There are some moments in life when you just want to lean back and etch a scene into your mind forever. Sitting tucked into the corner of the gorgeous old dark wood benches in one of my favorite spots in Smithfield last Saturday across from a very handsome gentleman and sketching out ideas for a new song we are writing as the summer sunshine poured through the window opposite was one of those moments. Another one was later that night when we found ourselves on a dock, feasting on cheese and chocolate and drinking in the starlight and feeling very small indeed and yet even more profoundly loved by God in this grand world He created and redeemed. He knows that we are dust and yet he loves us to unspeakable depths. To live in the mind boggling reality that each moment is his particular gift to us ordained from eternity past - whether it bring overflowing joy or inexplicable suffering - brings an ever deepening joy and peace and meaning to life. "We are all between the paws of the true Aslan"
From Candlelight to compost.
One last jam session with my dear Mary before she leaves town.
Long overdue coffee with Melody after her month of travels in New Zealand and Indonesia.
Midweek Jam Session
Last teaching day at RSA
A Sunday Night Pie in our new pie plate!
A happy new Apron from my friend Emily Arters' shop, Blackberry Blossom.
I think we both were feeling very happy and most especially southern that day :)
A bible study on the dock with a stop on the way to smell the first Magnolia blossoms of the summer
A happy drive through the country, enjoying the green canopied roads and looking dreamily at old farmhouses and cotton fields and grand old Magnolia trees.
Friday lessons with my littlest little.
The arrival of a much anticipated summer wedding invitation
Birthday Dinner for Mum
A quiet Saturday to clean and catch up on emails and cook and smell the honey suckle growing on the fence by the compost box.
After reading so much Supper of the Lamb, I definitely had the most meaningful woman-onion encounter of my life during Saturday's lunch preparation :)
An early morning at church putting together the CSA baskets from the Hope for Suffolk garden.
Aren't these just stunningly lovely?
A happy ride home
A whole Sunday afternoon on the back patio of songwriting with Josh!
On a breakout session coming up with ideas. And yes I am sitting on my compost box. It's in the shade of a great old bush and the honeysuckle is growing up the fence, sweetening the air. Somehow sitting on top of all those old things of beauty that have been sliced up and left for lost as they slowly fall to pieces and become rich soil for a new harvest of glorious abundance in a season to come just seems like the perfect place to simmer through the stories and thoughts and doctrines which will work their way out into a song based on the book of Job.
The look of a man hatching a melody...
A family walk in the sunshine to finish off the day
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