At my orchard, there is a peach tree. It’s a very healthy, promising tree; however, the rodents have harvested before me every year… till this one. While working over there mid-summer, I saw all of the sweet promises, but figured that I’d never get to them before the animals. And then one day, Rob and the kids went over there to work and I resignedly asked Ty to bring me bunches of mint. He didn’t. Instead…
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| Perfect, sweet, juicy peaches! What a miracle! |
… mostly photographed by my budding artist, G. Again, I felt like my garden was my fight against the mess; my focus on God’s creation, instead of on the disaster we usually make of it.
… and I’ve left so much unsaid and undone. Time just keeps a’tickin’ and I’m simply trying to live.
-a lion’s breath-
Let me see…
The kids all went to Fort for camps this summer and had a blast. In nearly every photo of G, he was flexing, to the smiles of all around. Yes, he is handsome and buff… and he knows it; however, that knowledge doesn’t seem to have spoiled him yet. Ty’s week away started out with tears, but a great counselor talked him out of it. Soph., well, Soph. went away for the first time, for TWO weeks, and loved every minute of it. Ha! I’m glad that we waited to send her and I’m glad that she went.
In between all of that the boys attended church’s basketball camp where we learned that they’re good at shooting, thanks to our home-hoop, but they stink as part of a team. :/ They’ve also spent HOURS at a neighborhood pool, where Sophie has lost her fear of water, thank you God!, and Ty can swim all proper-like.
We ended our summer with the now-annual Mattzelberg Camping Trip. What a blessing to be in such a super trio of fams.
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| Oh, yes, that is Hatchet Bacon… coming soon to a food truck near you. |
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| Which one of these does not belong here? (to the Sesame Street tune) |
