I am an only child.  I have only experienced sisterhood through  watching my daughters. What a special blessing.





“For there is no friend like a sister
In calm or stormy weather;
To cheer one on the tedious way,
To fetch one if one goes astray,
To lift one if one totters down,
To strengthen whilst one stands”
― Christina Rossetti


Into the Desert

Into the Desert

Lent is approaching.  It has been my favourite season for many years.  I love the long, quiet journey to Easter.  The plainness, the dryness.  The triumph of the Triduum and Easter.  Just love it.

It’s almost time to start saving onion skins for the krashanky.  It is time to pour Easter candles and get them ready to send out.

I hope that this is the year to learn to write pysanky like these beautiful eggs written by Heather of Heather’s Homestead.

Into the Desert

Into the Desert

It is time to think about how I will count down to Easter with the little ones.

Time to discern how God is calling us to be restored, renewed, nourished so that we may spend our Lenten journey growing, hidden beneath the surface, and burst forth into bloom at Eastertide.

These days of your favor
leave a blessing as you pass
on me and all your people.
Turn to us, Lord God,
and we shall turn to you. – excerpted from a meditation by Victor Hoagland, C.P

Time to ask God polish the old bloom off and make us shiny…

Into the Desert

{An old piece of denim used to polish the bloom off of beeswax candles, makes them look like new.}

There and Back Again

I’m home from my second kidney procedure.  The stone was removed {thank goodness!} and the stent is gone.  Recovery so far has been rougher than expected.  The pain is about the same as what brought me to the ER a few weeks ago.  It should improve in a couple of days.  In the meantime, I’m on heavy meds again, which makes me sleepy.

So thankful to have it all behind me now and we’re all looking forward to getting on with things!

Thank you so much for your thoughts and prayers, and especially to those who have emailed or PM’d Cat or Brian with your good wishes.

A note to those of you who make prayer shawls:  I have been wrapped in my prayer shawl throughout this recent health challenge.  It was made for and given to me nearly 7 years ago during another particularly awful flare.  I treasure it.  I can feel the prayers and blessings offered for me while it was being made, and after it was completed.  It, along with my prayer rope and the beautiful rosary tenner made for me by my friend Anne, are my constant companions in times of illness.  Just know that what you are creating is SO special.  Keep up the ministry and encourage more knitters and crocheters to join.

Nature’s Course Untrimm’d


Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee. – Sonnet 18, William Shakespeare

Moonlight Serenade



This little man was up at 2 AM, crooning.  He was happy-singing at his feet for hours. We couldn’t help but laugh.  Just flat out joy, this one.  We are blessed.

In the midst of so much to cause stress, God sends us this son.  He is so good.

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