Since my last post, I am thinking humor. I have been working on my belly laughs and now I have my husband engaging as well. I will keep you posted. Like clock work the days fly by.. Time for Texture Tuesday at Kim Klassen’s beautiful site. We have some pretty, summer action, going on in our small back yard. Kim’s work gives me the incentive to keep trying..
there’s something new
i want to do
but i don’t yet
but it’s in my heart
where my ideas start
i’ll be patient and wait
to not be in a hurry
but to also not be late..
just maybe, there was something i missed
as a child, caught between happy moments
and sometimes being scared
just maybe, i longed for someone
to take notice, and to interact with me
and not be so busy
maybe, the early years
would have been different
Strength and honor are her clothing;
She shall rejoice in time to come.
She opens her mouth with wisdom,
And on her tongue is the law of kindness.
She watches over the ways of her household,
And does not eat the bread of idleness.
Her children rise up and call her blessed;
Her husband also, he praises her:
Many daughters have done well,
But you excel them all.
Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing,
But a woman who fears the Lord,
she shall be praised.
Give her of the fruit of her hands,
And let her own works praise her in the gates..
Then I heard a voice from heaven saying to me, Write: Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on. Yes, says the spirit, that they may rest from their labor, for their deeds will follow them.
Revelation 14: 13
After several months of going back and forth to Portland, we have been content to stay at home. We tend to our small garden and I have really enjoyed getting to eat a cucumber everyday.
Our bees are doing well and their activity keeps us entertained. We have been watching Little League finals in Williamsport, PA. The Mother Hen in me watches every little facial expression of joy, sadness, and the tears of disappointment. It pulls at my heartstrings as I observe them. I hope that they are never told, that boys or men are not supposed to cry. I cheer them on, in the sidelines of our living room. The team from Lewisberg, PA is quite impressive, as well as others, but I give them all a high-five for putting their hearts into what they have a passion for.
After visiting the blog, Alice and Molly, I was inspired to tackle a small creative project. I am one to buy fabric and have good intentions, but I lose my enthusiasm easily. This seemed to be simple enough and I had fabric that I thought would work well together. Here is my completed pennant banner.
I think that the bobbin on my sewing machine is not threaded right and it was affecting my sewing, so I went with sewing by hand. I know what I would do differently next time.
While working on this I kept whistling the song, His Banner Over Me.. I bet you didn’t know that I like to whistle..Lol!
Thank you Grace for the inspiration!
The quaint small town of Brownsville had a community yard sale on Saturday. I am sure I have shared this same link previously. Twenty dollars doesn’t go far these days, but we managed to pick up a few vintage items for under that amount and my conscience did not nag at me for spending too much. While on our way home we noticed a sign for another sale, and we were very curious, so we decided to check it out. The property was a combination of a few homes with lovely landscaped yards, flowers and the kinds of rustic yard art that appeals to me.
Besides meeting and talking to some creative and warmhearted individuals, I was inspired in many ways. I always enjoy seeing how old wood can be used to create wall and yard art. There was a combination of furniture, home decor and jewelry too.
Oh taste and see that the Lord is good; How blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him..Psalm 34: 8