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  Just a handful of weeks ago, the wasps flew, stung even after we had sprayed and knocked down nests from the eaves of the house,Coming up the hill from the trees, that hid their “base.” Now the trees are bare, and Builder takes a walk with the two youngest. And, crunching on the dried leaves of earlier camouflage, they find it.The abandoned NEST.  

 But rather than fear and disgust,After the numerous painful welts, tears,  

 Comes awe, a wonder…  

#203 to 210 on my List of Everyday Thank Yous to the Father of Lights.

203. Recess

204. A hubby who will look at the schedule with me and with his gentle wisdom, steer me.

205. A freezer full of wild game, from a neighbor.

206. Poetic voices in through the windows.

207. Productive day at work for Builder.

208. Huge, abandoned paper wasp nest treasure.

209. Safe ride home at dusk, with wildlife along the highway.

{this moment} – A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

and blow the trees down, over the power lines, all over this northern part of the province,

but it is really only inspiration for,

some creativity in a sweet girl…

184. Faithful, hard working husband.

185. Children on a hike with Dad.

186. Mom uses the time to work on an edited schedule.

187. The privilege to pray with others. To extend further the grace & promise that has been extended to me.

188. Health Insurance & Medical Savings Account

189. A visit from a new friend, with a dish of chocolate chip pumpkin muffins.

190. Stayed awake for all of the readings! God inspired new schedule 

191. Beloved arrives home before the sun sets.

192. Children excited about learning.

193. Days of Gold

194. Thrift store finds, perfect costume pieces for the Knight, the Swiss Maiden and the Red Riding Hood as they act out favorite stories.

195. Victory in Jesus, my Saviour forever.

196. He’s bought me. He’s teaching me. With His redeeming grace.

197. Joyfully rejoicing in the situational victory of this moment, where my scolding stopped before the words left my mouth, and HIS words flowed.

198. Through Ginger Plowman’s writings, rejoice with me?

199. A restful night in a hotel room, a warm shower.

200. Returning home to find the power is restored, and the water is flowing once again.

201. A puppy’s rubber bones. Hit by the truck, sore and moving slowly, but his spunk is returning.

202. Good friends who remind me, it’s okay to be worn out from the above.