Recent vintage finds for the shop. | New family tradition: German breakfast on Sunday mornings.
Easter present bubbles from Scout and Joebee. | Easter present trains from Mama and Papa.
Photo props from Batch Bakehouse for a Vintage Soup photo shoot. | Impromptu cookie date with this handsome fella.
|"APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding|
|Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing|
|Memory and desire, stirring|
|Dull roots with spring rain."|
This has been a tough week, and it's only Wednesday. Luther has a cold, again, and is demanding constant and complete attention at all times. And while I am beyond grateful that we have not been in the path of recent destruction that those to our south have had to face, the weather here for the past three days, and indeed, forecasted for the upcoming six, can only be described as utterly dismal and bound to drive even the sunniest of dispositions into a deep depression. However, I've been reading One Thousand Gifts, a gift from my sister, and I'm learning to be thankful for the good and for the challenging. While my list of God gifts is long, today I am especially thankful for the extra affection Luther lavishes on me when he is ill and for Piercen's steadfastness when I despair that spring, and warmth, and normality, will never return.
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord,
"plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."