“To Everything there is a season
and a time to every purpose under Heaven”
Ecclesiastes 3:1
Hi! I’m back! I’ve been a little under the weather. I’ve been been very stressed out, if truth be told. Nothing terrible has happened, I’m just trying to adjust to my new life. As most of you know, we moved in July to a new house. It’s been a dream come true and my family and I love our new place. But, at the same time, it IS an adjustment. Also, I am now a HOMESCHOOLING MOM, officially, as of yesterday. I have been a bundle of nerves over it. Really, that’s the perfect description! A BUNDLE OF NERVES! And when I’m really nervous, I retreat within myself. I brood. I don’t speak or communicate like I normally do. Hence, no blog entries!
Joyfully, I am feeling more like myself today. School was great and the kids are outside fishing in the pond. I can see David out the window as I type. The sun is shining and I can hear the buzzing of insects and the singing of birds. I am so happy and thankful to be in this place in my life. . . . . . .
This picture is UPSIDE-DOWN for a reason! I thought the different perspective was beautiful.

My Jacob is finally a country boy. I love the rolled up jeans and the 3-cornered hat. Jacob has a huge interest in the Revolutionary War and we bought him the hat while we were in Sturbridge, MA. By the way, He ACTUALLY CAUGHT ONE!
My David.

Once again, Sister is wearing her GREEN dress. How many times have we all seen that dress in my blog pictures? It’s funny how we all have our most favorite outfit and Grace is no exception. I took this picture yesterday on a walk with the kids. This field is up behind our house in the State woods.
I hope all of you are having a wonderful day.
The King of love my Shepherd is, Whose goodness faileth never; I nothing lack if I am His and He is mine forever.
Where streams of living water flow my ransomed soul He leadeth, and where the verdant pastures grow with food celestial feedeth.
In death’s dark vale I fear no ill with Thee, dear Lord, beside me; Thy rod and staff my comfort still, Thy cross before to guide me.
And so through all the length of days They goodness faileth never: Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise within Thy house forever.
Written by Henry W. Baker, 1821-1877