Out my window: the chickens are in my cucumbers. Next year I’ll make fencing, but this year… well, I find I like watching the chickens more than I need cucumbers. So I’m happy to share.
In the kitchen: our CSA share has been bountiful, which surprises me given how much rain we’ve had. Right now my favorite is green beans. We like them fresh, or sautéed with a little garlic and soy sauce, or steamed…
On the calendar: this weekend alone is a birthday party, a hospital shift, Tae Kwon Do class, a planning breakfast, a meeting after church, lunch with friends, and the Colorado Shakespeare Festival’s Tempest. That’s after I make it through today’s dentist visit, meeting at school, and visit from the Dell computer tech. But now that Sam is not going to Liberia next week, I find my brain has opened back up and I can plan. I will post more about the decision-process later. The situation in West Africa is so heavy on my heart; thank you for praying.
In the school room: the high school we had “choiced” into for Jonah decided not to allow him to do part-time there, so we are now deciding between a different once-a-week homeschool program and two the community college options for his math. Other than that, most of the pieces of our autumn schedule have come together.
Grateful for: July was a month of many visits from dear guests. The trips were all short and incredibly sweet– full of prayer and laughter and blessing. I’m also so grateful for a really good vacation over this past weekend. Phoebe was able to swim every day multiple times; everyone loved the white-water rafting and wants to go again; Sam and Owen had a great hike up the mountain; and my heart filled up with mountain air and space and wildflowers and hummingbirds again. All much needed.
Praying for: the Neals’ trip to Fiji next week. All the Ebola victims, their families, and all those working in incredibly difficult conditions to save them. Mandy. Judy. Heather & fam. The Simons’ plunge back into life in Davao. Clare. My children. Kathie’s healing. My friends who are foster parents– what a ministry.