The days have grown shorter and considerably colder. In fact, just as we began to get settled in to the slower, quieter, days and ways of mid-autumn and all things cosiest of home, an amazing snow took us by storm, leaving us with no power for several days. Though it did have it's challenges (ummm, no washing machine, for one), I have to say, that those days without were really quite nice. Oil lamps and candles burning up until bedtime (and at our bedsides). Snug and cozy. Peacefully quiet. A magical slow-time that seemed somehow so different, richer, fuller, than time as we typically know it. Like a long, contented, deep sigh with your eyes closed. Hustle and bustle were no where to be found. Only 3 days, but they seemed like so much more. 
The hickory rockers, trundled in from the front porch, happily situated 'round the wood stove and the nearly continuous glow of it's radiating warmth, stand serving as home-base to snugglie bundled, littles, middles, biggles, and the mama and the papa. Tucked in close, reading, writing, hand-sewing, chattering away about this, that, and the other thing, and here and there nodding off for a bit of a pleasant afternoon's dreaming, or indulging in the sweet pleasure of holding and rocking a little one that's doing so.
The time of apple picking, cider pressing, delicious food shared with beloved friends, came and went all too quickly. How very special it was, and how much we'll look forward to it's timely coming, Lord willing, once again. The cider has been such a treat, gracing table after table gathered around and spread, with the shared nourishment of body and soul. How sweet, the fruit of memories made.
No sooner it seemed had the festivities of the weekend come and gone, and we were bitten by a bug. A virus, that's been making it's way one-by-one, to greater and lesser degrees, through the family, since.
Like moving to music soft and slow, we've instinctively aligned ourselves with it's unexpected coming, embracing the changes--which, as with the snow storm, seem to primarily be *time* changes, in the rhythm and flow of our days--that arrive, and settle in to stay for awhile, when sickness makes a stay.
As pleasantly warm, nurturing, and necessary to healing as it is to spend the greater time curled up in quiet together, looking at picture book after picture book, listening to stories and enjoying cups of tea and warm milk with honey, watching a favorite film here and there, there are still countless essential things calling to be done, though perhaps at a snail's pace, if mama's (and her wonderful helpers, large and small, are) sick, too.
Meals to be prepared--hearty chicken soups from the hundred chickens.
Dishes to be washed.
Laundry to be washed, hung out, folded, and put away.
Goats to be milked.
Chickens to be fed and eggs to be gathered.
There are beds to be made and floors to be swept.
Diapers to be changed and warm bubbly baths to be given.
And how thankful you are for that soft light of the candles and oil lamps flickering to music softly playing.
As home, and all that makes it so, keeps running, a bit more slowly, but steadily. A gentle, peaceful place of rest. A cozy nest, while we patiently wait for wellness to return.
How very great is the potential for love to be communicated in the most simple, basic ways--without and beyond words--during a time of sickness. Even far more it seems than during just the ordinary days of our regular rhythm and routines. Children's heart's open-wide to every little bit of tender, loving nurturing that's held out to them when they're sick, tired, uncomfortable. Dependent.
One of the priceless things that God has lovingly sought to teach me throughout the multi-faceted, ever-changing seasons of motherhood, is to quietly let go and flow with the inevitable upsets that occur in life. Things we don't and can't plan for, that of their nature replace other things that might be more pleasant and desirable and what we would have chosen if we had a choice. Turning in and settling down--at home. Expecting much less of myself and everyone else. Laying aside any extra and/or measure of perfection in, the do-ings, in celebration of the sweet be-ings just waiting to be had, if my desire is to make it through these times of sickness or sorrow or change, in the soft, gentle way of His grace. The way that nurtures and gives life, peace and rest, rather than the stress, anxiety, and unrest for everyone, that results if we pull and strive against what is, as though it isn't, wishing it were otherwise.
How very much there is for us to learn, and for each one that we love and care for to learn, in each and every situation that God lovingly allows. How very much can be done even when we're tired and weak, simply by way of loving words and tender affection.
And, the important thing to remember I continuously find, is that each one *is* lovingly allowed. He's there, day and night, light or darkness, for the pressing into and casting of our own needs, weaknesses and cares upon. He whispers... don't care what anybody thinks, take as long as you need and do what's best and right, for yourself, and those I've entrusted to your care. Be led by Me, in every situtaion. You rest--in Me. Remember, that I cause all things to work together for good for those that love me---always, in all ways.
We won't regret it when we move all around to create the time and space for allowance of whatever we find ourselves in the midst of. We can't do everything all the time. No particular situation lasts forever. Sickness. A move. Little ones that need more of the undivided attention of their mama. Time with our husbands. Setting our homes in a more orderly way, a more peace-filled, beautiful way.
When we're free to order things aright within the organic, fluidly moving, ever-changing framework that God daily sets in motion anew, our lives and our homes, our families, will be a refuge, a place of love and rest, for many--not just in our families, but for for all that enter into our little corner of the world that God's given us to watch over and tend to, throughout the various seasons of our life and all the many unique situations that each one holds. His yoke is easy and His burden is light.
I've been reminded once again, during this time of prolonged sickness; having to slow down myself, and having many--deep heart, rooted in the most practical ways of affection and servanthood--reasons to slow down for those around me (as they too have had each for the others), to let go of my own plans, hopes, dreams, desires (small and/or large, short term and/or long term) if and as necessary. To live and love fully, by God's grace, with a single eye upon what is set before me, entering into it entirely, knowing that that it will indeed soon pass and there is much to be found of great value in it's midst. In the ways that fill a heart and make a person, bit-by-bit. We are doing a great work, in the little things. In time, the fruit will be sweet.
Because, the real beauty, well, there is some-kind-of-wonderful during the autumn season of a mother's life (and remember I'm a granny, now ;o), when she thankfully realizes that not a bit of it was in vain, as she gets to see and taste experiencially the wonder of this particularly vital aspect of her mothering career--the gentle nurturing and tender affection and sacrifice--going around and coming around, right on back to her ten-fold. And, not just to her, but on and on and on, as love multiplies. It takes time, but gives back in priceless ways. The very ones that we take the time to lovingly take sensitive notice of and care for, not only grow to do the very same for *us*, but also instictively for the many others that their lives touch.
And, it all begins at home, in the smallest most seemingly insignificant ways, moment-by-moment, throughout the holdings of each day. It is so often during the difficult, stretching times that so much of what we desire with all of our hearts to *teach* to our chilren can be effortlessly *caught* by them. Because the needs are greater, and love is absorbed. Soaked up like a sponge.
Isn't this the very same way that it is for us in our relationship with God? How sensitive we are to His loving care and provision when we are in great need. The only sad difference, I'm afraid, is that oftentimes as adults our hearts have lost the sweet, soft, trusting innocence of childhood, because they've been hurt or neglected, and on our end it's not quite as easy to sit still, accept our need and dependence, nestle in and receive this perfect, unconditional love, that is so longing to embrace us, saturate every fiber of our being, and fill us to overflowing.
What better way to open our own hearts to God's life and love, if we didn't grow up in such an atmosphere ourselves, and/or we find it difficult to recieve it from God, than to just open-wide and let it begin with us and our own husbands and our children. It may feel a bit awkward at first, but not for long. How little we have to give to begin to set the cycle in motion and before we know it experience the matchless beauty of seeing it returned. People need to... love to.... be loved. I marvel at how easily we can serve as an open door to God's life, which is love.
A visit had been planned for some time with one of my very dearest friends, Kel, and I was so hoping that everyone would be well enough for it to happen. Though I do believe it's in many ways true, as the Danish proverb says, that "the road to a friend's house is never long", a nearly 6 hour trip for a friend's beloved children (who I'd hoped would continue to consider me their friend as well, after so many long hours in the car making their way, my way) was truly a gift of love. Kelly decided to brave the storm (of our lingering sickness) and come with 7 of her 12 beautiful children even though she knew that they might pay for it for weeks to come.
She came bearing gifts as well. 50 lbs of wheat, some of her delicious homeade bread and lots of other grandmotherly type goodies. So wonderful. A gal after my own heart. In fact, my long-standing affectionate nickname for her is Grandma K, and she's so good about it. I suspect she secretly really likes it. Well, I know she does. And she should, as it is the supreme compliment ;o) My own Grandma Kay lived only a block away from us throughout my childhood and was quite a woman. She comes from hearty stock, has a huge heart, and made a huge impression on my life, with her loving, caring, kind and giving ways. I have a storehouse of childhood memories made by her side. I love her so dearly and have sadly lived very far away from her for my adult life, so have seen her very little. Also, sadly, she is entirely lost in the world of Alzheimer's Disease, and has been for a number of years. My grandma is very blessed to have 4 wonderful children that watch over and out for her, as her needs are now so great, now. It was no small thing for Kelly to be dubbed Grandma K, and having Kelly as my friend is no small thing for me. It's very good of God to go right on living and loving us through people, hand-picked, in the kindest most caring ways, throughout the changing seasons of our lives. He's so good.
"A friend loveth at all times..." Proverbs 17:17
Kelly has been one of those friends to me, and I treasure the gift.
Interestingly enough, I, who I believe has managed to be the sickest of all through this entire affair, was sick--really sick--the days before, and for a few days following the visit, but felt "right as rain" the day they were here. Amazing. Thank-you God.
The day couldn't have been nicer, and I couldn't hold the memories we made more dear. Seven of the most beautiful children in the world chose to willingly succumb (by coming to my house ;o) to the unreasonable amount of hugs and kisses and tickling that I have been storing up for them since we moved away many months ago.
Truth is, they had no choice but to, as I am bigger than them all. Not faster, mind you, but to honestly give credit where credit is due, I do have to say that I have this special God-given knack for grabbing even the wriggliest, wiriest, least cooperative, tickle-hug-and-kiss-ees and gathering in all the sweet hugs and kisses and wriggles and giggles that my little ole heart desires. I'm really good (really good) at (entirely feigned) ignoring (of) them for brief periods as a diversion so that I can slowly meander on by and reach out and catch them, off-guard. Isn't this beginning to sound like a Dicken's novel?
You know, like Peggotty, in "David Copperfield", not Mrs.Squeers, in "Nicholas Nicklelby". ;o)
We had enchiladas baking in the crockpots in the early morning, the table/s were spread and how special it was to share a meal together when everyone got a bit rumblie in the tumblie. It was delicious and delightful.
Partway through the visit our beloved neighbor, Pete (remember we passed his house on our stroll?), came driving up in his car (yes, at 92 years old, Pete still drives. Isn't that wonderful?). And, he came bearing the gift of a great-big-beautiful pineapple upside-down cake! And, if you can believe it, he had baked it for us himself just a short while before he came by. It was a sheet cake and after a nice hour or so long visit, Pete flipped the cake for us--much to the delight of all--and then made his way back down the road and home. So, after gathering around the table for a lovely shared meal, we enjoyed Pete's amazing cake and a huge amount of apple crisp that all the children had made for dessert. What a great day.
Now for a little "I told you so". Aren't they adorable children! Let's start with Miss Chubbiest Little Legs in the World. I could just eat her up, she's so sweet. I can't tell you how much fun I had, just watching her in her own little world, loading and unloading and loading and unloading apples, traipsing around in any and everyone else's shoes. I'm only sorry you only get to see her in these still photos. She definitely got the gears of my mind turning, trying to figure out how I could get some short video clips up on the blog.
Anyways, prepare to be majorly "cute-i-fied". :o)
She only stopped her (serious) busyness long enough to have an occasional stare-down, with me. I have about a hundred of these shots. You really had to be there to get the full effect. Way too cute.
And, it almost seems criminal to have to leave off her way-down-deep belly laugh, that comes out if you catch her off-guard. Which of course was my all or nothing goal and only reason for living for a while there. ;o)
She's chuckling here, you just can't hear it. And, for that I'm really sorry. Next time I'll have the video thing figured out. Promise.
How about this handsome guy. Are those kissable cheeks, or what? I ask ya. Nope. Truth is....I tell ya.....*yes* they are. Extremely so. ;o)
Very, very, cute and very, very, kissable, huggable, loveable. Is Kelly blessed or what??
She knows she is. And, here she is.... with love bug number 4 of this line-up. Love Bug number 4, another one of my sweethearts. Love this little gal--lots. She spent her entire day trying to evade my camera (little stinker ;o)--quite successfully--so you can imagine my excitement when I saw her hands down and eyes wide-open in this one. Yes! I was going to put Kelly in the upcoming beautiful set, but she's holding this cute-i-ful (and is pretty cute, herself, youhavetosay ;o) , so here she goes.
I had to sneak the photos of the older cuties that have blossomed into beauties, while they weren't looking.
All of the above, likewise very kissable, huggable, love-love-loveable. All my sweethearts.
And, how about this incredible pineapple upside-down cake, that Pete made for us. I still can't believe it. What a thoughtful gift.
When sickness comes to visit a large family it does just what it seems that it would do...slowly passes through, one-by-one-by-one, and stays for more than a little while. I smile to think how the quiet days and ways of sickness are interspersed with colorful fireworks of creativity during the restless rumblings of not-quite-recovered-but-getting-there.
It's as though everyone here--myself included--can only take so many hours and days of laying low, reading/being read to, writing, drawing, listening to music, no matter how sickly and off-kilter you might feel, before a spritz of activity (which may very well render you sick a little longer, too, but it seems, just can't be helped, and is oh so worth it) overtakes, and resting, or a tidy house and even a fair amount of the essential chores--for as long as can be tolerated--are cast to the wind. We have a good number of these windows that have been thoroughly enjoyed.
Nicholai, eight, who has a particular fancy for making moblies, has been busy finger knitting away, working on gifts for another blessedly simple Christmas. He whittles the wood, finger knits the yarn, and makes the arrangements from his miles and miles of lovely handwork. I count each one that he had made for me among my greatest treasures. 
Julia and Rosie have been engaged in a sew-a-long--side-by-side--for a good part of a couple of days. Julia has made outfits for each of the little ones. Birthday outfits, from a few simple patterns that we've worked up, for Aimaija's gloriously special 5th birthday. Cute. Cute. Cute, let me telll you. How it blesses my heart that she so loves to do this, without me even thinking to ask (I'm too sick to, remember? :o) 
And the birthday outfits.
The under-layer.
Here's a nice basic pattern for bloomers, but you can easily make a pattern by tracing a child's pair of pants in your child's size, and widening the legs to make them more full if you like, or using a pajama bottom pattern--which will usually have fairly wide legs to begin with, and most often a pretty high rise, too, which is essential over cloth-diapered, wool-soakered bottoms. Peasant blouses can easily be made without a pattern, and here's a tutorial for making one, if you've never done so before and would like to give it a try. If you'd prefer to use a pattern, I'm sure it wouldn't be too difficult to find a basic pattern in one of the pattern catalogs. 
And, the little over-smocks, which like aprons, are very straightforward and easily made up without a pattern. Just a simple front and back bodice piece cut out for under the arms, two straps, a gathered skirt and a couple of button holes. Here's a great tutorial, by Meg McElwee, of Sew Liberated (her older blog was Montessori by Hand, which is where this tutorial is), for one similar to the one we make, for those that are interested in giving it a go. You could easily extend the sides of the bodice and cut out for under the arms on both front and back pieces and sew the side seams closed, and could lengthen the bodice pieces as well. This one that Meg makes is so sweet just the way it is, but I thought I'd make mention of changes that could easily be made, for those would like to experiment and branch out in their sewing creativity a bit. This would be a really good starting point. We always make really full skirts, just because I like all the mobility it gives the little gals, who are always on the go. And, because I think they're really cute that way. Meg, also has some other very nice sewing patterns, including a couple of apron patterns, in her shop. We love her Emmeline apron.
Actually, sewing seems to work by domino effect, aroung here. When one gets to feeling well enough to sew, everyone that's not on their death bed is right up alongside them, sewing too. It's really nice that the sewing room is situated on the big, bright, back porch just off of the dining room and kitchen. Seems to draw like a creativity magnet for this reason.
And, remember all the love for those cloth napkin diaper-pinned bonnets? 
Well, it's still goin' on, but the gals have moved up a notch and are sewing their own, again, too. The latest, these simple, little 2-minute, one-seamed caps, are being sewn up on the machine--like there's no tomorrow. If you were to come by they would have one whipped up--in your size and on your head, before you made your way out the door. Just so you know. You've been forewarned, as I'll probably be sure get a photo of you for the blog ;o)
Members of the Future Seamstresses of America club. And, mighty proud :o)
And Chubb, kindly sewing stuff for the dollhouses and furniture that he (also kindly) makes for the little ones. While he's been a bit under the weather he's had his nose buried in a couple of big, fat, history books--drinking them in. During his more lively moments he's finished up an adorable wooden doll's house, that he made on a whim from plywood scraps for/and with the little ones, and one that he made for Aimaija for her birthday. 
Sophia....the autumnal paper chain queen. Must decorate the infirmary.
James, very kindly put shelves into a tall, narrow, closet--that didn't have a door, in the sewing room, for me. Not only do I like the way it looks much better as a bookcase, but it's much more practical this way. It looks even better now filled to overflowing from top to bottom, with an assortment of books.
Today, he's outside building a new henhouse for his girls.
Joseph, reading, reading, and more reading, while he wasn't feeling well. No sewing. No carpentry. No baking. Just curled up reading. This would be a wonderully ancient copy of "David Copperfield" that he's (once again, stirring up those good memories of childhood feels :o) wrapped up in, here.
And me, well yes, I've had my own little bursts of creative rumbling amidst my coughings, wheezings, moanings and groanings, too.
Last week, Big Papa picked up the freshly-cut board that was to be the long window shelf in our sewing room, from our Amish neighbor's saw mill--kindly for free, and it was just begging to be sanded down nice and smooth, painted ,and put into place and use.
As it (of course) took all of my energy to orchestrate and supervise, I managed to inspire the gals to go to town sanding away for me, as seen in that very first photo (...way......way.....far above and long ago, in this post. Remember it?? ;o)
They sanded it smooth as silk and then I set to work painting it a creamy, golden, antique-mustardy color that spells relax, relax, and come and create, to me......and to everyone else here that's been trained under my tuteledge, it seems ;o)
And, in true "if you give a mouse a cookie" fashion, once I had the shelf painted and on it's way to it's final resting place atop the brackets on the back porch windows, I couldn't help but dive right in--the following day--and do what I had been planning to do all summer, and didn't.....paint the apron and legs of the sewing table the very same. That mustardy, creamy, golden yellow of the shelf and, gulp, each large bookcase that sits alongside the table (which I did in fact manage to paint this summer).
I am, it seems, presently, the "queen of color coordination" or is it the "queen of mono-coloristics", or would it be the "queen of mustard"? Though I think I might actually like the shelf the same berry color as the trim on the windows--in time--I do so love the color of the farm/sewing table base being the same as the shelves that it sits alongside. I can definitely do mustard, mustard, everywhere, and everybody else seems pleased enough, for now :o) Truth be told, I'll forget all about it in just a few days. So, in the end, it seems, this whole paragraph is just me, on a a big fat roll of "much ado about nothing". Mustard, mustard, mustard.... :o)
So, there you have it now, the finished sewing room. Nothing fancy, but it sure is easily accessible, open and inviting. This photo was taken the day after the big snow, that I also shared in the photos far, far, above. Everything was all snowlight and dreamy the entire day, so the photos are a little on the dark side. But, you get the idea. One of Nicholai's lovely fingerknitted mobiles are hanging in the window to the left. I'm hoping to do a post sharing more about them. He's done so many and they're all so nice.
Another family of friends that we're so very blessed to know and love, and be known and (even though, still :o) loved by, blessed us with the gift of various cuts of their freshly harvested pork, a portion of which is at this very moment in our oven roaster, roasting away 'til Big Papa's homecoming and the supper hour.
Thanks so much for your emails and notes in the comments, for your sweet hellos and the thoughtful get well's, too. You're all very kind. My beloved pal of the lovely smiling eyes, little jenny wren, knowing that we were all sick, was suppose to come by and clean the house and do some laundry, but so far she's been a *no show*. Sigh.....though we do always notice that those last little tasty bits of leftover dessert from the evening before, are somehow always mysteriously missing in the morning. She's very sweet. Hmmm, no wonder ;o)
When I revive a bit more I'll get around to sharing the fruit of our "creative jazz" that was interspersed amidst and throughout, the "dreamy-slow-and-lazy-flute-harp-and-violin-quiet" of our days-upon-days of sickness. I haven't forgotten the autumn salad recipe, and the big burn, and it's treatment and healing transformation (though I don't usually do ugly things on the blog--and this was ug--ly, I may just have to go ahead and share it anyways :o). A few more quiet days or so of resting up and I think everyone will be well out of the woods and on their way. I hope :o)
My last bit of news--just hot off the press-- is to sadly say (as I have grown more than a little attached to this little material thing), that just the other day--when I got that magical shot of the morning after the several days of snowfall had come to an end--it seems it was so bright, that it somehow managed to damage the shutter on my camera (though I'm likin' to think that it was just it's time to go), which is now in the shop. But, as I just got word moments ago, it will have to sent away to be repaired (where they can bring out the big guns), to the tune of a couple hundred dollars which just isn't in the budget right now. So, it seems I'll be away for a little while, again. Good thing I store up all this stuff to share in one fell swoop, huhn?, seein' as how it takes several (dozen) visits to read and take in all the photos. So, I'll be back, soon as things are squared away in the camera department, and will look forward to seeing you then.
In the meantime, perhaps you can go for a visit with some of the sweetest, giving, most encouraging neighbors that one could ever hope for. If you've never been, I know you'll be so blessed:
Rhonda Jean, of the huge, kind and caring, giving heart, that takes lots of precious time to share many, many, inspiring, encouraging, and practical things. Her blog is like a great big love gift to those desiring to make home, simply beautiful, with what you have in your hand. She is super friendly, warm, and encouraging. She and her beloved, Hanno, have so much of value to share. I'm so grateful for the blessing they've been to our family.
She also just began another blog, the simple green frugal-co-op, with a number of likewise, very kind and caring folks with lots of practical good stuff to share. It's a wonderful idea and has taken right off. Another labor of love, from which many (especially during these difficult financial times for many) will benefit greatly.
My precious friend, and little sister, åslaug, who has, for a time, left her family in Norway to go and serve as an au pair to a family in Ireland. I just received a snail mail letter from åslaug a couple of days ago, and have to tell you that her love for the Lord and every thing and one that He loves, brings tears to my eyes, again and again and again. Do take time and read around on her blog as you can. It is filled with priceless jewels. She shares so beautifully from her heart, which overflows with thankfulness.
Tami, so very dear to me as well, has a soft, quiet, gentle spirit and a peace-filled spot, where she shares about her life, through the eyes of her heart. She celebrates all things--great and small, and delights in the simple, content with what she has. She's a lovely example of gaining your life by losing it, in and for, those that you love.
Brenda, shares so openly and honestly about all that she has learned as a lover of Jesus, her husband, children, family and friends, along life's way, which hasn't always--past or present--been easy. She too, holds out warmth, comfort, friendship and encouragement in gentle, loving, practical ways, most freely and generously. And, like Charlotte in "Charlotte's Web", is a great writer, and like Wilbur in the same, "some pig". I've said it before (much to Brenda's chagrin, I'm sure ;o) I'll say it again.
Suzanne, so sincere and sweet, sweet, sweet. I've had the privilege of actually meeting Suzanne, face-to-face and can't tell you how much I enjoyed the time that I got to spend with her. She's sisterly, warm, caring and kind. The type of person that would do anything that she could for you. She also opens her heart and home, loves to cook and sew and encourage.
Katie, at the Rose Garden, is another treasured little sister. Her blog; her family, her life, is just beautiful. Her little daughter, Greta Rose, is....well, too sweet.....as you'll soon see when you get there. Like åslaug, Katie will bless you with her simple love for the Lord, her family, for the abundant life she's been blessed with, in Him. Like all the other gals, she likewise very creatively makes much of little and is immeasurably grateful for all that she has.
And, Katie's lovely mama, Melissa, who like me doesn't seem to have a whole lot of time to blog, during this particular season of her life, but when she does, and what she has shared, is heart-felt, artful and encouraging, shared in the loveliest way. Going by her blog is--like all of the blogs that I've shared, here--like going for a visit to her warm, inviting home, filled with life and love. Katie is definitely an "apple that didn't fall very far from the tree", of her sweet mama. It's really special to see how much of Melissa there is in her precious daughter, Kat.
I guess that's what I love and appreciate the very most about each one of these precious gals---Smiling Eyes included in the bunch (once you go by her snug and cosy house and are showered with her welcoming love, you won't want to leave, and she's not the type to kick you out ;o) it's just like going for a visit to their homes and spending time with them, and those and what they love and treasure in life. If you haven't yet met any/or some of them, I do hope time will allow for you to go by for a visit.
Much love to each of you.Thanks so much for taking the time to come by and to share your hearts and lives. I enjoy every single one of your notes so much. The Lord bless you and keep you and yours, each precious one.
Warmly, Jewels
I missed you!
Snow already! I'm afraid it won't be long until we get it here in Iowa.
Your photos are so beautiful, they always make my heart overflow.
Love and Blessings to your family,
Kathleen
Posted by: Kathleen | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 06:55 PM
Jewels, how I look forward to your posts. Thank you for taking the time to share. I had noticed Nicholai's mobiles in one of your earlier porch photos. I find them very artistic and wonderful. It is so good that your family finds joy in creating. Blessings to all and may you continue on the road to recovery.
Yours,
Rosemary
Posted by: Rosemary | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 06:59 PM
Dear Jewels,
I was just writing you a letter to mail! I thought maybe your sickness was longer --oh, how I wish I could deliver you some homemade chicken soup:-) Well, thanks for calling me sweet --I am blushing here...LOL! Jillian said on the way home that you and Rosie were the sweetest gals she has met--so back at ya! Rest and strength to you all. Say hi to all the kiddo's:-)Much love, your sister -in - Christ,
Suzanne
Posted by: Suzanne | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 07:27 PM
Jewels, as usual, I was so glad to see a post from you. I am so sorry you and your family have been sick. Praise God, you are now on the mend. Thank you for sharing snippets of your wonderful life. You are a blessing. I hope you will be back soon!! Oh, and the mustard yellow is a great choice in color.
Posted by: Trixi | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 07:32 PM
I have really enjoyed my visit as I always do. I love to come to your blog. There is such a peace here. How do you get all this done? I am glad you all are feeling better. I will be back.
Posted by: valerie | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 07:32 PM
Now Jewels, you mean you didn't notice all those books I neatly stacked for you or those cushions that were nicely plumped up when you got out of bed or all those little snips of thread and cloth that I so carefully swept up. My own house is a mess because of all the work I * thought* about doing at your house.
Posted by: littlejennywren | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 07:39 PM
Dear Jewels,
Thank you for your ministry to me and others today. I love to take my time with your words, to let my heart linger along with my eyes and let the truth sink in. I leave full of happy thoughts, smiles, and excitement for bringing to my own home and family more love, joy, patience, and peace. Thank you for helping me to be a more present, helpful, and loving mother, wife, friend, and woman. I cherish these visits!
Posted by: Carole | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 07:48 PM
What joy to find such a long post here again from you, dear Jewels!! OH how much I needed to read it tonight...how much you will never know. You give us a glimpse into how sweet life can be and thanks so much for sharing. It takes us away sometimes from what our life hands us, which is not so welcome at times. Even when ill, you still have such lovely things to share...I do hope and pray you will all be well now!! Thanks for sharing other blogs as well...I think I should set up a new subset on my favorites list of you and your friends!! Blessings on all of you!!
Posted by: Elizabeth | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 08:12 PM
I was almost ready to leave the computer behind for the evening when... there YOU were.
What a happy day!
I truly understand about the camera. Our second car is parked right now due to an enormous cost to have it fixed. God always provides, doesn't he?
I will reread your post tomorrow when I'm a little more awake but it did remind me of one thing even this evening... I must remember to buy oil for the oil lamps. :)
You are loved with an everlasting love and by me, too.
Posted by: Brenda@CoffeeTeaBooks&Me | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 08:25 PM
Thank you for another beautiful post Jewels, I am challenged to deal with my clutter and make our home more of a refuge.
Thank you for the reminder again of trusting and relying in God's goodness and mercy in good times and difficult ones.
Posted by: Sheridan | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 09:01 PM
Jewels,
thank you once again for sharing your family and friends. I am learning so much from you. Have a blessed week.
Nida
Posted by: Nida | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 09:13 PM
Your post was so comforting that I (literally) stopped reading to go downstairs and make a cup of tea. Today was our first cool, crisp-ish day here in Phoenix, and I loved the pictures of not only autumn leaves, but SNOW! Thank you for sharing your heart, your family and your beautiful photography.
Posted by: Katie @ 3 Blondes and a Redhead | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 10:05 PM
What a nice surprise to see a post from you Jewels. I was heading off to bed and decided to just real quick check my mail and blog lists and was so happy to see a post from you (a much nicer way to spend my time than watching election results).
I was sorry to read that you have all been ill. I am hoping that you are all feeling much better now.
It's always a joy to read your posts-like a visit with a friend-and although there are many differences in our lives, there are plenty of similarities too. Thank you for sharing your life and all the lovely photos-I'll be praying that you are able to get your camera fixed soon.
Blessings,
Michelle
Posted by: Heart at Home | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 10:20 PM
oh! How wonderful to see an update from you! :) Although I don't know you all in person....I just can't believe how your children have grown over the time. Reading past posts you have made and seeing pics of everyone...it is such a beautiful thing to watch everyone grow and change! :)
I am so sorry you are all under the weather so much lately. It must be hard to get rid of a bug with a large family as it gets passed back and forth so much! It does that for us and we are a family of 5! I hope you are all feeling much better soon! :)
I am hoping your camera is able to be fixed soon as well...gosh, I wish I could just send you mine..so I get to be blessed with continued stories and pictures of your lives! :)
I love to see your children's talents and hard work! They are such a blessing and I hope I raise mine to be similar! :)
I truly enjoyed the post and the pictures! I look forward to hearing from you again soon!! (I hope!)
Take care!
In His love,
Katy :o)
Posted by: Katy | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 10:44 PM
Jewels, So glad you are back posting, hope you are all over your virus.
I check your blogg every day, so was delighted when I arrived today. Your photos are beautiful, your children are so sweet, and you bring a smile to my face everytime.
May God Bless you and yours and keep you in the palm of his hand always.
With Smiles
Kathryn
Kathryn in the Loft
Australia
Posted by: Kathryn | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 11:02 PM
Dearest Jewels~
As always, your posts are ever so encouraging and lovely to read:-) I'm sorry you've all been struggling by with illness and I pray that you all receive complete healing soon.
Thank you for the link to the peasant blouse tutorial. I hope to be able to use it soon!
The snow is gorgeous and the creamy, yellow is just wonderful!
May the Lord bless you in the coming weeks and I hope that we will hear again from you soon as you are able!
Lots of love,
Sommer
Posted by: Sommer | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 11:10 PM
Oh, what fantastic timing, a lovely distraction from the election--thank you! :)
I love Katie (and her mama's) blog as well. I was thinking today, that she seems to be a Jewels-in-the-making, but then, I guess she's more of a Melissa-in-the-making, isn't she? :D
Many thanks and much love,
Robin
Posted by: Robin in a Cottage Snug | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 11:13 PM
Thank you for your wonderful words shared here on your blog. I stumbled onto it months ago, and I know it was the sovereignty of God that led me to read your entries. I treasure the wealth of wisdom that you share as it is evident that you fear and love the Lord.
You make femininity, motherhood and most importantly the Gospel attractive. I know I don't know you personally, but in some ways you are an "older woman" to me as in Titus 2 you are teaching me (through your entries) to love my husband and children, to be busy at home, to be self-controlled and pure.
My family recently went on vacation, and one night after our three young chilren were tucked in bed, my husband and I read through many of your posts. This was a very refreshing and encouraging time for my soul as I shared with my husband my desires to honor the Lord in my love and care for the children.
This is a very humble attempt to encourage you and to say - thanks.
You bring honor to the Savior. I hope that encourages you.
Posted by: Laura | Tuesday, November 04, 2008 at 11:17 PM
I was so happy to see a post from you and sad to see that you will be away for awhile :(
Thank you for the wonderful long post, it was wonderful to see that you are all well and happy and being such a blessing to all!
Posted by: Kelley | Wednesday, November 05, 2008 at 12:16 AM
Dearest Jewels,
I am so glad you were able to pop back in and let us peek into your lives again. It is always such a treat to hear, and see, what all your precious family has been up to.
I do have a question though. There were several pictures, right after the apple press, that did not have captions, and I couldn't figure out if those were neighbors, or friends visiting from afar. No need to elaborate, if you didn't mean to.
I am so sorry to hear that you all have been sick, but pray all are on the mend now.
I am also sorry to hear about your camera. Your photos are always so lovely!
Well, blessings to you and yours until next time.
~Kathy
Posted by: Kathy | Wednesday, November 05, 2008 at 12:39 AM
What a great post and the photos are incredible. I hope all is well at your home and everyone is healthy. God Bless You All
Posted by: Sarah | Wednesday, November 05, 2008 at 01:06 AM
Thank you for the most beautiful post...I am sorry that you all have been sick...may the Great Physican bring healing to each of you.
I too love anything in mustard:-)
Have a blessed week,
Connie
Posted by: Connie | Wednesday, November 05, 2008 at 01:11 AM
Thanks for sharing such a beautiful post. Hope you, your family and camera! are all up and running and feeling very much better very soon!
Posted by: Karen D | Wednesday, November 05, 2008 at 02:15 AM
What a lovely surprise this morning to wake up, settle down with a cup of tea and find you've written. As soon as my youngest children hear the beautiful music they come running over to look at the pictures of your children! My daughter (4) just loves the clothes your little girls wear and has made me promise to learn to sew so that I can make her some!! I've learnt to knit in the last year, so I'm sure with lots of practice sewing can be attempted lol!
So sorry you've all been poorly, hope you all recover soon. Thank you for sharing your heart again, I just can't say what a wonderful blessing and encouragement your writing has been to me over the time I've been reading your blog - you are a true Titus 2 lady - thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Much love
Vicki
Posted by: Vicki | Wednesday, November 05, 2008 at 02:26 AM
Dear Jewels, how lovely to read an update from you. I had no idea you all had been sick - so glad to hear you've been able to gracefully embrace that time. Hope you and each dear one in your family feels good as new soon.
This post was so long and delightful, that I started reading it with my morning cup of coffee and now I'm embarrassed to even tell you what time it is, and I'm still in my pajamas. :o) And, I will surely come and re-read later.
I'll also send a link to my husband. He doesn't speak or read English very well, but he so enjoys looking at the photos.
Posted by: Mrs. Anna T | Wednesday, November 05, 2008 at 03:55 AM