Spring

Spring has been beautiful here the last number of days.  The temperatures have been cooler and the breezes strong...good for keeping those pesky mosquitos away.

Things to be thankful for...

837.  A little rain through the night

838. Finished Charissa's sweater

839. The sound of the wind rushing through the trees

840. The smell of lilacs along the road

841. Walking against the strong wind - refreshing

842. Twenty-six years married to my best friend, a good man

843. Beautiful vase of tulips and chocolate from my husband

844. Relaxing drive and lunch out with my husband

845. Beautiful turquoise colour of the water at the Outlet

I've journeyed with this guy for 26 years, I couldn't imagine life without him, he's my right hand man. He's my greatest encourager, he's spoken words of life to me so often when I've felt down or felt like I just didn't have much to offer anyone.  He sees the good in me that I don't always see.  This husband of mine is a humble man, a man of integrity, willing to own where he's done wrong.  He's teachable...something I'm not always the best at being but am learning through him.  A forgiving man, not a grudge keeper but a releaser.  He is a man who earnestly seeks what God would have him do.  A simple man is how he would describe himself, not extravagant or needing the best of this world, material possessions mean little to him.  He holds loosely to the things he has but holds tightly to the God he serves and loves.  Wisdom dwells in his heart and I am always amazed at how he walks our kids through their struggles in launching into adulthood and all that comes with breaking away.  He is one amazing father, oh he knows he hasn't been perfect and he's made mistakes but his heart and purpose is to see them fly and be all that God calls them to be.  Involved and willing to go down the the tough roads...that's him and I'm so thankful to be his wife.  

The one section of woods was filled with trilliums, a blanket of white with hints of pink.

846. Nice chat with the owner of Campbell's Orchards

The blossoming apple trees were beautiful.

847. Chats with people

848. Walk on the boardwalk

849. Charissa out for a ride on Daytona

850. Beautiful planter from mom and dad

851. Grooming Amadeous

852. Matt puttering around in the garage all day fixing dirt bikes

853. Bees buzzing in the crab apple tree

854. Amadeous, my four legged lawn mower

855. My husband's support

856. Breakfast on the deck in the sunshine

857. Droplets of dew on the dandelions

858. Freedom to worship at church

859. Charissa out fishing with her dad

860. Charissa's laughter

861. Cooling breezes

862. Reid's Dairy strawberry sundae

863. The wind, it blows the mosquitos away

864. Funny stories, memories

865. Rhubarb pecan muffins

866. Planted some of vegetable garden

And then this happened just as I was getting ready to plant the veggies, I guess Daytona couldn't resist that soft turned up dirt...I called it the rolling bin :-)

867. A call from Jocelyne and the girls

868. Early morning rainbow

869. Great morning walk and chat with a friend/neighbour

870. Got some more of the veggie garden planted

871. Delivery of a fresh loaf of rye bread from the neighbour kids and their dad from up the road

872. Bible study with friends

873. Beautiful warm sunshine

874. Fellowship

875. Skype call with Will & Amy who are in Israel

876. Hearing Matt whistle the song "Jesus Loves the Little Children"

877. Gorgeous lilacs