Saturday, June 15th, 2013

Hidden art in a hayfield


The long walk to the mailbox yesterday evening was pointless if letters  The Hidden Art of Homemakingwere the only goal. But it was far from fruitless from Edith Schaeffer’s outlook of taking pleasure in the everyday beauty around you.

Almost hidden in the hayfield were a couple of stalks of bright orange butterfly weed in the neighborhood of lots of delicate fleabane. At least, I think that’s what those wildflowers are called. Tell me if I’m wrong.

Whatever they’re called, they brighten our breakfast table.

There’s lots more about our new place where we’re living this year at my travel blog–Tell Me When to Pack.

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3 Responses to “Hidden art in a hayfield”

  1. That is lovely. I was convicted listening to your husband’s podcast that God doesn’t mean for us to sit out and look at our surroundings for the remainder of our days when there is a lost world waiting; but it must be wonderful to have this interlude. Thankful you have this gift from God.

  2. Thank you for sharing. I own this book, but haven’t gotten around to reading it. I think it would be the encouragement I need for the summer. Thank you for your encouragement!
    Mama of six, almost five to almost 17

  3. Beautiful! Miss you friend!

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