My Daybook Entry...
Outside my window. . .I see my towering corn with ears just about ready to pick, the cheerful faces of my sunflowers, my brightly painted rain barrel, a very large and ominous-looking bug, weeds.
I am thinking. . .that I wish I were as cheerful as my sunflowers, as hardy as my corn, as carefree as my kids, as mellow as my dog.
From the learning room. . .there is silence.
I am thankful for. . .the earthy joy of my garden, the pure love of my kids, the beautiful hearts of my true friends, the rich soul of my husband.
From the kitchen. . .I am anticipating tomorrow morning's planned pesto-making.
I am wearing. . a black tank top and blue jeans.
I am creating. . .an essay to read in church next Sunday.
I am going. . .to have a busy weekend! This afternoon I need to pick up my raw milk order. Tonight is a VBS program. Tomorrow is a house-warming party. Sunday is church and then a barbecue with some of my favorite people.
I am reading. . .Anne Lamott's novel Blue Shoe.
I am hoping. . .to get the bedrooms finished this weekend.
I am hearing. . .the classical station channeled in through the baby monitor.
Around the house. . .much to do! Weeds to pull, revamped bedrooms to finish organizing, laundry, etc, etc, etc.
One of my favorite things. . .Sitting on the porch with Matt after the kids go to bed.
A few plans for the rest of the week. . .(I am now repeating myself) Finish those bedrooms! Finish my essay. Make pesto. Maybe buy a bike?
Here is a picture thought I am sharing. . .
These are last year's tomatoes, but soon--very, very soon--those 7-foot-tall tomato plants in my backyard are going to be sharing their prolific fruits with me. I.can't.wait.