Enjoying...a visit from my "kissin' cousin" who is here from Texas with her husband - possibly the nicest man in the world - and their baby doll
Losing...our boy bunny who looks like Peter Rabbit. He escaped one time too many and this time we weren't here for my hero to catch him.
Catching...our girl bunny who decided to escape, too, yesterday. Good thing she is FAT and SLOW. Struggling...to get up at 6:30am for a walk with God in the mornings. Goodness, do I ever struggle there!
Reading...too many blogs. I am addicted, I admit it, but no - I am NOT ready to quit yet.
Writing...nothing but my blogs here
Wishing...I'd write more
Fearing...writing (for publication)! Why fear writing? I don't know, but I do.
Praising...God for providing us with our latest van to replace the wrecked one.
Planting...petunias, Holly ferns, periwinkles, and transplanting St. Augustine grass
Buying...seeds, 50 lbs. of chicken feed, pink child-sized wooden chairs, oat groats, wheat berries, a breadmaker, and a power inverter - all this week!
Thanking...God that I am an American every time I walk into WalMart and see the surplus that our country has
(Originally published on my 2005-2008 Keeping the Home blog)
We live on a river just a few miles north of the Gulf of Mexico. This is our river upstream. It is a wild and beautiful river, with a pure sand bottom. It is winter in this photo, so imagine how green it is in the summer!
Hurricane Ivan did not cause any damage in that view upstream. But standing in the same spot, if I turn my camera downsteam, look....
Hurricane Ivan tore HUGE decades-old cedars and ripped them into shards. There are over 22 trees in the river in this area. The hurricane spawned a tornado that came through here, not all that far from our house where we were weathering out the storm. Even 9 months later, when I walk down to the river and see this mess, I sometimes get teary. Not because of the trees. Although I'm sad to lose them, I know that's the way of God's nature. I get sad because I remember that night so well...the sounds of those trees cracking, the meteorologist's voice on the radio, the darkness when the power went out, the transformers that blew up with loud bangs, and the wind. The endless wind.
Although I love great displays of nature, I am still overwhelmed by what fury Hurricane Ivan held.
We are so small. God is sobig.
(Originally published on my 2005-2008 Keeping the Home blog - photo taken by me)