Busy Days

 Last Sunday after Josh & Willow's wedding, Tim & Trish came out for awhile. We had Kiowa, Flint, and Jasper too; but sadly, I got no px of that little crew. It was pretty hot out but not too hot for a walk to the lake so Josh & Dawson could swim. 

Monday night horse ride with Jewel. Sky was gorgeous.

For the record - two new calves last week.

Wednesday morning beauty.

just because I really appreciate my basement kitchen - vintage cupboards/sink and all...

The brand on the sink (hidden by the towel) says 

Beauty Queen

😅

ps - I really do like vintage... lots of character...

Flashback Friday

 September 2017

Hello September

 Can't remember why Echo stopped by but kids sure enjoyed their snack.

Tomato juice day last week.

Garden work with a little friend.

Time for a ride.

Riding with Jewel, stunning sunset from the pasture. I think this was Monday.

With cooler days/evenings, frisbee has been seen quite a bit again. Ben's drone shows up occasionally too.

And apple crisp 😂😋

Last of the peaches!

Picture from Jesse - I'm not fond of the idea but the look on Jason's face is precious. Jesse's been battling moles in his yard. Not sure who's winning the war but these two lost their battle.

Love this on cooler evenings.

Beautiful afternoon for a hike last Sunday.

Labor Day: apples apples apples.

These are Fuji.

Apple crisp, apple cake,

applesauce.

We planned a wiener roast but it was pretty hot so we used the fireburner instead. And the microwave 😄 

Lame, yeah maybe, but lots easier too!

I've been on an egg burrito kick. I love having these in the freezer for a healthy delicious fast food breakfast. It's just scrambled eggs (made with ham, peppers, onions, potatoes, and cheese) wrapped in flour tortillas. Yum.

Tuesday evening we caught up with Jesse & Lucy and their boys. Only got one picture but it's a good one. This little guy got really big. And is cuter than ever.

Last week I transplanted my tub of strawberry plants into this little garden plot. We'll see what happens. The runner starts to the left don't look promising but the main pile is doing ok.

Also Stark Bros had a sale on blackberries so I got a few plants. We'll see how this goes. My last attempt got thwarted by a rogue flock of chickens that kept digging them up. Hopefully in this location I'll get to pick a few berries at some point. Time will tell.

Multi-tasking: math + music. How efficient is that?

On Thursday, Josh mowed at Levi's, and Kiowa got to help me mulch the blackberries... with pine needles.

Of course there's always time for a few books.

Yesterday morning. Picture doesn't do it justice.

Favorites came last night. 

😲

Another applesauce morning...

~the end~

Will America Pray?

We all know she has a lot to say, but will America pray?

It's staggering to think where the world would be today

If there were no missionaries and no one ever prayed.

But the peace we have left can be attributed to this

When the hand of God was moved, it took more than just a wish.

Stories by the thousands, men and women who felt called

To launch a thing much bigger than a militant assault.

In the backrooms, in the closets, by their bedsides in the dark

The power they tapped into was sure to make its mark.

But the thought that lingers now, or at least the way it looks,

It may be confined to history, something only read in books.

But the only way to change that is conviction in the heart,

And open eyes to see that we're way past the time to start.

Will America pray?

Does she remember how?

Will she begin today?

Yeah we're talking now.

Will her knees still bend?

Can her heart still ache?

Are there any left who are still awake?

We all know she has a lot to say,

But will America pray?

Time is of the essence and I think we all know why

What's needed here today is not some casual reply.

Will you answer if you're listening, can we have a show of hands,

Of those who aren't too busy with their dreams and foolish plans?

With the way that we do church today this ideal may not fit,

And our pride and higher learning are sure to take a hit.

But how can we be Christians and declare we know the way

But it doesn't hold much water if we're all talk and we don't pray.

Will America pray?

Does she remember how?

Will she begin today?

Yeah we're talking now.

Will her knees still bend?

Can her heart still ache?

Are there any left who are still awake?

We all know she has a lot to say,

But will America pray?

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I recently found this song as we planned to see The Bontrager Family Singers in Morton last week. I started listening to their albums on Spotify in anticipation of their concert. Thinking about twenty years ago today, and the shock and horror of that day, and how much our nation has changed since then, I thought of this song.

 A google search turned up no other artists singing it and no lyrics or composer. Thus I'm assuming the Bontrager family wrote it but Idk that for sure. At any rate, it challenged me to pray for America more.

Will you join me?

Like the song says,

we're way past the time to start.