What you do in your house is worth as much as if you did it up in heaven for our Lord God. We should accustom ourselves to think of our position and work as sacred and well-pleasing to God, not on account of the position and work, but on account of the word and faith from which the obedience and the work flow. ~ Martin Luther

Saturday, February 16, 2008

A Newman in a Haystack

Then~ a rousing game of hide and go seek.

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Andie said...

great pictures, again! But all I can say about the hay barn is "OH MY ASTHMA!!!" We used to all play in the barn when we would go visit my grandparents when I was a child. I would endure it for as long as possible, but oh my goodness...hay is the one thing that absolutly, positively, sets me off EVERY SINGLE TIME!!! The pics are great, but I'm so glad I wasn't with you this time!! :o)


Morning said...

That looks like fun! I'd love to do this, but Im sure the farmers around here would be unimpressed if we messed up their hay. Is the barn yours?

Terri said...

I have fond memories of playing in my grandfather's hay mow. Unfortunately, my children would be in anaphylactic shock and would stop breathing because they are extremely allergic to hay! :-(

That looks like fun!


Rebecca said...

I have allergies, and I felt it too. Though, thankfully not very much.

Morning~ no. It isn't our barn. We live near a retired landfill that have been covered and now just looks like pastures. All these photos were taken there. On it's edge, there is a haybarn. We rent our home from the owner and know he wouldn't mind us hopping about. If he ever found out. ;-)