~Remember~

The wind swirled in the midnight air.

A leaf let go its feathery home and rushed with the flow.

The stars hid behind the streaking billows high above.

The moon gleamed from the eastern sky, the grass soft and cool underfoot.

And but for the wind in the trees; quiet reigned.

A figure stood, alone in the swirling breath, a child cradled against her chest.

She remained, still.

The babe was nestled tightly, he was safe; secure; asleep. Yet he was lost, so far away in a world of dreams.

The shadows drifted about the pair; both lost in dreams.

He lost in sleep, she lost in the present.

Her hand reached down to touch the warm foot of the child, his little hand clung to her garment.

They were connected, yet in two different worlds; worlds perfect, strange, wonderful and mysterious.

The air moved, the trees danced, the clouds drifted, the moon glimmered, the grass rippled, stars appeared and disappeared, and the two beings in the autumn air warmed each other, everything was perfect.

The babe slept, content with the warmth and a heartbeat. The woman smiled, content with the moment.

She turned wandering toward the lights of home.

The wind whispered to her as she moved; one word, one thought, one dream: ‘remember’.

The woman breathed to the moon, ‘I will remember this moment… forever.’

 

~Sunny~

 

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Goats

A couple days ago, my Dad and I went to a farm nearby, in search of the perfect goat. At the farm, there were over thirty goats, all in a big herd running around their pasture. I was looking for a pregnant goat, so we asked the farmer which nannies were pregnant, there were 3-5 that were pregnant at that time, so that helped me decide faster, which one I was going to buy, as I was pretty sure I wanted a pregnant goat!

Almost immediately I noticed a small nanny goat with a unique and memorable pattern on her sides, she was mostly black and white, but had some pretty brown in parts of the black. She was pregnant, so that put her considerably higher on the list of possibilities. After much consideration… just kidding 🙂 I decided I would buy the little black and white goat. I would’ve considered buying another goat had they been a little less money, but the way it was; I just decided to buy her.

When we told the farmer that I was only going to buy that goat, he told us that when goats are alone, they can stop eating and can lose their babies if they’re pregnant. He suggested that he could loan us another goat, to be a friend of the black one, and when she has her baby, we could give the loaned one back. We thought that sounded like a good idea, so I bought the black and white goat, and the farmer loaned us a white goat.

The white goat was still wet, which means she is still producing milk, so I basically bought a pregnant goat, (If you milk pregnant goats, the milk will be sour, but the black and white goat that I bought was having her first kid, so she didn’t have any milk, sour or normal.) and got another for free, that I can milk, and keep the milk! 🙂

We brought them home and set them up with water and a scoop of feed, which they devoured! Unfortunately, the white goat is a little mean to the black and white goat; butting her out of the way when food comes!

On one side of the black and white one, there is the shape of a head and shoulders, so I decided to name her Silhouette, here’s a picture to see what I mean:

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Can you see the head and shoulders in black?

The other goat had no particularly unique features, so I couldn’t use that as a way to name her, asked my dad if he wanted to name her. He named her Barnabas… okay it’s a bit of a weird name for a female goat, but it means “son of encouragement”.

Now, it may seem weird to have a female goat named a man’s name, but we have a bit of a pattern of that; about 6-7 years ago, the first goats we ever bought, we named Heidi and Buddy, so, we like naming our goats weird names! Their nicknames are Barny and Silly. 🙂

Silhouette is pretty shy now, but she is warming up to me. Barny has been pretty good with me since I got her, but she is still a little mean to Silly.

So, now I have to get up at 6:30 AM every day to milk Barny, and then go out at 6:30 PM to milk her again! The milk tastes pretty good, and I’m hoping to make some Goat-Milk Soap and sell it, to gain back some of the money it took to buy Silhouette!

Here are some pictures of my goats:

 

 

A Sunset On An Icy Beach!

Just a couple of pretty pictures I took when my brother Duke and I walked down to the beach to watch the sunset!

Now, which one of us do you think is the better photographer? 🙂

Spring 2018

Spring is here.

The smell of Spring is on the breeze, purple crocuses are budding in the Periwinkle foliage, and tulip, daffodil, and hyacinth bulbs are shooting their greens leaves out of the earth, ready to explode open any day. The sun sets later, and the trees are starting to turn green again!

Every now and then, there comes a morning where fresh snow is on the ground and the air is crisp and cold. Even though it makes you wonder if Spring will ever come; I don’t mind the snow all that much, in fact, I think it makes us appreciate the warmth of Spring all the more!

Here are my favourite things about Spring;

I LOVE the smell in the air. I don’t know where it comes from, maybe the thawing earth, the wind that blows away Winter, or maybe just the magic of new life! If you’ve never smelled it; go outside and breath deeply of Spring.

I love new life, of every sort, and Spring is when so many lives begin; baby birds hatch out of their eggs, little forest animals give birth to their young, sprouts shoot up out of the earth, trees turn green again! It’s beautiful.

Go outside, go for a walk in the park, in nature. And pause, take your time, don’t rush by; notice the small green things, notice the burrows, the leaves, the mud. Take off your shoes and enjoy the feeling of mud on your feet. Spot a nest. Be present; notice things you haven’t. Be free, run barefoot through the moist grass, let your pants get soaked, sing and dance and praise God for creating all the wonderful creations around you!

Welcome Spring.

~ I Walk On The Wind ~

I walk on the wind,
Above the clouds,
Where east and west part,
In hidden shrouds.

I walk on the wind,
Away from the world,
On wings made of flowing,
Glistening pearl.

I walk on the wind,
Away from it all,
I walk without fear,
I know I won’t fall.

I walk on the wind,
A hand holds me high,
I cling to the hand,
In a father-child tie.

I walk on the wind,
A spirit in the mist,
I look down to earth,
The ground hot; sun-kissed.

I walk on the wind,
Far away from me,
I float on the breeze,
Indeed I am free.

I walk on the wind,
No more reason to compete,
I die to the old,
Finally I am complete.

I walk on the wind,
Guided by a hand unseen,
I fly freely,
Yet on that hand I lean.

I walk on the wind,
I fly unbound,
In all the world,
I have been found.

I walk on the wind,
I fly from me,
I float on the breeze,
I fly free.

Trip To Tobermory!

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Our Bus and Trailer beside a transport truck, we’re longer!

About two weeks ago, at around eight o’clock in the morning, my whole family packed up our mini-bus and camper-trailer, and headed off to Tobermory!

We drove for about three hours until we got to Owen Sound, where we stopped and met the lovely couple who run a bed and breakfast, called The Highland Manor, where my dad stays when he works there. The bed and breakfast is a beautiful eighteenth century mansion, and it felt like I had stepped back in time a hundred years, it was amazing! Another thing that was interesting about it was that years before, a midwife had owned the building, and used it for a maternity hospital; a safe place for women to give birth.  I found that especially interesting, as I want to be a midwife myself!

After about an hour, we said goodbye and got on our way again.

When we got to our campground, two families we knew were already there; five families (us and four other families) had planned to stay at the same campground. We said ‘hello’ and started setting up our site.

All the families got together that night for a campfire, and that was a great way to start out the camping trip!

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Campfire

Over the next three days, we got to enjoy some really fun experiences, including; swimming in the campground’s pool, playing ‘Capture the Flag’, playing frisbee, having campfires, walking everywhere barefoot, testing out some campfire snack ideas, going to ‘the Grotto’, going to the Singing Sands beach, and a lot of other things!

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Enjoying a break from our hike!

The Grotto is a beach on the Bruce Peninsula, it is all rocky with huge stone cliffs, and caves with water for their floor! It was beautiful there, a very worthwhile place to visit if you are ever in Tobermory!

 

 

Singing Sands beach is also very neat, when we were there the air was cold and the water was warm, which made the water actually steam!

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Singing Sands Beach

There was a beautiful trail made out of wooden boards, and while walking on it, me and one of my friends noticed a strange kind of flower with rubbery petals, we wondered what it was. After walking for a bit longer, we realized it was the flower of a kind of Pitcher-Plant, then we ran back and told the rest of our families and friends.

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The strange flowers!

The Pitcher-Plants’ leaves, which are the reason for its name, are shaped like little pitchers, inside the leaf; tiny hairs point downwards, the leaves are half-filled with some kind of liquid that helps digest bugs that fall into this amazing flytrap! I think it is amazing how God thinks of everything!

 

I read on a sign at the end of the trail, that even the smooth, tall stem of the flower helps bugs to slip down into the leaves, and the tiny hairs that point down make it almost impossible for insects to escape, then the plant digests them! The sign also said since sometimes soil is missing a certain kind of nutrient that plants need, not a lot of plants can live in those places, but since bugs are full of the nutrient, Pitcher-Plants are able to grow where not a lot of that kind of nutrient in the soil! Isn’t God amazing?

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The trail that we saw Pitcher-Plants by!

After four days and four nights, everyone packed up and headed home again, but since renovations were still going on at our new house, one family asked if we wanted to camp at their house for a night, we excepted, and had a fun night and half-day at their house, then we headed home, (though we did stop at a park for a picnic supper!).

 

When we got home, everyone was tired, sticky, itchy, sandy, dirty, and sweaty, but everyone was glad to be home! (And I admit I’m glad to not be sleeping on the pull-out couch in the main room of our trailer, which also happened to be right in front of the front door!) After all that fun and excitement, I’m certainly glad to be home!

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My trailer bed!

Thank you Jesus for such a great trip!

Rainstorms

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Beautiful clouds!

A few days ago, my mom and dad decided that we should go to the beach, and we all thought it was a great idea, because it was a warm day and all of us were sweating! We got into our swimsuits, put my four youngest siblings in two double-strollers, packed up some beach-toys, and started walking.

As we walked, we kept glancing over in the direction of the lake; dark, angry clouds were rolling towards us from over the lake. We walked quickly, hoping either that the storm would pass by us, or that we would at least get a few minutes at the beach, and a dry walk home. We got to the beach entrance, and ran down the sand to the water. Above the lake, dark grey clouds brooded; a long, caterpillar-like cloud seemed to be the leader of them; pulling them towards the shore, and towards us.

As I stood in awe, looking up at the approaching storm clouds, and listening to the thunder, I knew I had a choice between being afraid, or being amazed. I knew I could flee from the storm, or run into it.

I ran into it.

I ran into the water and stood in it; I was not afraid. I knew that God protected me, God protected my family, and nothing could hurt us.

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A storm approaching our old house

Some of my brothers and my dad, ran out until the water reached their waists, and dove under, we were all laughing as me and my mom ran out into the water. As soon as everyone who wanted to get wet was wet, we turned around and started running home, we all started feeling little sprinkles of rain, so we packed the four youngest into the strollers again, threw some towels over them, and continued running. The rain started pounding down, and I ran as fast as I could. The rain stung my face and neck, so I covered my face with my arms and kept running, I smiled and laughed all the way home.

When my whole family got home, we all gathered in the garage; everyone was soaked and laughing. We all got changed and got cozy for a family movie-night, but when we looked outside again, it had stopped raining completely! So, we hung up our wet swimsuits and let them dry on the clothesline.

A few days earlier, my dad took six of my younger siblings for a bike-ride, to our local community center to play at the playground there, and two of my other brothers were out looking for edible wild-plants. That left me, my mom, and my older brother Dorian at home; we thought it would be nice if we could bike down to the park with a picnic lunch, and eat it there. So my mom packed up a delicious lunch, and sent it with Dorian, who unicycled to the park a little before be biked there. After Dorian left, we finished up a few things, strapped on our helmets, got on our bikes, and headed off!

When we got to the park, we found everyone playing happily on the playground, but we had just parked our bikes, when we started feeling little drops of rain. I took my one-year-old sister Nova out of the baby-swing, and ran to the nearby pavilion; it looked like it had only been made a year before, and had a bunch of nice, new, (and perfectly long) picnic-tables. We sat at one of the tables, and started eating lunch. Outside it started raining heavily, it rained the whole time we were eating lunch, but then the rain stopped, and the sun came out, just as we were finishing up!

I find it interesting that the first time God made it rain, He perfectly timed it so that we would be under a shelter the whole time it rained, and the rain didn’t hinder us in any way, and the second time, He perfectly timed it that we would be out during the rain, and have shelter after the rain was over!

I love rainstorms, and I love being in them, I love hearing the thunder, and seeing the lightning, and seeing the plants watered. When there is a thunderstorm, the grass and trees always seem more bright, green and alive! Every time I hear thunder, I think of how mighty, and powerful, and strong our God is! So strong that even storms are under His control!

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Clouds!

Sunset

 

 

Last night, me, my brother Dorian, and my dad, went biking around our new neighborhood, (actually Dorian was on his 36″ wheel unicycle, here is his blog post about it). We had been biking for a while, when I noticed the colour of the sky; the horizon, where the sun was about to go down, was a beautiful mixture of bright pink, orange and yellow. I asked my dad if we could bike down to see the sunset, and he thought it was good idea, so we started biking west.

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Since we have been staying at our new house by the beach, we have been able to go to the beach a lot, as our new house is only a ten minute walk from the beach.

When we got to the beach, the sky was amazing; above us, dark clouds rolled, to the west and north the brilliant colours of the sunset shone in a thin line on the horizon, the sun was still behind the dark clouds, but that didn’t hold back its light!_DSC0106

A little while later, we biked back to a pier, that is about one minute from our new house, and met two of my other brothers there. We walked out on the pier and watched the sun sink into the lake. We got some photos, but none of them could even get close to matching the glory and majesty of the view!

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It was amazing to see the sun sinking quickly, and yet slowly, at the same time, I don’t think I could ever get tired of watching the sun set! I’m amazed at how God’s creativeness; how He can make hundreds and thousands of sunsets, and yet not one is the same as another. IMG_3734

Some sunsets are beautiful because of the many colours, others are because of the beautiful clouds, others are because of their beautiful surroundings, and some are beautiful because of a mix of all those. Imagine the sun sinking behind a mountain range, or on a prarie, or a lake, or a forest! _DSC0087

Just think, God could have made just one kind of sunset, God could have made the sun set behind blank, grey clouds every night. But instead he creates each sunset new and unique every night! God is so amazing, and seeing the magic He puts into things that happen every day makes me love Him more and more!

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Funny quote:

My little brothers; Tobin and Tucker, probably about 7 and 5 at the time:
Tucker: “What is the Grand Canyon?”
Tobin: “A place you go to see the sunset!”

Sparkles & Dirt

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Ducks & Geese

About five days ago, my family hitched up our big camping-trailer to our mini-bus, packed them both up with blankets, pillows, food, books, clothes, and a few extra mattresses, and set off for four days of adventure!

We drove for about two hours, until we got to our destination; the Meyers’ house.  The Meyers are great friends of ours, and they also have ten kids (and happen to own a mini-bus almost exactly the same as ours!). We set up the camper, unpacked a bit, and played for a few hours, then went to bed.

In the next three-and-a-half days, we had a great time; making dioramas (more about that later!), foraging for fiddle-heads, ‘garage-saling’, making dandelion jelly (that didn’t actually work very well), making apple-crisp and strawberry-banana ice-cream, playing uncountable games of ‘kick-the-can’ (kick the soccer-ball, actually 🙂 ), kayaking, canoeing, playing with Guinea Pigs, taking care of little children, swinging in hammocks, doing the horse’s hair, and playing one, epic, late-night game of ‘Capture-the-Flag’ with both the dads!

There were a few not-so-enjoyable parts as well, like burning myself multiple times on a hot glue-gun, or when I tripped and grabbed the nearest tree, which also happened to be covered in inch-long thorns, but I personally think that the god times utterly drown out the bad.

One day, me and my two friends, Piper Meyer, and Winter Meyer, walked for about a kilometer, in search of fiddle-heads – fiddle-heads are baby ferns, that are still rolled up. We sold them to a man who sold them to fancy restaurants. We found a really good place for picking them, and were probably gone for two or three hours, just picking and picking! In the end, we had about eight pounds altogether.

Also, Me, Piper, Winter, and my little sister Snowy, all went boating in the river in a kayak and a canoe; we paddled for a long time, probably and hour, until we came to a bridge, where we stopped and pulled the boats up on land, and the two dads picked us tired, black-fly covered girls up (I actually put a bag over my head, to keep black-flies out of my face!).

Me and Winter also put up the mini-horse’s tail, mane, and forelock, I braided her mane, Winter braided her forelock, and I did a fishtail-braid in her tail. That was fun, as none of my little sisters have hair that long or that thick!

We did a bunch of activities like those, but the one craft we were mainly working on, was making dioramas. A diorama is a mini-landscape – ours were made out of foam, glue, paint, glue, wire, tooth-picks, glue, hairspray, kitty-litter, glue, a few materials made especially for diorama-making, and some people used glitter. Oh, and lots of glue!

First, we cut out our platforms, and rocks out of foam, then, we glued the ‘rocks’ to our platforms with a glue-gun.  The thing is, if you want it to look more realistic, you want to cut out tiny little pieces, to look like rises and hills. Next, we glued on burlap, with the glue-gun, and pushed it into all the cracks we wanted to see, then, with a paintbrush, we painted white glue all over it, to make the burlap hard.

Once the glue was dried we painted whatever color each person wanted. I painted one of mine white (for snow) and the other one dark-green, light-green and gold. We also painted our rocks grey, though I painted mine silver (most of us left our rocks alone, not covering them with burlap). Then the fun really began! We sprinkled this powder-dust that looks like moss when you put it on, and then we sprayed hairspray on it to make it stick!

We made trees from tooth-picks, wire, paint, and another kind of chunky moss-like stuff, that was for making trees and bushes. I made two rivers, out of glue-gun glue, white glue, and blue and glitter, and it turned out better than I thought it would! It was really fun to be so creative, and be able to make your own little world!

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All of the people who made dioramas!

After four wonderful days and four tired nights, filled with the noise of two large families, we are back at home again. I personally, looking forward to my warm, cozy bed, because every time I woke up on the little pull-out couch in the trailer, I would feel really cold!

After four amazing, dirty, muddy, wet, happy, fun, slimy, cold, windy, sparkly, warm, sticky, dusty, cozy days, with twenty-three amazing other people, I’m glad to be home!

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Home at last!

 

Spring is here!

DSCN1940I love Spring, not only because it is getting warmer outside, but also because of all the new life! We may not always see the life springing forth all around us, but just imagine the insides of trees – their sap is running, their blood is flowing again! Little sprouts are shooting up all around us, and soon their colors will come bursting out into the world!

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Beautiful Blue Hyacinth!

Just recently, I saw a robin with a long piece of straw in its beak, it flew from one tree to another, looking for the perfect place to raise its young. Finding the most secure place to let her children hatch.

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Magnolia Blossom

In Spring the color of the world is renewed; after the whites, greys, and blacks of winter, everything is exploding with pinks, purples, blues, greens, reds, yellows, and so many more colors! The sky is a brilliant blue, the grass is a bright green; purple and white crocuses shoot up from the old dried leaves; pink, white, and purple-blue hyacinths grow tall in the protection of their own leaves, and dazzling yellow daffodils smile happily in the sunlight.

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Little Blue Scilla Flowers

Spring is here at last, the world is being refreshed, the birds are singing in the gentle breeze, and everything is bright and happy.

Everything is being created again by Jesus; the creator of all things!