432. bitty doll clothes…
hung out to dry
433. the lone survivor
434. swing set that arrived today, meant to keep the kids closer to home, key to my summer sanity
435. my first popsicle of the season
436. gordon waiting patiently in the pantry for a cookie, i took so long he pulled up a chair
437. the sweet smell of lilacs opening
“Wherever you turn your eyes, the world can shine like transfiguration. You don’t have to bring a thing to it except a little willingness to see.” – Gilead p. 245, Marilynne Robinson
Anyone else still counting? And seeing?
The simple joys are everywhere.
knit one, knit two
I'm still counting. Have no idea what # I'm up to but it's a lot.
Kerri
I'm almost to 300. It's changed me.
Frau Mahlzahn
I so much love to look at the pictures! I especially love the ones that have the Rockies in the back — you are so blessed to live in a such a wonderful setting! It must be wonderful to grow up there!
Thanks for sharing!
So long,
Corinna
Tracy
Oh so beautiful. And now I need a popsicle.
Selwyn
I really like that idea of counting! I'm currently counting down the hours before I'm at work, on my forklift! (24 to go…)
LizzyP
I hope as I age I can do it like a tulip, first gracefully bending over just so. Look at how lovely it still curves?
Still counting? Umm. I just need to start, I guess.
catharvy
Knit1,Knit2 – You can still count, without numbers, yes? Love that you are seeing.
Kerri – Me too. Invites the happy in, transfigures the hard.
Corinna – it is a gorgeous setting. I never tire of the mountains at my back. xo
Tracy – what's your fav? mine is root beer. xo
Kel – Can I just say, you have the most moxie of anyone I know!! A forklift!? You are amazing. Prayers your way my sweet friend. And so glad you have a job! I love you.
Liz – You are so observant. Yes, I want to age that way too. Aren't those stems incredible? They're even more lengthened tonight, stretching low to the table, yet still firm and lilting. Would that I could be that flexible now. Start counting. I would love to see your list. xo
Elizabeth
I love that he pulled up a chair to wait. That sounds so familiar.
And lilacs and popsicles? Two favorites I love. And the swingset sounds lovely.
Cheree
Thanks for reminding me to take notice of the small things (this was a great post)…tonight when I asked my kids what they'd have to do to become a good parent, Gwen said, "Well…we have to grow up." Your post again reinforced my efforts to slow down and enjoy the journey :-)…before they grow up.
Anne Marie
Cath, I've been meaning to come on over and write something for the past few days! Life has been a freight train of late.
Just please know that I appreciate so very much your perspective. Thank you for this sweet reminder about counting my gifts. Love to you.
catharvy
Elizabeth – we are going to share popsicles this summer. I'm determined to have you over. xo
Cheree – How fun to hear from you, my beautiful mission sister! And what sweet sentiments about your children. The growing up is happening far too fast. Loved peeking at your blog. You are living a happy, wonderful life.
Anne Marie – I can SO relate to the "freight train" – a perfect visual for me. My week has been similar, an emotional ride like I haven't been on in a while. I hope you've been doing alright. Maybe this weekend you've been able to catch your breath, pause, see gifts. You're good at that. Love you dearly.
Natalie B.
Stumbled across your blog today via Memories on Clover Lane…Love this post! Must have not been by accident. Love the idea of 1000 gifts too. I am thinking of making a wall at home and letting the kids help with the 1000 gifts. What a wonderful little family you have. Thanks for the inspiration!