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Praying for Babies

This is Charles Owen.   He was born yesterday, 9 lbs 4 oz.  He is the grandson of one of my best friends.

As I was rejoicing over this good news while vacuuming,  my heart immediately beckoned me to pray for him. 
 Vacuuming the floor is a great time to pray. 
 You see, Charles Owen is in need of prayer... ... and here is the reason:   He has been born into a country who has lost its fear of the Almighty God.   He has been born into a culture where the church goers  are apathetic to the moral decline of our nation,  a culture who has given up hope.
When people do not fear the Lord,  there is moral decline, and hope wains.
Owen needs our prayers.   His parents need them.   They, and all the believing families across the nation,  need people to lovingly pray for them with endurance,  that their children would be brought up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord,  that parents would have wisdom and discernment to raise them to be  godly,  God fearing, Jesus loving men and women.

Simple Camping

Desiring to get away for the weekend with our son John and his family,  we planned for a simple and quick camp trip to our favorite campground. 
 Fall campground camping is wonderful, because the campground is virtually empty,  the landscape turning fall colors is lovely,  and the weather is fine, albeit a bit crisp in the mornings.
It was a beautiful, relaxing, and fun weekend.
Our tent site overlooked the play area and the lake, giving us a protective and lovely view.

Sitting around the campfire doing nothing for hours is my kind of relaxing!!

Others find sand an amazing relaxer, and can play in it for hours on end.

For those cool mornings, everyone needs a great hat.

Camping is all about taking time to unwind.

taking time to enjoy one another without the distractions of everyday life

And drink in deeply of the beauty of God's creation

How did we Keep it simple with 11 people?

We did all the cooking in the Dutch Oven, making meals and packing less we took the w…

Diary of a Quiverfull Mom: Mastering Breakfast

Faintly I hear the pitter patter of little feet getting closer, closer... ...I strain to attain some sort of consciousness out of the deep, wonderful, life giving,  (did I say wonderful?) slumber of the night.
Then there she is.  My eyes will not open, try as I might.   Her eyelashes brush my cheek and suddenly she is kissing me, hugging me,  like an over friendly cat that wants to be petted.   It is 6:09... A.M.  I finally get one eye partially open. 
This is my life, and I adore it...most of the time.
Olivia is 3, and very lovey-dovey, in the morning, especially.   So, while I try to attain vision and coherence, she reads to me "Blueberries for Sal"  in typical 3 yr old fashion.  I should have video taped it.   Priceless.
The inside thermometer reads 61, so Olivia and I head downstairs to start a fire.   After a few cups of coffee, I am finally fully awake.
 The other 6 children start getting up, and I head to the kitchen to make Wednesday breakfast; 
German pancakes. 


Building A Woodshed

This month we have spent Brian's days off building a wood shed together.   It has been a trying, satisfying, rewarding project.  Firstly, we planned where we would build the shed; facing away from the weather and near the cabin. Secondly, we discussed how we would build it, including a field trip to a local log built shed we admired, giving the children an idea of what we were about to undertake. Day One: Brian and the boys selected smallish dead standing lodgepole on our property,  cut it down, and hauled it back to the lodge.   Meanwhile, I darted into town to purchase pier blocks and screws. Once home, Brian and I used the dumpy level to figure the length of our 6 support logs.   Next, Jim used the brace and bit to drill holes for the logs to accept re-bar off the pier blocks.

Our shed is 10 x 20.  We used three logs in front and three in back, with a fall ratio of 5/12 for the shed roof.  Most of the cost for this shed is the 8 inch Torq screws we used to fasten everything tog…

Boys Will Be Boys

Life with boys.
  Adventurous.  Dangerous.  Gross.  Funny.   and Amazing!
The pictures say it all...


Then there is this classic...

And last but not least....

Yup, that pretty much sums it up.

Amish Bran Muffins in July

July means swimming in the pond,  which in turn, means the fence is bedecked continually with swim gear. July also brings breakfast on the porch, usually with granola or muffins.   Our favorite muffin recipe comes from an Amish cookbook,  but we have tweaked it just a tad, so I will share it here.   I hope you try them, they are really outstanding.   Don't let the title "BRAN MUFFIN" deceive you! 

These moist, flavorful muffins make a huge amount of dough that can stay in the frig for weeks.                   I love that aspect, since then it is sooo easy to make a quick breakfast in the morning.
I also favor this recipe because it is a large enough batch to make a dozen Texas size muffins  and still have dough for another baking in a week. If ya all don't have a Texas size muffin pan, you need to get one-- or two.   It is that special touch that takes a muffin from "good" to spectacular.   Trust me.  Buy one.

I have to tell you a funny story about this parti…

Around The Homestead: St. John's Wart

Thunder is rumbling across the mountains this afternoon, it has been a stifling hot day.   Thankfully,we only have a few of these 90-some degree days per year.   Earlier, as a scattered shower cooled things off a bit,  I eagerly sought my way out of doors to pick the fully bloomed St. John's Wart.   It grows all over the place here.  I had noted on my walk the other day that it was nearly ready to be gathered in and hung to dry. This winter we will make tea of the blossoms, added to our mint and chocolate mint,  making a Happy Winter Tea, as I call it.   St. John's Wart is known for aiding depression,  (it is common to get a little low with our 5 months of winter here)  and... well,  I have always thought of mint as being a happy flavor and smell. 

 Other goodness growing on our homestead.....  the goats, getting fat on rich grass, abundant brush, and prolific tree limbs.   We stake them out in new locals each day, since we lack proper fencing for a pasture.

We hav…