Monday, April 14, 2014

One thousand gifts and still counting (5450-5477)

warm days
campfire smells
spring cleaning
gifted flowers and herbs
dinner with Linda
pizza delivery

painting projects
Mary's hug
Pamela's call

Your protection
flip flops
Erin bike riding everywhere
and neighbors noticing her

this community
a fire pit
iced tea, sweetened
an open house

our school room
Fridays with Julie
Bible study
a visit from my dad
Julie's encouragement

his 78 years
this life, wholehearted

Friday, April 11, 2014


I don't know if it's truly a copycat, but it's pretty tasty regardless. Found the original on Pinterest, and made a few tweaks and additions to my own.

A loose translation of a chipotle-style chicken marinade:

a splash or two of oil (veggie or olive depending on what you have on hand)
2 teaspoons chili powder
1 teaspoon garlic powder
1 teaspoon onion powder
1 teaspoon cumin
1/2 teaspoon oregano
1/2 teaspoon pepper
1 fair drizzle of honey
a few good squeezes of lime

Marinate for 4+ hours.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Taking the day off

We used today as a day off. It was beautiful outside. I opened up windows and aired out the house. The dog stayed outside all day, tongue lolling and tail wagging. I found a ball in the yard--a remnant from a former family. I threw the ball, and our girl went running after it. A year ago, she didn't know what to do with it. A year ago, she barely knew how to play. Now she's a full-fledged dog ... this is what freedom looks like--the ability to be what you were created to be, and be it without apology.

I threw the ball again and she ran. The kids and I clapped and cheered, and she did extra laps around us for sport.

I walked out front with Erin and we looked at the hyacinth poking up, and the daffodils all sun-soaked yellow. We went into the big garden and uncovered the primrose from fall leaves. I have a lot of outside work to do, but today was a day off. Erin sat in my arms on the rocking bench and we chatted. I looked into her eyes and noticed the freckles across her nose. Seven seems so big and so little at the same time.

Lanie ran out later to join us. I grabbed a few pictures of the girls before they went off adventuring: Erin in a skirt and bare feet; Lanie long and lean.

her hair smelled like sunshine


Soon all the trees will be lush with leaves and my kids' laughter will bounce and echo playfully through the woods.

Monday, April 7, 2014

One thousand gifts and still counting (5425-5449)

for fifteen years married
Shane for my husband
burnin' love burgers
dinner out with the kids
a busy week
a good talk with Jennifer in the parking lot

homeschool skate with the kids
a limbo winner: Erin!
extra kids in the car for a ride home
their sweet mama's hug thanks
a Friday-night movie with some moms

and coffee
breakfast bakes for church
a two-party weekend of fun
a friend in Teena

a waggy dog
the running into with Greg at church
exercise with Karen and Sandy
good friends for Lanie
brown paper packages tied up with strings

words of life
Erin on 2 wheels
the difference here makes