Bonfire

On Thanksgiving night, we had a bonfire at Lee's mother's house.  While the fire was burning, we were able to see the International Space Station and the Shuttle fly through the night sky - very cool!  My pictures are blurry so I didn't post.

Flame art - almost looks like fireworks.

All I Want for Christmas...

is my two front teeth! 

Sean lost his first tooth on Friday followed
an hour later by a second tooth.  The teeth were barely hanging on
and Cari, Ardyn, and an apple assisted with the rest.

On Sunday night in front of 250 church members, the Pastor called on those who wanted to share what they were thankful to God for providing over the past year.  Sean ran to the front and was third in line (Lee and I were clueless as to what he was going to share).  He started by saying he was thankful and then whispered the rest in the Pastor's ear.  The Pastor said "Sean is thankful for finally losing his two front teeth" :)

Ashli, Sean, and Ardyn

Thoughts for Thursday

He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed,

miracles that cannot be counted.

Job 5:9

With the Greatest of Ease

Yesterday was a beautiful fall day. We were sitting on the back porch enjoying one another’s company when I decided that it was the perfect day to swing. I stepped onto the end of the retaining wall, grabbed the rope swing with both hands, and took the giant leap. Instantly there was a loud crack – imagine the sound of a karate kick through a board or a baseball player hitting a homerun and breaking his bat – that was the sound of my rear breaking the wooden seat in two. Luckily, I was holding on tight with both hands as I swung over the covered pool. Sean looked on in amazement and Lee said he just had a feeling that was going to happen when he saw how high jumped. Thirty minutes later Lee replaced the seat with one that was little bit smaller…not as conducive for adult riders…and maybe for good reason ;)

An Evening at the Deer Lease

Sean and I joined Lee Tuesday afternoon at the Deer Lease. 

We journeyed to our spot to hunt deer.

Lee is sporting his new camouflage...it looks a bit reptilian in this picture.

I thought we might be a dead giveaway to the deer

sitting in an open field in a bold maroon chair.

But, apparently not...

The thoughtful hunter

We enjoyed the sunset and walked back to the road in the dark. 

Thankfully, there were no skunks this time. 

However, we could hear the coyotes calling near by.

From the Deer Lease

The fog was very thick on Wednesday morning. 

Lee searching for the ducks

I thought this picture was neat -

fog on top, grass, and grass reflection in the water.

More From Wednesday

We were up and at it by 5:00 a.m.  Lee picked a great spot to duck hunt.  Since I didn't buy a license this year, I offered my assistance in letting him know when to shoot.  I also informed him that there were far more shots being fired than birds dropping.  My assistance was met with a lack of appreciation :)

After fishing, Lee and Sean headed up a high hill to a ridge to bring down a deer blind.  On the way up, Lee and Sean spooked a spike.  After ten minutes of watching the deer, Lee saw his chance.  The deer is at the processor and we will have deer meat by Monday.  Sean found it all very exciting and we even wrote a story about it during school today.

Thoughts for Thursday

But the one who received the seed that fell on good soil

is the man who hears the word and understands it. 

He produces a crop, yielding a hundred,

sixty or thirty times what was sown.

Matthew 13:23

From the Weekend

 Friends, bikes, and many fall leaves...

Laughter, imagination, and more leaves...

A new addition to the backyard...

Catching Up

We've had a busy couple of weeks....

Sean played his last soccer game for the season.

He dressed up as Paul

for "Favorite Bible Character" night at a church program.

He's been playing with a new buddy in the neighborhood

who is also homeschooled and likes camo.

I spent about a week in my hometown to celebrate the life and death of Jane (on the left).  She was one of my other moms growing up.  One of my memories of her is when my mom would take us to meet Jane at a field each year to watch the sandhill cranes feeding.  Just this week, Sean and I ran outside because I could hear the sandhills flying overhead - heading south to my hometown.

Thoughts for Thursday

Yet, O Lord, you are our Father.

We are the clay, you are the potter;

we are all the work of your hand.

Isaiah 64:8