Saturday Evening Post 8/18/18

There are certain things I am just not going to do anymore.

Overall, my yard this year is a bit of a wild mess. Not a lot to share, but I wouldn’t want to season to pass without mentioning it.

  • The weather has been very hot and humid. Reminds me of summer in Ohio.
  • Rain has been helpful. Hopefully, it helps relieve this drought, but for now watering is only allowed two evenings a week.
  • Had already planned to keep the garden small, but I am very glad I listened to a friend who said, “Just go throw some seeds out, anyway. Go on!” As a result, I have two tomato and four summer squash plants. No tomatoes or squash, yet, but that’s OK. At least something is growing.
  • Doug planted some more pintos this year, and they are doing great. I think he’ll actually have enough for a pot of beans. Well, a small pot.
  • I did plant lots of flowers—over 20 zinnias and several sunflowers. They are doing very well!
  • I have a wild tomato. It comes back year after year. It’s kind of a crazy thing. And, it’s more than one plant. In fact, one day I thought I was pulling out weeds, but it was actually a bunch of seedlings all growing together. I managed to separate the roots and have eight more tomato plants.
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My wild tomato.


  • Last week I tossed some green onion seeds and marigold seeds in some dirt. They’re coming along. I don’t know what chance the marigolds have of blooming before the first frost.

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    Green onion seedlings. So delicate!

  • I have three other pots with some good soil that are begging for life. I was thinking I’d plant something hardy that will survive the Autumn cold. Any suggestions? Kale comes to mind. It likes the cold. My parsley lived well past frost last year. Maybe, I try that.
  • One bit of fancifying to the garden this year: Doug redid the border for my flower bed. It looks so nice!

Though we haven’t had the time to play in the garden much, we do get to play in it with Lucy more. That’s pretty awesome. She doesn’t mind the untrimmed edges and overgrown grass. She doesn’t notice the weeds. She always loves to look at the flowers and give them a sniff. Then, she’ll grab the flower head with her little fist to pick it. She is a charming brute with those little buds.


P.S. This little guy isn’t playing outside this summer, but as active as he is at five-months, I’m guessing he’ll be running around soon!



My Saturday Evening Post: 12/9/17

Lots of pictures and videos ahead. You have been warned! LOL

The Upstairs Neighbors* were out of town this week. They arrived back home early Saturday morning, and it was so good to hold them all in my arms. Lucy came home with a pretty bad cold that she shared with her Daddy. So, when Tim requested chicken soup, I offered to make it. Making broth is one of my favorite things.

While I was cooking, I heard a sound that I had been missing this week. I sneakily slipped my phone into the bedroom and captured Doug and Lucy singing books. 



We had our first snow today. and it was mostly very nice. Grateful we had a cozy place to be, and glad we finished our Fall clean-up yesterday.  Can you believe my pansies are still alive? They are rather neglected, but still alive. I brought them to our enclosed porch. 

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My parsley was still alive, too.  Even covered in snow, it looked pretty healthy. I added some to the broth.

My 2017 garden in three pictures. I have so many pictures of my garden. I’m so grateful the Lord has given me this garden. It is such a kindness. 

I will say goodbye with lots of love, and share one more video. It is my sweet husband singing to the Lord. Yes, he is The Saxophone Player, but he has a few other talents. ❤

God is so good!
*Our daughter and her family live in the upstairs apartment—be still my heart!

Today’s Journal: August 21, 2016

Outside my window it is a beautiful day! Not too hot, not too humid.  Bright blue sky.

I am thinking about a lot of different things right now, but lately I’ve been thinking a lot about what life would be like if I got rid of 50% of our belongings. I am trying to imagine if we would miss any of it. Watching the images from California and the homes that have been completely destroyed by fire, then watching the news from Louisiana and seeing these homes completely destroyed by water, I just cannot help wonder what I would do, what I would grab for, as I made my escape. In California, I was always prepared for an earthquake, so the most precious things in life were ready to grab. However, I’ve added many years to my life, and there are more precious things I think I would miss. Yet, I cannot help but wonder: would I really miss them?

I am thankful for God’s divine protection. I had an accident in the garden yesterday. I was pruning my cucumber, when a bee came really close to my head. I reflexively lifted my arm to flick it away—pruners still in hand. Bad idea! Never have I experienced myself being covered with blood. Doug was pretty freaked out. Thank God the blades did not go through my cheek, or hit my eye. Didn’t cut off my ear, either. I thank God I only needed three stitches.

I am also thankful for Jehovah-Jireh, The Lord Who Provides. I learned as a child that God is my Provider, and He has proven himself to be ever-faithful. I’m so grateful for Him! 

I am reading The Book of Revelation.

I am working on a few things—always many irons in the fire. One specific task is organizing the shed for Fall and Winter. I can do that now, because the Lord provided a set of very needed shelves (a neighbor’s cast-off). Thank You, Lord!

I am hoping to organize my attic this summer. My sister needs some things of Mother’s, and that will hopefully help motivate me. I also want to unpack Hannah’s crib, and see if it is usable for Baby Dieterle.

I am praying for the victims of these fires and floods. So heartbreaking to see their homes.

I am meditating on Psalm 84. This was Doug’s sermon passage today. So much good stuff in there.


We didn’t take any pictures of my bloody clothes and face, but I have to show you my bloody shoe and my stitches. Hannah said my shoe was grusome. For some reason, I thought that was kind of cool. I did try to get the blood off, but it wouldn’t get. Doug assured me it would eventually turn brown and look like dirt.

ME: Well, yeah, but what if I’m accused of murder and they find this shoe covered in blood?
HIM: And, shine an ultra-violet light on it?
ME: Right. What will I do then?
HIM: That is definitely going to happen.

He didn’t seem very concerned. 😀

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