Stone House Scribblings

Somehow May has plunged us into summer. All the things can happen now: garden planting, lawn mowing, tree planting, unpacking new inventory at work, and window washing. And I'm not getting to any of it. We're busy otherwise with more important events. We're headed off to Nebraska to the oldest granddaughters baptism this weekend. Today… Continue reading May Serendipity

I was planning to stay at home all day today. Instead, Elv wanted his new glasses and contacts to be picked up from the eye clinic. Rebellion subsided when the idea to look for the granddaughter's gift at the local used shops came to mind. Why not go alone, leisurely-like, to see what there is?… Continue reading Thrifting in May

When the snow melted this week, something inside me relaxed and breathed again. I was unaware of the clenched and gritted until the warm sunshine began to loosen winter's grimy grip. Suddenly there were pools of water and rippling sparkles of little rivulets instead of banks of old plowed piles. The detritus of forgotten tools… Continue reading Grace Notes

General Consensus is that normal life has been brought back with our moving into the Stone House. "Does it feel like coming home?" or "We are so happy for you to be moved back into the Stone House." Someone went so far as to say that "it seems so right." Thanks everyone, for caring about… Continue reading Monday

Eventually, I expect we'll have forgotten that we ever moved away for three years. For now, it feels new and different here at the Stone Horse. To settle our things into the comfortable to us places takes some time. Could a person decide now that this is it ... Next move is to heaven? Thank… Continue reading Done Moving

It's back to the old heating stove soon. In fact we've been firing each day that we spend working on the rejuvenation of the Stone House. We plan to move in next Saturday. Everybody is helping, even the grandsons, which melts my heart ridiculously. Why shouldn't they learn on this old house? We're not aiming… Continue reading Sunday Catch You Up

It's Sunday afternoon and I'm already raring to go on next week's projects toward moving. We went to Menards yesterday to gather supplies to finish up the new stairway. I spent three days at the Stone House painting and cleaning last week. So if you know my life you'll realize that I had no days… Continue reading Snow on Sunday, Too.

We're moving to our own house, the Stone House, soon. It'll be another few weeks but already we're beginning the process. Elv has collected the annual load of metal to take to recycling and I have a stack of boxes full of empty jars in the study. It's a start. I have a list of… Continue reading Countdown Days

Ruffed Grouse White Pine Frosting We have snow. Lots of snow. Not sunshine, really. Each day a gray sky shuts out the sun. People are starting to feel that hibernation might be a good choice. What's with this lethargy? And a certain dreary dullness? The snow is beautiful though. There is something nicely legitimate about… Continue reading Gray Days

Words are probably my favorite thing. Reading and writing and talking. Words are also my enemy in the middle of the night sometimes. Words heal hearts. They also hurt, wounding spirits and reopening wounds. Words are life or death. Jesus is the Word made flesh. He lived here and left his words for us that… Continue reading Writing and Speaking Lessons