Day Journal 6

We are enjoying the sunshine today, so cheerful and invigorating

one cannot help but be glad.

When the sun peeps out, we make a beeline to start some laundry. 

Sunshine means solar power, which translates into doing laundry for free.

The children dash out side to play in the snow berms.  

It has been mostly rainy these last few days, so they have been inside a bit more than usual.

  When several children come in from the wet, crusty snow banks, they are soaked to the skin,

and all their snow clothes must be peeled off and dried. 

Out comes the folding drying rack from Lehman's. 

I just love this rack.  It is accordion style, so it folds up nicely when not in use.

Set up next tot he wood stove, their clothes dry out quickly, which is a good thing,

because after some cocoa and snacks, they want to go back out and enlarge their snow fort.

Meanwhile, Rose is baking in the kitchen in preparation for a bake sale

to raise funds for her upcoming trip to Uganda. 

Being a small rural community, there is no bakery for many miles.

We have found this predicament to be an ideal location for a bake sale.

Set up on the sidewalk between the Mercantile and the post office, 

with a bit of word of mouth advertising, 

and she has customers lined up awaiting her arrival.

  I have some new books I am looking forward to reading. 

I have just begun both. 

Anne Voskamp's "One Thousand Gifts" is the kind of book that is life altering. 

I have only just finished chapter 2, and yet I am already convinced I will need to buy a case of them 

and give them out to all my friends.

A birthday gift from a  friend, "The Psalms of David" with illuminations by James Freemantle, 

is a gorgeous spine, with the feel of a one of a kind antiquity.

This book is captivating at once to anyone who adores the Psalms.

I am quite sure this copy will become a treasured favorite. 

Since I daily find myself reading the Psalms, 

I am just giddy about beginning my day fingering through these beautiful pages.

Today, John is out and about looking for varmits to kill, 

Anna is being her usual helpful self around the house and with the children,

and  my mom and I have set upon a seemingly impossible project.

  We are, of necessity, weaning Olivia, and she has not taken to the idea kindly. 

Thankfully, my dear mom has come to lend a hand for a few days.

Any advice will to be received with eagerness.

 From our home to yours,

enjoy your family,

hug your children, 

give thanks for God's goodness and the beauty that surrounds you,

and be blessed.