Oh so cold for oh so long, and suddenly, pass the lemonade and I’ll be at the pool: this is North Country weather, and it keeps us on our toes.
Wrapping up regular days of school, getting things crossed off, watching the calendar slowly morph into the beckoning adventure of summer living.
Weeding and mulching the tiniest signs of life, and within weeks, seeing those empty spaces filled with unfurling leaves, spring’s flowers, and June’s buds.
Every day somehow so very busy with the next thing for so many projects — in the house, in the yard, in the business. What’s next? I’m sure I’ve forgotten something, somewhere.
Slowly loosening up. Seeing a few familiar faces and itching for carefree gatherings, for stores with doors open, for a haircut and soon a summer pedicure? Praying we can all rebound.
Watching space shuttles launch and buildings collapse in flames all on the same day, the kids’ eyes large and trying to understand. Confusion and tears and sweet innocence wondering how these bad things happen? How easy it is to wonder, except, of course, an honest look into our own hearts, knowing there is none righteous, not one, and our violent, hateful, screaming, rioting, weeping world needs Jesus.
watching Jon, a favorite activity
She turned two!
A little history display night, and these kids did such a wonderful job.
So much sister-life, all the time. Brothers, too, but harder to catch on camera!
A strange Memorial Day with no ceremony, but still a pause.
Watching the green appear on my morning walks.
This girl, growing so tall and seeing young lady begin to appear.
May’s flowers, inside all the time.
Living that bagel life.
William mowed a maze in the field, and if you squint, you’ll see kids everywhere, running and laughing.
New gardens, old gardens, I love gardens.