After The Rain
By admin, on April 21st, 2009
A few pictures of the garden after some heavy rain we had over the weekend and again on Monday morning. The garden paths need some weeding. You know me and weeds, though, and I will let some grow without much worry, but everyone has a line that once crossed means pulling out the heavy gloves.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
The sky was still overcast but the sun was peeping through and promising me a bit of sunshine for my days off work this week.
The sun peeps out, then disappears.
Today my mind is swirling with things to do. I have a cookbook (American Heart Association Low-Fat, Low-Cholesterol Cookbook, 3rd Edition: Delicious Recipes to Help Lower Your Cholesterol ) that I want to pull recipes from and begin a card box of meal plans for our family. Princess of the Universe and I have also looked at some plans for building a bunny cage. As part of her extracurricular activities, she wants to keep and perhaps raise dwarf bunnies. I also need to do some garden work and get some more vegetable seeds in the ground.
Did I forgot to mention school work? And laundry? And sweeping? It’s all good stuff, however, and I want to go about my daily work with joy and thanksgiving, imparting to my children a sense of peace in our home. I regret the days that I have been sulky and miserable while doing the tasks that make our house a home.
Have a lovely Tuesday,
Lynn
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About Lynn
I am the mother of four delightful children: a 23-year-old son, a 20-year-old son, a 17-year-old son, and a bright and bubbly 13-year-old daughter. I share an apartment home with my 17-year-old son and 13-year-old daughter. My little home on the internet is called Rose Cottage because of my love for gardening, roses, and all things romantic and Victorian. Welcome.
I'm a North Carolina girl and I love sharing North Carolina links and information. I do medical transcription from home. My hobbies include making sweet little dolls from clay who are named and have their own stories to tell. I also make old-fashioned brooches. These are for sale in my Etsy shop.
For 13 years continuously, I homeschooled some or all of our four children, but the time came that our homeschool had to be closed. It was the end of a beautiful chapter in my life. I will always be a strong supporter of homeschooling and I will continue to review books and maintain my homeschool website, The Healthy Homeschool. The Players
Lil Ol' Me
Son Daniel, 23
Son, Big Joe, 20
Son, John, 17
Daughter, Michaela, 13
Annie Fatso Beagle
My Symphony
To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never. In a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony.
William Henry Channing
1810-1884
What You Do Sow a thought, reap an action.
Sow an action, reap a habit.
Sow a habit, reap a character.
Sow a character, reap a destiny.
Contact Me 
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Dear Lynn,
I don’t see any weeds from here! Everything looks so green and beautiful. I love the pots on the bench; so full of potential!
And all of us have our down days; as long as we keep trying, that’s what counts in the end.
Love,
Marqueta
We are the same way with “weeds”,lol.
Dear Marqueta, I think you and I agree on the beauty of “weeds.” Thanks for the kinds words. I want to be joyful every day. Keeping a home is such a privilege.
Kate, you and I are on the same page with weeds too! LOL.
Happy Tuesday,
Lynn
I thought of you today as I noticed “weeds” on the side of my house(we’ve had heavy rains lately too).
The weed stems had 3 leaves, like shamrocks and tiny, pretty yellow flowers growing from them. I don’t know what they’re called, but they were pretty none the less. I decided to let them be.
Tanya, it sounds like wood sorrel. If so, it’s from the genus oxalis. I love the way the leaves taste. It is edible, but you don’t want to eat too much because of the oxalic acid.
If you thought of me when you saw “weeds” then you’ve figured me out.
Lynn
Hi Lynn,
I stopped by for a visit via your blog! There is always such a genuine spirit in your thoughts and the sharing you do. Thank you for that.
I was really touched by your treasure box. It reminded me of a Christmas about 25 years ago. The girls were just little ones. We had been blessed with a prosperous year so we purchased a larger number of presents that year. (far more than any of them needed but we could so we did!) The point to my rambling is this…at the end of the evening after every gift was opened and the girls had been playing John and I realized that they were awfully quiet! They had taken the 1/2 dozen boxes the gifts had been stored in and made a train out of them while amidst them lay the toys and gifts that Santa had brought. We learned a valuable lesson that Christmas and the girls had a great time using their own imaginations and some real ingenuity. John suggested that we get new boxes of all shapes and sizes the following year! So we did! They became a castle I think! Anyway, it was a treat to be reminded of simpler times. Thanks so much,
Diane
Thank you, Diane. I always enjoy reading your comments. Aren’t boxes great?
Sounds like your girls had a blast. I vaguely remember making a train with boxes when we were little. So fun!
Lynn
PS – We are nearly through with Hamlet. It took us awhile but I wanted us to really read it slowly and enjoy every line. I’ll certainly write about it when we’re done. We are amazed at Hamlet’s wit, which is, of course, Shakespeare’s wit!