july ttmmh

“I must keep alive in myself the desire for my true country, which I shall not find till after death… I must make it the main object of life to press on to that other country and to help others do the same.”

~ C. S. Lewis, Mere Christianity


Gardening in the sun, thunder behind me

Crickets in the trees

Tim’s annual Fourth of July party with volleyball, watermelon and burgers and beans, church families, grassy kids, variety show skits and songs, and fireworks after dark

Drawing chalk animals with Anna Joy

Summer night visits with Papa Larry, driving up over the hill on his mower

Purple moth landing on my book page

Drive into town under storm clouds, listening to Howard Shore, AC on my face

Copeland family’s annual visit

A mound of succotash served with watermelon and corn bread and blueberry pie and freshly ground coffee

Lizzie swooning over a teensy mushroom

Rachel fingering the moss and Mrs. Treva saying in her gentle way, “So magical”

Hannah kneeling to paint a tiger lily into her sketchbook

Music around the piano — Switchfoot, Colony House, Andrew Peterson, Penny & Sparrow

Sparse but sweet church service

John-sized Birkenstocks

Becca, Lizzie, and I talking about our sourdough starters

Goodbye hugs

Sunday evening walk down Fairview under a cloud that opened on us

Rain falling fast in the sunlight, running off our eyebrows

Damp clothes and a game of Clue on the floor

Marigolds in a jar

Carreen’s way with words: “to go forth from and return to a place confers a homeyness upon it that merely dwelling within it cannot.”

All-Star Game

Text from Elaina

A little lady at Aldi who was the spitting image of Ms. Twiggly from my favorite children’s book

Holding Elanor against me as a storm blew over, rustling her black hair

Showing Bennett, Huddy, and Elsie around the garden, peeking at Heather the bunny, picking green beans, and explaining how I dry herbs

Rolling down the hill like I did as a kids, getting dizzy, covered in grass, and bruised

Wiffle ball under a fierce sky

Running around in the rain, letting it soak us, Elsie laughing hysterically, her shoulders pinched up and hands out to catch it

Towels and dry clothes after dark

First concert in over a year: Skye Peterson, her voice, stories, and songs about the love of Jesus

Long Subaru drive; Joel’s playlist; night sky

Morning fog and wildflowers

Long Saturday for baking and delivering zucchini bread

“Nevertheless, I am continually with you; you hold my right hand” just after, “I was brutish and ignorant; I was like a beast toward you” in Psalm 73:23, 22

Mercies that don’t wear thin

Tying up dried flowers to hang on the front door

Hot afternoon for watching the Olympics

A last, long Gia hug


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