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Showing posts with label husband's hands Jim. Show all posts
Showing posts with label husband's hands Jim. Show all posts

Monday, March 8, 2010

Spot-On Weekend~

This was one wonderful weekend. We all need a few of these in our years don't we? A weekend of just doing things that are NORMAL, and accomplishing something good, and just plain nice. Here is my husband mowing the lawn with his John Deer ( Deer John?) after working to get it mowing again. He did it! The mower is running along doing what it is supposed to do, and because it is a special Deer John it has a cup holder to hold a bottle of root beer for my husband to satiate his thirst on a hot day in March in Washington. Yes, we reached a high temperature of 60 degrees! The little building behind my husband is his new honey house. Not yet completed inside, but almost. Finally, my husband's supplies and bee-keeping equipment will have a place of their own, not having to be searched for high and low in the furnace room, the garage, the closets, and another shed. A whole little building that will house our water pump and the bee-keeping stuff! Now I can clean out my pantry and store the shelves of honey jars in a proper place, the honey house ~ where my Honey will hum happily whilst working with his bees and what they produce. He will give you a little photo tour of his honey house on his blog* when he has finished it.( the honey house)
The ducks rejoiced in the warm weather too. Baths , and swimming, and courting, and then sunning themselves on the lawn for long happy naps.
Sassafras decided ( I am sure they can choose when to lamb and usually it is in the early a.m. when the weather is freezing and wet) this was a perfect day to have her lamb. She followed the sun and just soaked it up while the rest of the flock was eating. I just know when a healthy and very pregnant ewe refuses to eat and separates herself from the flock that her time to lamb is near. Sure enough, she had a beautiful little girl lamb shortly after I took this picture.I watched the lamb literally climb out of the birth opening by herself and then my husband and I watched the tiny and very wet lamb immediately stand and begin to search in the right place for her first milk. Is THAT not a miracle? And looky here, Ruth also decided to lamb and she too gave us a very tiny, but very perfect little girl lamb ( ewe) too!This little lamb just seemed to appear with her mother, it was that quick. I looked at my flock and there was a teensy, tiny lamb running with the flock as if she had been here for weeks . Isn't that amazing? Just born and running and nursing... All in all, this was the type of weekend anyone would and should love and appreciate. Time with each other at home, time to observe and marvel at our flocks,time with our daughter and her family (our family), and who doesn't love to cuddle their own grandchildren? Time with special friends ( thank-you David and Kathleen), time to enjoy all God has blessed us with and hopefully the ability to remember and appreciate His loving kindness.

Monday, May 4, 2009

My Husband's Hands

~I love my husband's hands. Hands are one of the first features I notice in a person. Hands and their eyes. I appreciate good hands. Not hands that are beautiful in a worldly way, but hands that are strong and gentle. My husband has strong and manly hands. The hands of the man I fell in love with. Kind hands that cradled our babies, changed their diapers ( yes! he changed their diapers ) cooks for me for the joy of cooking, removed splinters from myself and our children with a gentleness I never possessed. He built our home, built the outbuildings, built animal pens and dovecotes just for me. His hands planted and prune our orchard and gardens. His hands tend the bees. His hands care for me when I am sick. I love the touch of his hands. ~My husband was away for the weekend and as I took Sunday to just enjoy our home, the home my husband built, I became especially grateful for the many things around our home he has made, built, and tended with his hands, and his heart. I am thankful. I love him.
~Dovecote my husband built for me, with love.~
"A friend is one whom you can pour out the contents of your heart , chaff and grain alike, knowing that the gentlest of hands will take it and sift it, keep what is worth keeping , and with the breath of kindness, blow the rest away." AU