We’re Done.

The flags.


The mountains.


The goal.


The ball.


The hustle.


The tunnel.


The smile.


I love soccer.  I also love it when soccer is over.  With five players in the house, it’s good to be done.  Done with practices, done with soccer treats, done with games, done with tryouts, done with 4 hours of driving every day after school, done with lost shin guards.  Yes-sirree, as wonderful as it is to participate, it’s also wonderful to finish.


Time to reacquaint ourselves with play time and weekends.

HH

Nest

Last night we were working in the yard as a family when one of the children spotted something hidden in a clump of weeds…


A bird’s nest, about 8 inches in diameter, on the ground.


The five eggs were lightly speckled.  One guess is quail, but all the pictures I’ve seen of quail eggs are more mottled than these eggs were.  I haven’t noticed any quail in the yard this year, either, although I often see them running across the road about 2 blocks away.   We wondered if it could be a dove’s nest, since they sometimes nest on the ground and are unafraid of nesting around humans.  We’ve seen a lot of doves this year and can hear them all the time.  I’ve never seen dove eggs, though, and all the online pictures I’ve researched show dove eggs to be white in color with no speckles.


So, if you know what kind of eggs these are, please share!  (DAD?)  Lately I have this insatiable interest in birds.  I’m seriously considering purchasing a pair of binoculars for bird watching.

As we all gathered and peered at the eggs, showing them to the children and taking pictures, there were no agitated birds trying to warn us off.  (This was not so for my 11 year old daughter who thought that climbing into a tree to watch a mother bird and her babies would be a lot of fun until they all started chirping at her. The birds were so agitated that it frightened her and she panicked, forgetting how to climb out of  the tree.  She had to be rescued with a ladder!)

We’re starting a landscaping project, so the nest had to be moved or it would be destroyed.  We carefully relocated it with a shovel and are hoping that the eggs aren’t abandoned!


As with the children’s book I shared last week, I love this piece of land we live on.  As we all stood gathered last night, marveling at more of God’s handiwork, I thought, “Where else does a nest filled with eggs make all the difference in the world?”
Isn’t it a wonderful thing to experience things as a family?

Hopeful Homemaker

Sheep

I’ve been marveling lately at the blessing of living in an area which, although suburban, still retains much pastoral beauty.


These sheep live about 2 blocks from my house.  Most days I drive by, but today I couldn’t.  It was simply too beautiful.


This guy stood still as a statue, watching me.


This one sat contentedly.


A few wandered closer.




I loved the moss growing on the fence, the shelter of the tree overhead.


I laughed as this one went to scratch his back on a low branch.  The wad of wool indicated that he was not the first.






I find that the more I notice simple beauty in the world around me, the more alive I feel.  The more alive I feel, the more I notice.


And I can’t help but think, it really is a wonderful world.


What beautiful thing have you seen today?


Hopeful Homemaker

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