July 2026

July 2026
Over the years, we've always compared our family life to a wagon train heading west. Just as everyone had to do his part to get to Oregon years ago, so everyone in our family must do his/her part to make our journey through life successful. If somebody climbs in the wagon and lets the others do the work, we just don't make any progress. We all have to pull our weight and work together. Along the trail we find lots of pebbles that make for a smooth ride and some bigger rocks that jar us a little; we hit the occasional pothole that can slow us down. But if we purpose to search diligently, there are countless gold nuggets and precious gemstones along the way as well. This journal is an attempt to preserve some of those precious moments for our children, and our children's children, as together we travel this trail called life.

Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore. Psalm 16:11


Saturday, October 3, 2020

Harvest

 Anya wasn't entirely sure about this puppy...


while Josh will miss all of them.


Monday was really cool and cloudy. It screamed soup. Chicken rice soup, to be specific.
It was delicious.


πŸ’—πŸ˜ŠπŸ’—


Tuesday afternoon walk. Gray but beautiful.






Evening walk with Dad.




Sarah riding Diamond.


πŸ’—πŸ˜ŠπŸ’—




Remembering FL.




Pups are goofy over new things - - - who knew a bucket was so fun?


















And just like that *snap* it's October.

Ava never tires of puppies. I love her smile in these pictures.




More harvesting.




Thankful for a safe harvest so far.

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