Simple, but genius, and it has worked well ever since.  Thank God He took care of that mama-burden.  Sometimes we carry burdens for far too long, simply because we don't ask for His help.

Now that spring is upon us, we spread out the picnic blanket and savor the time by the pond. 

In between a question here and there, I gazed out over this view and took a few deep breaths, so as to relish the fresh air, fabulous views and a time of quiet for my soul. 

 

I wasn't off-duty, but my soul still drank in the peace.  I'm learning to latch onto these moments, even amidst my daily duties, so that God can speak and move and work in me.  While being available to my children, I am still available to the Lord.

 

 

"I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. 

My help comes from the Lord, maker of Heaven and Earth."