Sunday, July 31, 2011

Beautiful, Beautiful Hydrangeas


These are the flowers gracing my dining table this week. Beautiful late season hydrangeas that are more sagey green than blue. Aren't they glorious!

I used to enjoy the luxury of extravagant hydrangea blossoms overflowing in vases throughout our old home, without even realizing how much of a special treat it was. We had two huge old hydrangea bushes at that house, and they treated us to such a wealth of blossoms!

These hydrangea are cut from the bushes of a neighbor kind enough to let me fill vases as often as I please. So, this season I've enjoyed them in their glorious periwinkle blue-est several times, and now am so delighted to enjoy their sagier late season hues. I'm blessed to have them not just gracing dining tables and nightables inside our home, but also beautifying tables outside on our front porch as well. I'll try to get around to posting those photos also.

Hydrangeas just make me smile...in the summer, that is. In the winter, the poor bushes are so bare and scraggly and bereft I can hardly stand to glance at them. Then again, the huge (and I do mean HUGE) brown spider that crawled from the porch table hydrangea arrangement just after I'd finished handling it nearly made me rethink their benefit to my summer life...

...but then nature's beauty won out. Who can resist the beauty of hydrangea blossoms?

Thanks, Arnice, for the kind, generous sharing of your hydrangea bushes. I am truly grateful.


Next year Craig has promised me bushes of my own...I can't wait.

Take Care. Much Love.

 

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Delighted to Have Her Home


Maia returned home this week after more than a month away at two different college summer programs. We were all so glad to have her back, and her siblings rushed her at the door as soon as she and Craig got in from the airport.


The arms you see around Maia's waist are Johngideon's, who is lost somewhere in the middle of the group hug. Wait, here he is...


Her brothers even cheerfully carried her bags upstairs.


It is our comfortable household pandemonium once again. (By the way, Josiah's not injured (thank goodness!)...just having fun with Maia's old crutches.)


It is so good to have everyone home again.   Such a luxury...and I am grateful.


Take care. Much Love.

     

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Working on The Tree House


My children have wanted a tree house since several years before we moved from our old house...and we moved three years ago. We knew immediately which tree it would have been at our old house, and then again knew exactly which tree here at the new...well, three years ago "new." So, with Job heading off to college soon, and with him loving to design and build, I thought it would be wonderful if he built the treehouse for his siblings before he left...as kind of a daily legacy of love to them. Fortunately, he thought so too. So, after a few delayed starts (life, work, you know), he got off to the building, and just this past weekend secured the supports for the swing beam, which will swing no fewer than 4 children! Which is awesome, as there are usually at least four children outside wanting to swing at the same time, between our two youngest and our neighbor friends, and our current swingset only accommodates two.

When the initial framework was finally secured, Job climbed up and gingerly inched along the brace, wanting to make sure it was as sturdy as he thought it was before he got too comfortable up there.


No worries...its rock solid...even by my over-the-top cautious mother standards. Craig is helping Job as he goes with extra hands and advice, as is our highly talented neighbor Todd, who is a builder by trade but an artist by birth. I think for Job the planning and research has been the most cumbersome, especially because his mother keeps saying to him things like, "I just need to know it's going to be safe" and "If you're going to err, err on the side of caution" and "Be careful with that saw...are you sure its turned the right way?" and "The question to ask yourself is will it hold up ten years from now?" and "Trust me, it can never be too strong; I see what the plans call for, but why don't you use the thicker wood instead." Needless to say, I think Job much prefers Craig and Todd's advice. To his credit, despite my running peanut gallery commentary, he seems more determined than ever to finish, and hasn't walked out on the job yet.


These pictures are from just the successful swing beam support structure attaching. Turns out the swing beam itself is a special order piece of lumber, so that will be several days coming. Today, he added on by affixing the first support for the cantilevered platform, which will be a 4'x5' lookout deck on the south side of the tree, and also the highest point of the whole thing, which hopefully will end up with several levels, an enclosed "house" section and a few other goodies. I was on the front porch and heard a shout from him and looked in the backyard to find him jubilantly swinging from the cantilevered beam (not yet pictured here). He was thrilled to have successfully designed and attached it so quickly.

Not that Job will be able get the whole kit and caboodle built before he ships off to school, but I think he'll have some good, solid, playable railed platforms completed, which will truly delight his youngest siblings throughout the fall.


(By the way, its the camera that was tilted here...not the tree and braces!)
Here's to a project well-begun!

Take Care. Much Love.


 

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Such Beautiful Skies


Craig and I spent a lot of time this past weekend driving through upstate New York to pick up kids from camps and summer programs. Along the way we saw these most beautiful skies.


They almost didn't seem real.


What a glorious luxury to live with such uncompromised beauty above you. With the mountains ranges all around us, and the air so clear, and the dense and absolutely lush forests at every turn, and the people so straight-forward and sincere, and eventually (when we reached Josiah's camp) the lake so sparkling and expansive, and the breeze so refreshing, I wondered why we aren't all making our way there...to live.


God is truly palpable in this place.


Take Care. Much Love.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Just Ducky Returnings


We've lived a lot of life since my last post 51 days ago.

Children have graduated high school...and Pre-Kindergarten!...prom-ed...
zoo-ed...spelling bee-d...performed...celebrated...cried...won awards...
doctor-ed and orthodontist-ed...headed off to colleges (at least for the summer)...and to camps...mural-ed...berry-picked...pool-ed...
firecracker-ed...firefly-ed...lemonade stand-ed...and even become adults
(Job turned 18 today!)...to say nothing of what the "older" adults have been up to.

Somewhere along the way I lost my blogging rhythm, but would wistfully glance this way every few days with a sigh. I missed you little blogging outlet. I missed the way you slow life down for just a short while each day, and encourage reflection and contemplation. I missed the way you allow me to tangibly celebrate the journey, with all of its wilds and wonders. And so I did return...

There is so much to share...I truly don't know where to begin. So I thought I'd simply start with a front porch evening meal shared with Baby Ducky.

And why not?



Take care. Much Love.

 

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