LOVING cool oatmeal baths for Tirzah, to calm and soothe her itchy little body that is slowly becoming covered with Chicken Pox
LOVING that she still maintains the sweetest little disposition
LOVING weeding in my red rain boots
LOVING the sunshine
LOVING this deer skin! Greg and Marlene brought is as a surprise for Daniel: this is from the doe he got on their property over Thanksgiving! We celebrated their visit and this surprise with the last of the venison in a delicious Venison Chili on the Sabbath
LOVING starting seedlings together! This is our first attempt! It will be more of an experimental year, but we can hardly wait to see if our efforts will bring forth fruit. LOVING what the Botanical Interests Seed Starting packet stated:
"Seed gardening is the most rewarding type of gardening! To take a small, dormant capsule of life and unlock its culinary and aesthetic potential is glorious indeed!"
LOVING Rosemary, Carrots, Chamomile, Pumpkins, Oregano, Chives, Delicata Honey Boats, Green Peppers, Watermelon
LOVING the adventure of yesterday: treating ourselves to a Gluten-Free bakery and also a new Co-Op in downtown Seattle. About that... my headaches are still a daily occurrence. Tracing back to their beginning: when we began grinding our own flour. I have thought perhaps I have a slight gluten intolerance or wheat allergy? So, on Monday I started a Gluten-Free diet (just for a week or so to see if it makes a difference). Yesterday we bought buckwheat groats to grind, lots of brown rice to grind to flour, and also garbanzo beans to grind. Tirzah and I made some delicious Buckwheat Pancakes this morn, which we LOVED, so maybe this will be the start to a new lifestyle... ?
LOVING that Auntie Renee comes tomorrow!
LOVING these gifts that are endless:
894. Laughter on the couch
895. Marlene dashing to the door before the doorbell rang and in so doing, scaring the woman and her daughter at the door
896. Homemade chicken broth
897. The birds' song
898. Egg shells on laundry room window ledge
900. Cuts on index fingers
903. Long naps on the couch
904. She slept through the night!
905. an 8:20 wake-up for her... more than I ever could have imagined on the eve of her Chicken Pox
910. Friends who serve
911. First yellow bud on Broom Stick bush
914. Rocking her all tightly wrapped for two straight hours
915. Doors that have ceased to squeak
As always, I am LOVING my best friend, the one with whom I LOVE to dream
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