poppies

poppies
This week I accidentally threw out my whole photo library. Thankfully my daughter rescued it! (Thanks again honey!) You might have missed these beautiful poppies!

The Scottish Highlands

I went to the Scottish Highlands
I went to the Scottish Highlands and it was really beautiful!

The Scottish Highlands

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Why doesn't the bathroom vent work?

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For 20 years we've been wondering why the bathroom vent doesn't work. Now we know! It was completely painted shut. I can't believe I didn't pop the vent cover off, but I was told it was an old soffit vent. When the electrician came we laughed because it was really, REALLY painted shut!

The fan is working now!




Home is base camp

I think of home as base camp. If my kids say they're glad to be home my response often is, "Base camp is very important!" The people who climb Mt Everest get a lot of attention, but they wouldn't get there without base camp. Home is base camp for the family but it's deeper; if done well it's restorative, comfortable, predictable in a good way, and with prayer it changes the world. A healthy home is life-giving.

Base camp
https://www.dictionary.com/browse/base-camp
base camp. a main encampment providing supplies, shelter, and communications for persons engaged in wide-ranging activities, as exploring, reconnaissance, hunting, or mountain climbing.

home
[hōm]
NOUN
the place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household.

home is base camp

Pray for him

When our kids were little my husband was working so hard. I was a stay at home mom. He was building something very special at the time and worked many long hours. If the kids hadn't seen him in a couple days sometimes they would complain at night when I put them to bed. I might have even felt the temptation to complain, because he was such a relief to the demands of motherhood. He would come in the house and rush to see them and even if he was tired he would make them laugh. I remember telling the kids not to complain but to pray for him. Then if they still struggled I would tell them to be thankful that they had a Dad like him. They were blessed that they got to see him at all because some kids had parents in the military or parents who were truck drivers and they didn't get to see their dads for weeks or months.

My Mom or Dad told me that one of their grandfathers was a lumberjack. He would have to leave his wife and kids in a tiny cabin for the whole winter to go up north to do his job. We think we have it hard!