My Beautiful Thing

Beauty in the baking!  Mastering homemade stuffed crust pizza, 'snail bread', burger buns and making banana bread muffins with my little sous chef.  Delicious and beautiful.

Beauty in new growth.  The spring is warming up it feels good.

This little spruce tree is pushing forward new growth.

We too, blessed by God, are also pushing forward in new growth.

Isaiah 43:19

See, I am doing a new thing! 
    Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness 
    and streams in the wasteland.

Linking up with Brooke at http://www.brookemcglothlin.com/2012/05/shes-got-the-look-onebeautifulthing/

Mama Love

Mother's Day is coming this Sunday for many of us.

How do you celebrate your Mom or being a Mom?

He holds my face, seeing not the wrinkles or lines.

He sees my eyes smiling and knows love.

I let him, knowing that this moment is precious.

I see his eyes, and I know joy and love.

Grandmother, mother, daughter.

Auntie, sister, friend.

Each woman can wear a role.

Yet none quite measure up

as being your son's first love.

Being a Mother does not need a womb,

it needs nothing more than a heart.

A heart willing to be broken and healed

over and over again for them.

I never thought I'd be a Mom. Mama. 

Those words I resigned myself not to hear.

But God laughed at my plans and fear

and put in my arms one of His own.

I think of my Mom, and those Mothers I know.

Those Nana's and Grandmas, Aunties too.

Each mothers in a special way, and yet

we all love from the same holy place - the heart.

Oh Lord, thank you for turning this stone to a 

heart of flesh that loves, bleeds, breaks and heals.

Thank you Lord, for blessing me with

a love that has no measure this side of heaven.

Happy Mother's Day Jacki, Marlene, Diana, Zoe and all my other sisters who 

mother their own and everyone who comes their way!

My Little Cowboy

Riding Belle - this is one of his favorite things.  This is her retirement job.

Classic western profile, how I wish your Great Grandpa could see you buddy!

Learning his balance and seat the Mama way...

"Hey Mama, look at me!"

Belle actually listening to Luke...and then deciding if she is going to do as he asked!

Moving nice.

 

"Thanks Miss Belley!  Love you!"

A kiss for his favorite horse...she would have preferred a horse crunch!

That's ranch love!

One more turn

Photo prompt from Magpie Tales.

One more turn, please sir.

Just one to the right.

Should be what

we need

to set

things

aright.

Just one more.

Stop!  That should be it.

If only it were so simple to fix

all the things we have

made a mess of

here on our

beloved

earth.

but

it will take

so much more than

a turn of a hidden cog by a

wrench wielding earth mechanic

to fix what we have done.

We need to start

thinking more

about it.

Home.

She feeds us

she gives us all she has

and all she asks is for us to 

care just a little bit more

than we did before

just a tiny bit

just one

turn.

One turn

to the right, choice,

that is. Make it right and

maybe she'll be able to start

healing and breathing more 

easily, knowing that

her children do

truly know

love.

Magpie Tales photo prompt, but inspired as well by the Lorax. Unless! Unless. 

Two Stripe Man

Two stripes in jui jitsui, I'm so proud of you buddy!

 

Sensei John from Revelation Martial Arts in Steinbach does such a great job with the boys! 

 

Linking up on The MOB Society to celebrate our boys. Won't you join us?

What limits?

Can you give me a one-by-three, red?
How about the hinge piece, in grey?
I need an angle, in blue, but three wide.
Right angles, stacking on top, below.

Some special, some classic.
Given enough pieces and enough time
would a six year old build the universe?

Some from new sets, others so old.
Given enough pieces and enough time
would Daddy build a masterpiece?

Some limits are by scale and size.
Who has room for the whole ship
on the kitchen floor, where we walk?

Some limits are by imagination and age.
Who can imagine what they cannot
picture in their minds fertile and bold?

Movies made in stop action, car chase
sound effects for a space movie
cause that's all you know how to make,

If we are limited by only our heart
and by our imagination then why
are we not changing the world yet?

What if the limits that hold us back
are nothing stronger than the fears
that kept someone back before?

If a mustard seed sized faith does
mountains move, then what does
a faith the size of a one by one stud do?

Love, life and Lego...inspired by my son, playing on the floor, having a Castle, Ninja, Star Wars and Indiana Jones imagination extravaganza with an audience of dogs while the winter sun casts shadows on a drifted yard.  

Rebirth

Tired of being tucked into winter's white duvet,
I'm seeking for spring, looking for an 'away'
wanting the rebirth from the spring warm sun
and wishing for those green grasses to come.

And yet we can't complain, not really.

It's been so nice and sweet this winter.

Snow for sliding, warm sun for basking.

Makes little boys so happy and mama's too.

I do think, though, that the dogs
know the rebirth of spring best.
They can smell the earth 'wakening
and hear her stirring beneath.

Spring has so many wonders
waiting to burst forth and out.
But we shouldn't waste the fun
of playing in the snow!

Rebirth comes while we wait.
But what we do while waiting
is what makes the life worth
birthing again and again.

While I love spring and growing, this winter being so mild has given us snow and days to play outside until we are wet and tired. A perfect balance for late winter, don't you think?


I wanted to write something more 'heavy' on the Poets United "Rebirth" prompt but who can be deep and serious on a day when the snow hills are calling for laughing boys to slide and silly dogs to run?