Shilah Writes

School has started... Don't laugh at Laife.  This was the best picture I could get of the little scholars.    Last week we did the school thing.  Finished most the corn from the garden and attained these lovely chickens.  Anyone who knows me; knows that I have exercised a lot of bravery in going to that little chicken farm walking among many chickens to pick out three almost grown chickens and three little ones.  Not only did I brave all those birds I now have the three babies in my office in my house.  They ARE in a little cage so I guess that isn't exactly brave. The most well cared chicks on the planet.  Did I mention, my office stinks! Cute, little chicken coop... Oh dear sweet chicken with the beautiful chicken eye.  I think he wants to eat me.     Disclaimer:  Laife took the chicken photos.  Just to be absolutely clear. The end...

I'm going to try this group of pictures one more time.  After that I give up... I think they should be self explanatory.

Yeah, I'm a little frustrated.  I wanted to update all you wonderful people without words two weeks ago.  I was made aware that it didn't work about ten minutes after I left the Internet service.  At this point we are making the choice to not have Internet in our home.  We take the computer into town once a month or so to pay bills and to try catch up electronically with family and friends.  The problem is you can't hurry fast enough and do a proper job.  The big question?  Should I keep trying or give it up? This summer has flown.  In the last month we've built a barn.  Harvested 100 quart of green beans.  Picked huckleberries, raspberries and made strawberry jam.  I've canned a few pickles.  We cut down three dead trees that we had planted as an experiment. We finished a back sidewalk that we were waiting on because of a trench we needed to dig for an electric line to the barn.  We've painted the ba...

Gardening... Privacy fence... What the kids have been doing...The options are endless...There are sharks in the pool and the trampoline becomes a rodeo...About then mom hands out the work... like weeding a row in that great big garden.. The house is almost finished. I'm starting a cottage garden. I'm loving these gardens.

We’ve been studying Proverbs in Sunday school. I’m probably getting more out of it since I have to teach. Wisdom is the major subject so far. I wonder why God used Solomon as a teacher of wisdom when in the end; Solomon became foolish and married lots and lots of clamorous, glamorous women. He warned and warned the reader to not do it and then he did it. Hhmmm, quite complex I think. I’m led to believe he had moments of wisdom and that it can be easily taken away when you practice living for self. This brings me to another thought. Living out wisdom requires a humble attitude. There are lots of smart people that are not wise. Smart people can be really foolish actually. Being wise and having knowledge go together only when you’re gathering both from God’s stores. Then it is even attainable to the simple. Praise God! OK. But the thought that’s been nagging me, Think of all the different types of people you know. Some just really know a lot. They’re up in the latest news, homes, and l...

Security… Love… Peace… Saturday morning, I am making waffles and eggs. My five year old traipses into the kitchen with sleepy eyes and asks, “Where’s Daddy?” I answered that he was in bed and why did she want to know. “I want to “cuzzle” with him.” That has been the standard answer. {Cuzzle meaning cuddle. } Cuzzle sounds less cuddly yet has all the same benefits. Later that evening at bedtime, Lights are off and everyone is tucked into bed. I leave my bedroom to check on things in the dining/kitchen. I hear a cautious “mommy” coming from the darkness in the living room. A light flipped on exposes a tired little girl with arms full of floppy, white bunny and black and white cat. It appears the stuffed animals are helping her through the darkness all to get one more drink. Next morning… Sunday morning rush to get out the door and to church. For once, we are all ready before leaving time. I glance out the back door to the patio and see five year old in bright orange camp chair looking...

I've very sadly fallen out of the habit of blogging.  I haven't forgotten the want to though.  I still lovelovelove writing and do it almost everyday.  Just, no one gets to see it.  What I really want to show you though; I send pictures to show you.  And just so you believe, I will send some evidence that we are getting close to the end of building.  This weekend I get sidewalks and a back patio.  A very good thing too.  The mud and dirt being drug into the house is taxing my "niceness" endurance. Look at my lovely fireplace....  Bruce did such a good job.  Good man, that. And then Shaunti has been getting her grand initiation at the dentist and the end of kindergarten... A tired family after our first boat ride of the year. OK. A very scattered update.  I have much to say but can't seem to find the time to organize all that stuff floating around in my head.  I will send a finished photo of the house with the trim stuff....