Over at the Nesting Place , The Nester has been taking us through a series of 31 Days to a Less Messy Nest . I have been following closely,...

Thirty-eight years ago today, the Holy Spirit wooed my heart and, as a twelve-year-old girl, I accepted God's gift of grace in the pers...

Grammar has never taken a front row seat in our homeschool. I have taught grammar to each of my children, but only for a season, never in an...

...pumpkins ...colorful mums ...outdoor projects ...an apple donut for breakfast ...a Pumpkin Spice Frappuccino ...TV treats ...an outdoor...

It's so hard to wait!

if I am content to heal a hurt slightly, saying "Peace, peace," where there is no peace; if I forget the poignant word "Let...

There was once a baby named Benjamin who laid on my sofa. So tiny, so new, so sweet. newborn Ben I loved Ben, as I have loved all of my gra...

Yes, I have been neglecting this blog a bit lately. Ever since we picked Kati up from the airport exactly one month ago, it seems that we ha...

We continue collecting our little grains of sand during this school year. It is one of the most gratifying parts of our day, a time that h...

At a family gathering this weekend, my mom picked up a book of poetry by Christina Rossetti from our school stack, and thumbed through it. ...

I had been counting down the days. She would arrive home on the eighth of September, just one day short of three months since the day I had...

It has happened before . Bekah's copywork has captured my own thoughts, my own heart. Yesterday, she copied a short poem by Charles Wesl...

As I breezed out of my back door yesterday, my mind was preoccupied with the errands I was running and the details of a game party the girls...

The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore. ~ Psalm 121:8

And so ends the long summer. It was a long one. It was hot. (And I don’t like heat.) The air conditioning in my vehicle was hit and miss. (A...