I think That Kitty is glad to be home from Ohio. He just showed up everywhere.
Gray, dampy mornings. Turkeys continue to show up.
Thinking about the word amenable. This trait was discussed by Mary and Nancy in the True Woman 201 session I watched this week. It means in simple terms to have an agreeable disposition. I really want this in my life so much more than it is. Amenable.
I also loved a phrase Mary used in the video. She and Nancy were talking about irritations and interruptions and the daily flow of things and the constant constant of life, {my own words there} and Nancy was complimenting Mary on her kind and amenable attitude. Mary simply remarked, “It’s not a hill worth dying on.” I’ve mused on that quite a bit. There are many times that I want to just remind myself of that outlook. This irritation may be annoying or prickly, BUT “It’s not a hill worth dying on.”
Rearranging and organizing. Basement spiffed and swept.
Appointment made for this back-o’-mine.
Trouble with the clowder. So sad. One of our favorite kittens died and another kitten is sickish.
Baby shower. Pictures to post later. I didn’t get a lot of very good ones. I was too busy to really take them like I wanted to.
Thanking God. Utterly and completely. I woke up Thursday morning and I just felt better than I had in a long, long time. I don’t know that I’ve done anything differently. I was able to get a lot of stuff done and it was SO NICE. Just so thankful. I thought to myself and told Matthew, “This is how I used to feel. It IS easier to do things when you don’t hurt.” It was good timing. I was helping hostess a baby shower for my friend and I just got stuff done and did extras that I haven’t done in months. I wrote it in my prayer journal and dated it.
School. That’s all I have to say about that.
No….it’s ok. I keep pulling on summer’s coattails and trying to drag it back. It’s not working!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It isn’t all bad to get back into a schooldays routine of sorts.
And as for summer, sadly the pool is a leafy mess and really just needs drained. Sniff. September will soon be half over. As quickly as I type this, really.
One of the books I’m reading right now is Anne’s House of Dreams. Captain Jim is such a kindred spirit. Or as Miss Corneila puts it, “Of the race of Joseph”. Listen to these lines. “Captain Jim was a passionate worshipper of beauty. Every lovely thing heard or seen gave him a deep, subtle, inner joy that irradiated his life.” Ah, yes, Captain Jim! He knew how to cultivate and appreciate beauty, I’m sure.
Beth Moore event coming up this weekend. I’ve long been looking forward to it. So much.
Renae has played/practiced on her keyboard a good bit recently. Love hearing her music waft through the house. One of her friends has been teaching her piano, starting back at the beginning of the year. They do lessons roughly twice a month, give or take, depending on schedules.
Around the farm……….more fieldwork and fertilizer and drills to get out and start prepping. Equipment prep for corn harvest to think about too!
Another week in our life and in our history……
May your week this week be blessed.