when summer comes, i tend to wander outdoors and take pictures of lovies rather than write. so, here’s to gardening and old tractors that double as jungle gyms. here’s to dandelion crowns and popsicles on the front lawn. here’s to family and children and sunburns and happy moments of laughter.
I'm so excited you stopped by! I pray your visit here will be encouraging. You will find books, and stories, and posts on infertility and adoption and faith.
In my book I mention several times that there are hundreds of ways that pain can rip through our lives. Since the book’s release, I have heard story after story of heart-wrenching sorrow and I have been touched and blessed by the incredible women who bear their burdens with such grace. There is just something that happens…
It was almost painful to watch, the first time you had to say you were sorry for your behavior. You stuttered and forced the words from trembling lips. We watched the battle play across your face. Pride dies hard. Humbleness hurts. You looked at me with huge tears sliding down your cheeks and I wanted…
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Such adorableness!
I had to smile at the dandilion crown… So many memories of things to do with dandilions. We don’t have any here in our yard in Florida. But we have a little yellow cup flower that blooms every evening. Enjoy summer. We will be in Lowville for the month of July, hope to see you then. Gail
I used to spend hours and hours making dandelion chains. It is one of my favorite outdoor pastimes. 🙂
We will write, a little, because we can’t help it after we play in the grace of summer. But I’m with you- I shall not be a slave to the blog or the book in the summer! Here’s to living with hands open to daily grace!
most definitely! 🙂
These photos warm my heart, what a precious day with adorable little ones. My spirits are lifted just seeing thier smiles.
aren’t they simply precious? I greatly, greatly enjoy them all.
Beautiful! Simply beautiful! Are they nieces and nephews???
nieces and “my boys” (the kids I watch that I claim. 😉 ) there were some nephews there too but they eluded the camera.
I haven’t seen dandelion crowns since I was a child! Thanks for the smile!
As a child I would make yards and yards of them… literally. I told the kids that we’re going to make a huge chain sometime and take pictures. 🙂 I just love dandelions. They make me happy.