Hi, I’m Danica.

I guess I’m a lot of things: a wife, a mom, a daughter, a sister, a crafter, a cook, a reader, a writer, a homemaker, a pianist, and probably a lot more too. But at the end of the day, I’m just a Christian trying to find and obey God’s will.

Archive for the 'just life' Category

today

Friday, July 22nd, 2011

Today, I am three weeks from my due date. So, so soon, our family will change forever. We’ll meet someone we’ll love instantly, and who will change the shape of who we are.
Today, I am folding towels and sheets and washcloths and sealing them up, labeling them “clean”, and checking one more thing of [...]

these days

Monday, July 18th, 2011

These pictures sort of sum up my house these days. There’s lots of carving out corners of pretty…

…in the midst of the mess.

So much for nesting!

in bullets

Tuesday, June 28th, 2011

Thinking about…
:: God being this kind of God, and not just a god of my own imagination, the importance of the family table, and other really good Dad sermons.
:: how, when we’re at the end of our rope and can only hold onto one thing, we choose fear instead of hope, worry instead of peace, [...]

gifts of spring

Monday, May 16th, 2011

I think I work so hard at being content with winter that I can forget how wonderful spring really is.
And it really is wonderful.

[robin's nest on our porch light]

[tulips, brought from backyard to adorn birthday table]

[endless variety bursting from buried bulbs]

doings.

Saturday, April 16th, 2011

I’ve been:
to Maine and back for a fast and furious and very fun weekend with Ryan’s mom and sister.
sewing a ball gown for Cinderella. It’s awfully fun to work on something so detailed and beautiful (for someone who usually is just cutting up old polos to make play pants!)
bundling up to go outside, even [...]

watching daffodils

Wednesday, March 23rd, 2011

Late last summer, on a sunny but cool day, my sisters helped me shuck, blanch, and freeze a huge bag of corn. And then I spent the rest of the afternoon digging holes and pressing bulbs deep into the earth.
Daffodils.
One hundred of them, all varieties.
Some crocus, too.
Even after having spent all summer digging [...]