Live With Flair

This year was no different: We told our daughters the story of that morning. We remember with sharp detail where we were, how we felt,

We gather the afternoon harvest. We don’t fret about tomorrow’s supply because we know how nature works. We trust the process.  God reminds me that

We planted them from seed and waited and waited and waited. Simple garden joys! We ate the carrot already!  We’re giving the other carrots time

We planted the saplings the kindergarten teachers sent home a decade ago.  I’m so glad I did. 

This takes hours in a 200 degree oven. It’s going to be worth it!   I actually moved the tomatoes to a glass pan because

Tomorrow marks the Big Day that my daughters each attend new schools: middle school and high school.  The oldest hopes it will feel like home,

Today I read aloud the verse from Psalm 94:19: “When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought me joy.” I think about the “consolation”

Once again, our little street closes down from traffic with bright orange cones signaling the annual block party.  Children ride bikes and motorized mini cars.