Stone House Scribblings

This is the second evening in a row I'm spending with Elv in the woods. He's working late tonight to beat the rain because then it will be too muddy. A lot of too muddy already in our year.   Last night I brought the Jeep and canoe and supper out so that we could fish… Continue reading Blogging Logging

 Having always secretly smiled at the "live intentionally" saying; it must be time to "eat crow". I must have missed my quiet time several days last week. There are not enough days in a week now to get done everything I want to do. Oh, they're all good things and mostly happy things, too. There… Continue reading Living Intentionally

 We had a church gathering (farewell) for one of our young ladies who is leaving home for the first time on her first big adventure (teaching first and second graders in an out-of-state school). As is the custom we got together to play and pray and share food and a few gifts. It was a… Continue reading Pictures and Scribblings

 We are especially enjoying the patio this summer. With lots of rain, a little effort, new ideas, and the privacy our bigger trees provide it seems extra nice.   I used new better soil for the pots and decided to use only reds and whites and only a little blue for flower colors. Whites show up… Continue reading This Summer’s Patio

 We spent Sunday afternoon and evening at Cheney Lake.   We had the whole place to ourselves.     This has been our family's lake play spot for over twenty years. Now the grand-kids love it, too.  Clark brought along a rocket log.Our Own Red HeadFlip-flopsGetting almost too cooled off.    We had a canoe for rides. Add… Continue reading Cheney Lake Sunday

Amy and I went to Nebraska the day Michael Dean was born to Francis and Josh Cross. Michael arrived a hearty nine plus pounds with lots of dark hair. Perfect baby. But we got to see and hold him while he was still very new and squinting at the glare of daylight. Nice baby, lovely… Continue reading Nebraska In Our Family

 For with the judgment you pronounce you will be judged, and with the  measure you use it will be measured to you.Matthew 7:2 ESV    This week I was tempted to pass judgement on someone for something they said in criticism. I felt "rightly" frustrated for the sake of others as well as for myself… Continue reading With What Measure Ye Mete

 We've had a wet spring and damaging storms lately. Storms that took down trees and buildings. And our electricity. It's unhandy and expensive and frustrating to have the things and routines we depend on changed up or entirely taken away. We care about that. So we help out where we can.     It so happened that… Continue reading Taking Joy

 I remember being asked what do I want to be when I grow up. I always knew then what I wanted to be: a wife, mother, and have my own house. I have been doing that for about 35 years now. Did everything go like I envisioned? No, almost nothing was easy or dreamy sweet.… Continue reading What I Am Going to Be When I Grow Up

  May is almost over. We have had a whole May of clouds and rain and not much sun. We have green grass and leaves, but even the greenery seems slightly yellow for lack of sunshine. And I'm still having small fires in the stoves almost daily, because it's damp and chilly. I don't mean to… Continue reading Clouds and Sun