Westwoods

I need a pattern... This is the front and the bottom pic. is the back or other front... It's made out of fabric scaps and other things laying around so I guess it could be called a repurposed, reversable apron. Anyhow, does anyone have a real pattern or more ideas? My projects that inspire me, like the greenhouse and sewing crafts are my interpretation of my moms "You need fifty cows to milk" . If you don't know what that means ask her. :]

They are attempts to say what's on the heart. To explain why I did what I did. Words. Words. Words. Why so many of them? Words can do so much. They can tear something to bits. They can heal and soothe a broken spirit. They can bite and devour. They can encourage and build up. Words show my attitude. Words show the emotion I'm feeling at the moment. They have no secrets. The words I use can be taken opposite of what I'm trying to express. So much involved in communicating... Sometimes I communicate best by listening in silence. True communicating takes more than words. Words by themselves are just that. Communicating takes proper timing. Is my attitude showing? What is it showing? Are my words gentle and kind? Words... so easy to say. So hard to undo. So hard to say what I'm really thinking. So humbling. Not fun to be misunderstood. Wish I could fix things by using more words. Realize the redundancy of that. God's Word... Thy Word i...

Canuck Pass...It was beautiful! We went camping this week Thurs. and Fri. Just our little family and of course the dog. I was on a mission for huckleberries but didn't find them. We made some good family memories though; and that of course is far more important than huckleberries. Laife getting more experience driving the four-wheeler... The Mom and Dad of the operation... The wonderful camper Bruce bought and fixed up for us to use...

A leap of faith... When all else is gone and I have nothing else to hold on to... Fear about the kids turning out to live for Christ... Fear about our stuff in life. How are we handling everything? Is it what God wants?... etc... Sometimes just fearing fear its self... Deuteronomy 1:29-33 Then I said to you, "Do not be terrified; do not be afraid of them{giants}. The Lord you God, who is going before you, will fight for you, as he did for you in Egypt, before your very eyes. And in the desert. There you saw how the Lord your God carried you, as a Father carries his son, all the way until you reached this place." " In spite of this, you did not trust in the Lord you God, who went ahead of you on your journey, in fire by night and in a cloud by day, to search out places for you to camp and to show you the way you should go... It takes faith to believe it. It's faith in what I cannot see that gives hope... I noticed again the fire by night and the cloud by day that...

So, I'm showing my laziness if I keep quoting from books... I admit I have been sneaking in a few reads. The summer memorization with the kids is failing miserably. They know a part of Psalm 23. Laife says he knows it already because he learned it in school but I noticed he can't say it through to me. Hmmm.. It just got warm enough to enjoy summer fun. Bruce set up our tiny, little pool and every afternoon possible you will find them in there playing with a set of snorkelers[ is that a word?] and what ever other crazy game they can come up with. Yesterday, Laife showed me how you can lasso all the crud in the pool into the middle bottom part... First you go in a fast circle around the perimeter of the pool five times{very important} and then jump out. This is a technique called "whirlpool". Also, was just thinking what you could possible find to snorkel in a two and half foot deep pool? OK so the quote...Sutter's Crossing by W. Dale Cramer.... ...

I want opinions on how to fix these items up. For the tray I want a classier look. Shall I spray paint it white and do a chalkboard paint on the white tray part that already exist? The basket I think, needs a can of brown or black paint with a cloth liner made out of fabric scraps. I think I like this table the way it is for now but am open to ideas...

In talking about loss... "And if I let myself concentrate on the loss, I would lose everything. That's the trouble with grief. It's cannibalistic. It makes you focus on yourself until you end up gnawing off your own foot trying to make the hunger pains go away." Great warning to self-focused attitudes. God knows what He's doing without my help... Wow!