Sunday, May 31, 2009
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
Travis and the children were so sweet today. They showered me with beautiful flowers and thoughtfulness. We are getting ready to get our dairy cow tomorrow, so much of today was very busy-but still a great day. Travis had all the children say what they appreciate about me the most. Here are some of their responses:
- "I like the way Mom fixes me food on the spot."
- "I like going on picnics with Mom."
- "I like that Mom reads to us." (got three votes-yeah!!)
- "I liked when Mom took me to Goshen with Tommy."
- "Mom makes really good cheeseburgers."
- "I like Mom's kisses and hugs." (Tommy said this.)
- "The food."
- "I like the way Mom teaches me new things."
- "Going places with Mom."
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
We had an experience a little like that in reverse today. For the last four years, we have had a pair of House finches on our front porch. Every year they have nested in a hanging basket in the exact same spot.
This year the finches came very early-about two or three weeks ago. We didn't have any hanging baskets up yet, but the pair of birds kept flitting back and forth on the porch, from corner to corner, expectantly searching for the site of their new nest. This has gone on for weeks.
I thought the birds might build a nest in the Yew bush right next to the porch-or maybe on the porch ledge. But they didn't.
Finally I thought to myself- these poor birds are counting on that hanging basket to build a nest. We better get one-and soon!!
I called Travis right away(he was in town) and said, "I know hanging baskets are a luxury right now, but we need one on the front porch! The finches are depending on us!!"
Travis brought home a beautiful, cascading Petunia which immediately went on the front porch. Within five minutes(no exaggeration), the birds were beginning the construction of their new nest in the hanging basket!!!
I think God gives us these little glimpses of providence in the natural world to show us what our faith should be like. We need to expect miracles. Not that we should have the kind of expectancy that lacks appreciation; rather we should be so sure of his providence that we don't even question it. If we can provide for the birds, how much more can our Heavenly Father provide for us?
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Happiness is....a pot of spaghetti sauce made with homegrown tomatoes, homegrown peppers (all from last year's garden), and rosemary picked from the "kitchen" garden I am working on. Travis came in from trying to get another beehive(a swarm in someone's yard in town), and said, "MMmmm. That looks like good spaghetti!" Then he paid me the highest from of a compliment and took a picture of it! Funny thing is, I was so pleased, I had already taken a picture. Great minds think alike, right?
"Mom, do you think you would have to spend at least twenty years in jail if you took the American flag off the moon?"
"What?" I answered, not really thinking I heard him right.
"Well, Sam says when he grows up, he's going to take the American flag off the moon because it's not respectful to leave it there."
Don't ask me where they hatch these ideas. It sure would be interesting to know!!!
Monday, May 4, 2009
"Oh well" Oliver said resignedly. "It's probably all just margarine at the top of the picture, anyway."
"What do you mean?" I asked him.
"Well, McDonald's just wants their food to sell, so when they're taking the pictures they don't really use the real food. They use margarine for ice cream so it looks fluffier and not all melted. They glue sesame seeds on to puffed up hamburger buns so that every seed is in perfect place."
I looked at my smashed hamburger bun. It definitely didn't resemble the fluffy bun on the picture on the menu. But I didn't know how Oliver was suddenly such an expert on fast food marketing ploys.
"So how do you know all of this? It sounds a little crazy."
"I read it in that Do Not Open book" (really cool book by John Farndon -available at Amazon)
Oliver had read the book (we had checked it out of the library a couple months ago). He found it to be very interesting. The conversation turned into Oliver's disbelief that people (marketers) get paid to think up advertising for big corporations.
"That sounds like a fun job !" Oliver said, as he crammed his mouth full of fries. Life doesn't get any better, in my opinion.
One fruit, that of the Mistletoe, is distributed by birds in a very unusual way. Mistletoe plants grow on the trunks ans branches of trees such as the Oak and the Hack berry. Mistletoe is a parasite;that is, it gets all its nourishment from the tree on which it grows. Its roots grow right into he tree's trunk or branches and draw out the food the Mistletoe needs. A Mistletoe seed can take root only if it lands on a tree. If it lands on the ground, it will die.
Birds help to make sure that the Mistletoe seed land in the right place. Some birds like to eat the little round fruits of the Mistletoe. But the seeds inside the fruits are covered with a substance that makes them stick to the birds' beaks as they eat the fruit. To get the seeds off, the birds have to wipe their beaks against the bark. Often the seeds stay there and take root.
Sometimes a Mistletoe seed is swallowed by the bird along with the fruit. But the seed can go through the digestive tract and not lose its stickiness. Then it may come out in the bird's droppings and stick to the tree branches as it falls. (emphasis mine-what I find so fascinating!)
Gives a whole new meaning to "kissing under the Mistletoe," doesn't it?