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

Monday, March 20, 2017

Rooaarr



Having a rat infestation in our chicken house, we got rid of the majority of our birds (many were very old anyway) leaving us with a shortage of beautiful, homegrown eggs.   How kind, then, when a girl at church shares in her plenty.  And not just that, but arranges them so beautifully so one can't help but stop and admire.



What is the very first thing one does when, after many weeks of neglect, she tackles the major messy room of a house? Putting it to rights and creating some semblence of order and spaciousness. Why, she messes it all up again with a sewing project!

a modified free bloomer pattern-turned-romper.  Added a rectangle and straps and 'upsized' but not well enough.
Found here






Behind the pretty flower frame, a chatty girl cleans the sink.



The end result is beyond precious (in my opinion) but unfortunately about two sizes too small for my growing girl.  But is that lacy ruffle bum not the cutest thing ever?!?  Unfortunate, too, that it used up almost all of the handmedown fabric so I can't make a bigger one.  I just loved that fabric and lace combination.  I'll tuck it away for some baby somewhere needing a bit of sunshine.  And the next romper I make will use a real pattern.


copycat Olive Garden Fonduta with toasted homemade french bread.  Oh.My.Word










The March lion came padding along, with the ferocity of snowflakes shaking from his mane.  It put a halt on everything, this sea of white.  It made things quiet, echoey, slow, cozy.  Beautiful.   And then, when the storm was over and all that was left was a world of white- the husband got busy making mountains and the children got busy clamoring up them.

I am in a rut.  Maybe I've been in a rut for a while.  Maybe that is why I go for a month or so before coming here for a reprieve.  I feel constantly pulled in different directions and simultaneously standing still.  I feel like I am working tirelessly but accomplishing very little.  I wonder if what I am accomplishing is even worth it or if my priorities are skewed.  I think I need a fresh start.   I think I need a change of scenery.  A new perspective.  Less of some things, more of others.  Wisdom to know which is which.

I think I need spring.

Who's with me?

4 comments:

debbie said...

So glad to hear from u was getting worried bout the snow up there

Amy Marie said...

"I am in a rut. Maybe I've been in a rut for a while. Maybe that is why I go for a month or so before coming here for a reprieve. I feel constantly pulled in different directions and simultaneously standing still. I feel like I am working tirelessly but accomplishing very little. I wonder if what I am accomplishing is even worth it or if my priorities are skewed. I think I need a fresh start. I think I need a change of scenery. A new perspective. Less of some things, more of others. Wisdom to know which is which.

I think I need spring.

Who's with me?"


This is beautiful. And I hear you. Meeee, meeee! I need spring! :) Bless you.

Abigail said...

Another block of words that meets with yes, yes, YES!

I'm in the same boat, as you saw on my recent post, and I wager most of the Northeast echoes back the same. Ready for the greening of the land, and, yet more, the greening of the spirit that follows in its wake.

p.s. The romper is sweetness. What a beautiful job, though I, along with you, wish I could have seen Ineke's perfect thighs and dimpled knees poking out from beneath those ruffles!

p.p.s. Now I want a giant vat of cheese for breakfast. Thanks for nothing!

Abigail said...

Oh, I think you should be proud of me. This is the first time in a while that my comments do NOT need to be moderated. Progress!