These Are A Few Of My Favorite Things....

Dear Jonathon,

I love morning pages, afternoon pages, and bedtime pages... 

writing and letting anything n everything flow... 

Like jotting a grocery list or a to do list, 

and then gratitudes spill when you stop and remember 

with a thankful heart.  

With thanksgiving this afternoon, 

I document a few of my favorite things...

No editing, no order... -- few explanations... 

just random things I enjoy... 

a really good book to underline and dogear

white on white wedding cake 

Jamming to Revival by Cain in my Jeep

Singing with gusto not caring who hears 

my leather tote backpack from Portland Leather- color: coldbrew

Meat lovers pizza (thin crust)  and Coors Lite datenight

stargazing in the back of an olde Chevy

Nydj jeans faded just right

laughing alot... tears streaming 

hunting with my camera 

hiking new trails to explore

hearing my Love read the Word outloud for us at bedtime

old books with leather spines

steam engine trains

giant snowflakes that seem to just float to the ground

my simple wedding band from Spiegel ... remember the catalog?

leather work gloves worn

blackeyed susies 

sitting on a mountain top 

watching hawks enjoy a windy day

finding feathers and old nests

a large vanilla ice cream cone at DQ

Myguy's forearms (he'll laugh outloud when he reads this) Hi Lovie... <3

How he still calls me Dollface after all these years

getting a real letter in the mailbox

handwritten recipe cards 

Susies giggle that hasn't changed since we were first graders

kneading bread

a great cup of coffee with coffee mate and stevia

homemade hashbrowns with real butter, salt n pepper

the company of dogs: Daisy, Rosie, and Lily

an owl sticker that I'm to wave to on the dash of my Jeep (thanks Blake)

the most comfortable bed in the whole world 

a room lit by only candlelight 

my pair of Blundstones 

Revlon 467

hoarding flowers 

bacon lettuce tomato samiches 

walking through the woods in the rain

peanut butter toast with banana on top 

truth and honesty 

making eye contact 

warm hugs

respect

holding hands 

how he sweetly opens my door 

watercolor drips and splatters 

beautiful sunsets 

spotted fawns 

Quills kitty hugs 

an apron full of gathered eggs 

my beloved jean jacket 

finding a coin on the ground (In God we trust)

finding hearts 

the light cascading through trees 

Autumn everything 

Fiona's nickers 

 apple pie for dessert 

little box of animal crackers 

taking black n white photos 

 Conklin Duragraph fountain pen filled with Black Carbon ink 

trays of soft pastels 

pencil lines messy

crooked stitches 

rust and  painty chippy peely wood 

time to play 

flea market and antique store wandering 

old love letters kept 

memory box of childhood trinkets 

watching my bobber disappear

dragonflies everywhere 

a happy ending .... 

like now.  

Until we meet again...

Good evening Jonathon,

<*))))>< 

 

 

 

 

Documented Joys

Botanical muffys 

she baked up special

and green tea for Aunt Nancy

who never has to pinkyup

ever

seeing  water bug paddles

through my Aunts eyes

and bits of my Momma as well

crossing creeks with my Love

finding hearts together 

gathering  rocks, moss and petals ... 

Daisy's new word: 

WAIT

and how she now stops and waits for me to catch up

the new dress I love so so much

modest, botanical, and 

I just feel pretty when I wear it. 

the often  raccoon side show at our Arbys ... 

all these little hats

the chirping wild rosebush....

this starling who survived after dangling upside down most of the afternoon

gratitude  to my Tony climbing a ladder and taking the trim off to get her out

 a parade of poppies 

my birth flower

date night with Myguy to Colton's

going out with our best friends to try new 

restaurants and 

noticing the scripture up on the wall

2.5 pounds of Maltese fluff

our new tiny "Lily

Spotting stainless steel countertops at the vets office that  my family made

Jeeping for a vanilla ice cream cone and his chocolate sundae

new pipe fence built 

making progress little by little 

big huge dreams shared ... and entrusted

her surprise mountain necklace - with mustard seed faith

ordinary tasks I love to do- laundry ... dishes and gathering eggs 

deadheading petunias and the strong floral whiff  inside the greenhouse 

a new door 

porch sittin at sundown and holding eachother's wrinkly rough hands

whippoorwills and frog chorus 

Our ole man's  beautiful reflection 

donkeylove

a mystery rock 

marveling with Blake in the woods 

God of wonders beyond our galaxy

You are holy... You are holy.

The Universe declares Your majesty.... 

new baby cardinals hatching 

a jar of wishes....

-and picking prayers 

as we go along

learning about colors in 

Pastor's Sunday sermon 

Listening to Myguy and how he 

handled a  really hard thing... 

My heart for him growin an even bigger heap of love and respect as I listened to what he did.  

the color orange that I have often 

not appreciated 

My country's birthday and 

celebrating with my whole hometown. 

Hangin out at Kenny's house

how she held my hand while we watched with heads 

together 

Playing in watercolors....

more roses and more roses...

Listening to myLovie read the whole bible outloud at bedtime.

One chapter a night; something I love so much.  

How the Word from his readings often end up in my journals.  

--For deep conversations after    

For my friend who gave me a bag of granny smiths off her very own tree

and the now two apple crisps that have come from her gifting.  

For Blakeleas peaches 

picked from her birth tree.  

Time with Trent my Strongheart, while he worked on the backhoe.  

Sitting side by side  on a tailgate listening to music we wanted 

each other to hear.  

Our baby boy.   

New septic tank and sewer lines 

for the new addition going up soon.  

my Lovie... 

and how hard he works for our family.

for the jackhammer 

when we hit rock

and progress ... 

babysteps that while it all seems slow...

is getting us 

there

surprise punkins growing right out of the compost pile

and so many flowers that brighten each day

and something renewed, redeemed and revived.  

I sign off with this photo and a scripture picture fresh 

from last night's reading.  

Feel free to use and share it if you like.

#sharethelove  

He is before all things and by Him all things hold together. 

He is also the  head of the body; the church.  He is the beginning,

the first born from the dead, so that He might have first place 

in everything. 

Colossians 1: 17,18

Until we meet again friends,

<*))))><