Maybe it will be an encouragemen to you, if you are one with walking this life.
Maybe it will help you gain better understanding if someone you know and love walks this life.
09 Wednesday Feb 2011
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Maybe it will be an encouragemen to you, if you are one with walking this life.
Maybe it will help you gain better understanding if someone you know and love walks this life.
08 Tuesday Feb 2011
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07 Monday Feb 2011
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318. Tea time with my girls
319. Expressive eyes telling me the story
320. One more hug
321. Another one’s one more hug
322. Electric blue, Marme, not bright blue
323. Freezer meals prepared
324. Another life to celebrate
325. Brisk walk with the dog.
326. The joy of sunshine & warmth, in January
327. Birds have found the feeders!
328. The sound of children playing in the sunshine, instead of reading history.
329. There is more time for history.
330. “I get it!” After watching the math lesson, again.
331. Colossians 1:1-3 is in my head
332. Household cleaners delivered to my door.
333. Herb garden in our living and learning room
334. Sisters reading together
335. Bookshelves, overflowing
336. Invitation for a short park visit with friends
337. Girls noticing notes to myself, and taking the challenge themselves
338. One by one, they ask me to pray
339. For Daddy to come home safe
340. For grandfathers to know Jesus
341. For a friend’s family’s house to sale, so they can move closer that which they need
342. He is home safe
343. Birthday celebrations with dearest friends
344. Puppy and kitten eating from the same bowl.
345. Remembering grace
346. School closure…the home school classes are cancelled too…giving us a puttering day at home. Such a gift.
347. Builder is home, and helping me with school. Chasing away the anxiety and “doneness” of this Marme.
348. Slower morning, time for a back rub.
349. Houseful of dog, puppy, kittens, cats, all playing and rolling around our feet.
350. Children getting an bit more snuggly sleep on this extremely cold morning.
351. Concern for the homeless on this extremely cold morning, and remembering, there is something I can do. Pray.
352. Very cold fruit & minerals smoothie, made with extra love because he made it
353. Hot showers on these very cold mornings
354. Builder’s gentle critique of our schooling routine. Kind words to spur me on to better use of our time.
355. Compassion International.
356. Sponsored kids, more kids to love and pray for. 
357. Art & craft projects all over the place. Messy, but so beautiful.
358. Builder holding my hand as I let go of some of my to do list
359. A very productive, but less stressful week
360. Lavender soap
361. Dinner by Mae, from start to finish, with Builder and me doing the dishes after
362. Knitting needles & wool, while Builder reads North or Be Eaten
363. Delightful Date Night with my Beloved
364. Good books
365. Saturday, a day for rest and joyful pursuits
06 Sunday Feb 2011
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05 Saturday Feb 2011
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Each of those particular vouchers were for places we do frequent for Friday Pizza/Movie night (when the week’s worn me out and I don’t want to make the pizza), for Parent/Daughter dates and of course….BOOKS. But there are many other deals daily that might bless your budget 🙂
05 Saturday Feb 2011
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BUFFLEHEADS
by Lee Evans
Bath, Maine
I love to see them on the waves,
Along the beach, or in their trees.
I love to watch them fly away,
Without a running start, from me!
My father used to lurk behind
Four plywood walls that stood on stilts
Above the river nailed with pine,
His rifle ready at a tilt
Toward the vast and open sky,
Where ducks and geese would spread their wings
In Freedom, for which all must die–
All human and non-human things.
But I wear no such grim disguise
As I meander on the beach
In plain sight of the earth and sky,
Determined to let Nature teach.
These clouds, the seashells, shifting sands,
The wind, the cold, the winter sun,
The whistling swans: from these a man
Can claim more trophies than with gun.
Buffleheads photographed by Michelle, at the Mill Pond, Jackfish Lake area, British Columbia
04 Friday Feb 2011
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The best mail I’ve received recently…is the mail I’ve missed. The mail that is delivered to a Daddy who is home 1 week out of the month, and is great at living in the present. All those paintings, handmade cards, bookmarks that are generated each week, day, hour…are lovingly laid on a pillow (his), the dresser (his side) and our bedroom doorknob (with To Daddy) and I feel a little slighted and start to think.
How do I wipe off the LOOK of “what do I do with one more piece of paper or woven piece of yarn” and exchange it with sincere gratitude in the moment of heart giving from those delightful young hearts in my home?
Today I’ll create a space to display those pieces of art love, and allow the admiration to flow…right into the hearts of those precious people given to me.
Of course, I’ll have to employ that wonderful Daddy to help me in this project…I’m not allowed to swing a hammer against any walls, as he has had the look of “one more piece of wall to patch” on his face a time or two.
joining in on Five Minute Friday over at Gypsy Mama.
04 Friday Feb 2011
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