the roadtrip
from one home
to another home
was quiet and I was
not the jolliest roadtrip partner
for mom
also it was relaxing.
and then we steer into the driveway
girl and hound are smushed with excitement
and all the belongings start getting scattered
throughout the house again
and Im still in awe of the sleepy prairie sky.
family walks through the door.
it's good to be home.
I throw on my old chore jacket
reach into pockets to place phone
baler twine still in there
I smile
it reminds me of childhood
the horse trots across the pasture
I missed this hunk.
she still likes her neck scratched.
inspiration to write begs
so I sit on the corral panel and write
canadian geese honk behind me
the sun sets beside me
the horse stands close
days pass.
and friend shanalu flies in
to sew this wedding dress.
and now it hangs complete
in the laundry room.
and I smile everytime I see it
for I dearly love the simplicity and the vintage look it gives.
today I was ironing and mom says
“jera u gotta come see this”
so I walk around the corner and see the evening sky.
I grab a blanket and wrap it around the shoulders
and sit on the red deck chairs with a cat
and a hyper hound beside me and observe the sky
and I think how simple gratitude is.
watching sunsets makes a soul calm.
I think it's so neat
God thought up the idea
to give us this ending
to each day.
It's a sign of His love
for creativity
and his children.
the nieces and nephew.
oh those four lil humans
2 years old and under.
oh. my. soul.
their speech. their hugs. their faces.
their post-nap faces
their slobbery kisses
their enthusiasm to help with dishes
and setting tables
and their unbothered attitude about all animals
and their hand reaching for yours.
just them.
dusk drives
fresh laundry aroma filling a room
a perfect gift find
charcoal face mask
the ripping of a tea bag
leftover coffee in the press at 11:30 am
sunlight thru the window onto the rug
the tick of a clock
the warmth of a newborn held so close
ice cream and coffee served together
new socks
wind chimes
the sound of french press pouring into a cup
“the stars are bright tonight”
girls class happen.
a friend who i just finished doing life with
for past 8 months
was here for class
so that is just a joy.
lists
upon lists
and more lists.
everyday
we write lists.
and i tie on an apron
and pray as i stir
up things in the kitchen.
we are just going in faith
that God will multiply
these feeble cooking efforts.
at the bridal shower in Gentry
one of the ladies wrote a note
that still is stuck in my mind
and will be stuck on future fridge
‘’if Jesus can feed 5,000, He can feed you.’’
i don't want to rush away these last weeks
these are bittersweet days that wish to be embraced
and my eyes still well up with gratitude
at the goodness of our God
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