Slept in.
Housework.
Fizzled.
Courses.
Naps.
Lazy stormy day.
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Today…
Slowly assimilating back into the family. Still tired from the travel, physical work, and adrenaline crash from returning to the familiar.
Problem is that I do not want to go back to how life was managed before the mission trip. “But I am tired!”, whiny voice here.
The schedule was grueling while away, trying to complete as much as possible in as short of time as we could. The work was chewed through and the end of the days were wrapped up with a bow of satisfaction.
I don’t want that to remain there, I want it here also!
Diet was a huge part of our success I believe. We were eating keto with intermittent fasting. Well balanced, healthy, not processed food.
The fresh air, and physical labour made sleep sweet.
Making a grocery list today. Not breaking under the pressure of convenience and the desire for treats.
Fresh whole foods. Moderate quantities/portion control. No unhealthy snacking.
Getting outside into the garden. Absorbing the sunshine, breathing the air, stimulating the senses.
Wrapping the day into a bow of satisfaction of a job well done!
Surprise for me
When I left my gardens in the care of my family, I was not sure what to expect when I came home.
This is only one little beauty, I happily discovered.
Probably should pick off the pretty flowers to keep the leaves growing. Not today though it’s too nice not to enjoy.
The aliens didn’t want me!
Morning mourning, journey part 3
Rising early, sleep still in our eyes.
Coffee brewing, sipping, darkness.
Waves slashing on the rocks, gently rising to our ears. First sense stirred this early morning.
Excitement for the journey, anticipation to be home, sorrow in the passing so quickly of time and saying goodbye to new friends.
Another journey almost over, a job well done.
Where will the new journey take us, when this one is finally done?
God’s gardeners
As I was working through the front gardens yesterday many bumble bees came along beside me gather pollen from the pretty flowers.
As I watched there were different kinds of workers. This one slowly went about it’s business going around the center of the flower not missing a spot.
This little bumble bee flew from flower to flower frantic in it’s search, barely landing before it was off to the next flower.
People are the same. Some take there time, delighting in the work, tasting the nectar as they go.
Others fly from spot to spot, getting flustered and having to go back to where they started to do things again.
Sometimes they are so quick you don’t even see them pass through. I wonder what they miss because of there haste?
If you could only smell the breeze…
It looks grey, there is mist in the air, kind of a bummer, I thought. When I stepped around the protective edge of the cabin the clean fresh breeze made me stop in my tracks. I stand here explaining to you while deep breathing cool freshness and coming a little more alive. I should already be working, but rushing is not living. This very moment, this very breath will never come again. Be blessed and may you recognize the blessing when it comes!
Not disappointed…
All week I have been hoping to see these.
This morning it was open in all it’s spender.
A little grey, a little blue
A little sunshine would be good today. It would turn the heart back to rainbow bright colours.
The rain was needed, but was not substantial. The grey that remains intensifies the weary.
The sun will soon return and joy will ride along with it!
Upon the waters
When I agreed a few months back to take on this little mission I am on, I expected to receive some good fellowship with my friend, and to see something new.
I found out last night about the icing on this cupcake, I was taken fishing!
We piled in the boat, and set off. Up the lake we went passing our cabin on the right.
We continued breathing the fresh moist air deeply into our lungs. Bouncing across the waves, at the speed of youth. Refreshing and invigorating after a hot day of gardening and landscaping.
Our guide slowed the boat and announced we were at the first good fishing hole. I jokingly asked him if it was the best one.
He showed me how to bait the jig with the frozen shiner, and I cast it out into the water. Started reelling back and bam there was a fish on my line. I pulled my first pickeral/walleye into the boat. The adrenaline corsed through me, I couldn’t believe it!
A couple minutes later, bam, the little lady fishing with us snagged a nice size pike on her Barbie rod.
We continued casting and reeling but not long after my rod quickly laid aside for this beautiful family appeared on the horizon. In awe I grabbed my camera and fired away.
We cast a few more times then moved up the water a bit more.
All of us in the boat pulled at least one fish, amazing. I ended up with three. This one was too little.
Too soon it was time to turn back. The sun was setting, the kids needed to be tucked in bed.
We headed back in, enjoying the ride, the speed and the setting sun.
Back at the dock, we admired our haul. As we dreamed of the sweet reward of the fish fry to come.
The Creator displayed His beautiful art display, and smiled upon our pleasure.
Beautiful Remade 