If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. ~Nadine Stair
My babykins will never say that. . . . .they are already going barefoot as often as they are able.
I went outside yesterday *not barefoot* and decided to take some photos of Grace, my little girl who is growing and stretching out waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too fast for my liking. The four boys jumped on the trampoline while I asked Grace to sit still just for a moment (please).
I only got a couple pictures
bare feet
laughter
and then this happened
“Mom! Turn around and look! Take a picture, quick!”
We had a pair of mallard ducks on the pond. They came for a visit.
Here is Mr, sporting the classic orange footwear that seems to be the trademark for ducks.
Patches, our mighty female cat hunter, was quite provoked. I did a blog about her last summer, in which she actually was catching frogs out of the pond. Looks like she would like some duck, too.
Patches, they are as big as you, dear little cat!
But this is as far as she would go (haven’t seen her swim yet). . . . .
(Just a bit ago, Patches took a flying leap up to the computer desk and slammed into my camera. She’s so reckless. She just wanted to purr at me, “good morning”, now she’s curled up tight on the rocking chair. . . .my cat Spot is frisky, he’s batting at and rolling around with an easter egg.)
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My husband is crazy-busy at work. I haven’t seen him much this week (he leaves for work before 6). Not sure when he’ll be back tonight, I don’t even ask. . .just expect a long day and if it happens to be short than I’ll be pleasantly surprised.
Today I am taking my children to a homeschooler’s outing. We’re going with a group from church, to a park, to see maple syrup being made.
On the way there, I’m going to treat myself to a Starbucks Honey Latte. I had a sip of my friend Karen’s the other day and it was yum. I have a gift card around here someplace for Starbucks.
Am I rambling?
Seems like I could share a quote or something more substantial. Hold on. Let me look.
How about a hymn? Thinking about spring makes me hum praise hymns to myself. Here’s an oldie but and very very beautiful:
Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy health and salvation!
All ye who hear, now to His temple draw near;
Join me in glad adoration!
Praise to the Lord! O let all that is in me adore Him!
All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him!
Let the Amen sound from His people again:
Gladly for aye we adore Him.
~Joachim Neander 1650-1680 (his heart must have been soaring when he penned this hymn, did y
ou notice all the exclamation points? What a beautiful testimony of praise!)
I hope you enjoyed the ducks. . .we sure did. Grace came downstairs this morning and immediately went out to see if they were still there—they are!


















































