I subbed my first day yesterday, and thankfully, it was quite nice. It was fun to greet the kids from the elementary school at the Middle School.
I’m practically a grandma to all of them, so it’s reassuring for them to see me again. Sweet smiles.
I have a thing for strawberries, and the kids know it. I got about 20 drawn pictures of strawberries yesterday.
My mom liked strawberries in decor, too, and I am gleaning some of those things from her home.
Corgi Hollows North is going up for sale.
New neighbors for us here at Corgi Hollows…and close ones, at that.
These two homes have always shared many things, including a driveway and a mailbox stand, but of course multiple other things as well.
I pray that the right people get that lovely piece of land.
Our new neighbors to the south (also a home that was once a part of the original land) got a lovely little chestnut horse over the weekend.
It likes to canter around the pasture, and it calls to its people regularly. It seems a sweet personality. I think it needs a buddy, but perhaps in time.
It is bittersweet going through my (very organized) mom’s home. I find little things from my childhood and wonder at my memories.
I can’t get rid of stuff yet, I must sit with things for awhile and refresh those olden days. Soon it will go all away.
We are waiting for the grand-kids to come and claim their things from Grandma.
The house still teems with life, and my brother is in and out and the interim pastor is living there for now. It makes the transition from my mom living there to what is next easier!
There was a hint of fall in the air this morning. Our porch, a summer spot, where I do my morning Bible reading, will soon be shut up for the winter.
There is a healing feeling about that space, screened in from mosquitoes. I spent the summer there, in the fresh air, but protected space. It was a sweet spot to grieve and contemplate losses of the season.
We need spaces to grieve.
I like to read promises and declarations from the Bible out loud at times. There is a privacy in the porch, despite being “outside.”
I will truly miss it this winter, and look forward to next spring.
Fall is such a beautiful season, yet there is much to get done, this year in particular.
Ed’s Japanese garden progresses some. I like the pond very much. This morning I greeted a small frog, who quickly swam to the bottom.
Water is simply an attraction.
There was a banner crop of acorns this year. The squirrels will certainly survive. They are probably fat from all their snacking right now. You cannot drive into the driveway without the fanfare of crushing acorns under the wheels. No one can sneak in!
They also ricochet off the roof, and it sounds like gunshot. Kind of stressful. Cheri is researching things to do with acorns, like dyeing, or grinding into flour.
Hum-drum goings-on, but the days are filled with sunshine and healing.
I hope the new neighbor likes peace and quiet. I hope he or she is a handy person. (I am not!) I hope that we have a great neighborly friendship.
My son-in-law’s daughter gave birth a month ago, so now I am a step-great-grandma! Pray with me for that little one.
God is always good, and I really think Jesus is coming back to get us in the air soon.
MARANATHA!!!