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

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real

It has been a while since I did a {P.H.F.R} post and I say, it's high time I did it again!  Busyness, I suppose- but hey!  That's no excuse!  ;-)  Since I missed a few, I'll give a few pictures for each category, how's that?


The day was came to a close in a grand way last night.

A happy hummingbird moth in the bee balm.  I really love bee balm because it is always positively SWARMING with life.  Not to mention, even the now dying flowers still look gorgeous from afar.  That is a lovely characteristic of flowers.  I wish the daisies would take note.

(By the way, if it encourages you any, I took this photo without a macro lens.)


This boy was ridiculously happy when a neighbor-friend stopped by to take him fishing.  This is his trying-to-contain-himself-and-act-like-it-is-no-big-deal look.  It was a VERY big deal.

Happy wrinkles, the one wrinkle I don't mind terribly having.  That long vertical furrow on my forehead? That is another matter entirely.


I was drying off from a shower when I looked down and noticed...

Not many people can say they grow mushrooms in their bathroom.  But WE can.  (Don't be jealous.)

A word of warning:

Be VERY WARY of asking to use a calculator at our house.


Has the circus come to town?!?!

No.  THIS real is not an 'exciting' real.  It is a make-me-sick-deep-down-in-my-soul kinda real.

When we bought this house, we got it for a good price.  That good price came at a cost though. One of the contingencies was that the previous owners (Matt's family trust) were to keep the gas/oil rights which allowed them to make decisions and reap profits from the place in regards to gas pipelines going through.

If it were up to me I would have said NO!  If it were up to me, somethings money can't buy.  If it were up to me...but it isn't.

The day finally came (this week) that the gas people were going to break ground.  They will tear up fields (temporarily) and make a landing strip in our woods (permanantly) to put a pipeline in.  


(On a side note: it is hard to believe after last weeks' near 100 degree weather that it was cool enough to wear a COAT this morning!)

Things are changing here on the hill.  And in this particular case, not for the better.

Things won't ever be the same.
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