Monday, September 5, 2011

Advice Needed

Everyone is our house is keenly aware of the countdown that is happening. We officially have one more day at home on summer schedule.

Our eldest is officially entering the world of Junior High - a new venture for our family! She and I were laying in bed tonight talking about what my role might be on her first day of school and laughed that just like every other year she would be fine and composed when the time came and I, against every bit of advice that I'm sure you'd give me, would be bawling in the background.

So, what is your advice for a first time Mother of a junior higher? I'd love to hear it!

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Sunday, September 4, 2011

Hanging on to Summer Memories

Since high school I have not wanted to go anywhere of significance without my camera. I learned quite young that my memory is not as reliable as I would like. I hate to miss a "hallmark" moment without option of recording it visually.
Although it can be great to have your camera along it can also be disappointing to view all events through the lens of a camera.
Some memories I've prayed would be burned into the memory of my mind and cherished there. Others I attempted, or my husband has, to capture so they can be shared with family and friends.




Staying cool in our back yard! Check out that expression!



One of my favourite places to be on a summer evening is in the back of the pack during a family bike ride. I love still being able to follow behind a very observable line from tallest to smallest.




Incredible sunsets that reminded me of this quote;
"Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, "Do it again"; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, "Do it again" to the sun; and every evening, "Do it again" to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we."
— G.K. Chesterton








Evening swim under the moon.




My "all-stars!"