As the sparkling white of icy winter gives way to the gray-brown snows of approaching spring, my arms start to ache to work in my gardens again. I have been dreaming all winter of plans for my kitchen garden and the herbs and teas I want to plant this year (BTW, if anyone knows where I can purchase a chammomile plant, please let me know!)
I think this is why I’ve been struggling with a touch of homesickness lately. When I visit the farm and see windows boarded up and the lawn littered with demolition debris or see strange men with dirty boots tramping through my house, it crushes my spirit a little bit every time.
I can give in to these feelings and keep my eyes on my circumstances or I can turn my eyes to God and allow Him to give me a fresh perspective. As the saying goes, “While you are waiting for God to open another door, praise Him in the hallway.”
The following are pictures from our temporary home:
641. The company which provided the furnishings did not want me to put plants on any of their tables, but this bay window is just perfect. And really, if one has to do dishes, this view is a blessing. My soap dispenser was broken in the move, so on one of our (seemingly) daily trips to Wal-Mart I picked up this blue one. I don’t care if it’s a cheap plastic soap pump, I love that it matches my blue Mason jars! (642.)
643. My dad sent me these lovely roses for Lions Rose Day. Being the daughter of a Lion and the wife of a Lion, I am doubly blessed ❤ They were especially meaningful to me this year and made the place feel a little more like home. (Aren’t they gorgeous?)
644. I could not find my napkin holder after the move. I walked into Goodwill for something totally unrelated and someone had just dropped off several Longeberger baskets. Perfect!
645. This is a little reading nook the housing company set up for me. It is right next to sliding glass doors with lots of natural light to do my quiet times in the morning.Or at least it will be the perfect place to do my quiet times if I can beat John to it some morning; he is also quite fond of my reading nook.
646. I didn’t have a really good place for the kids to practice tumbling at our farm; but the large, unfinished basement is just the thing!
647. We had a toy room at the farm, affectionately known as “The Toy Shop”. It was a converted porch that was very hot in the summer and very cold in the winter, so it was mainly used for toy storage. In the basement of this house, there is one finished room (that is quite toasty) that we have set aside for the kids’ toy room. Sam and Emma hosted a few friends over yesterday and I can tell you I was quite happy to have all the happy screaming noises downstairs.
648. This is the back deck (complete with bunny tracks from last night’s snow), but do you know what I see? I see a perfect place for planters filled with herbs and teas to plant in my kitchen garden when I move back home.