It's a dreary Friday afternoon. It's been dreary all day. Cold, sleet and wind. I hear the ping, ping, ping of the sleet on the skylights. From where I sit I can see the laundry hanging out for the second day, blowing in the breeze and weighing down the line. The goats are complaining about being penned up in the goat shed all day. I'd better get out there and give them some more grain. I'd like to start a fire in our outdoor woodstove, but I don't want to spend all that time out there trying to get it started. Sounds like I'm complaining, doesn't it? I am.
Tomorrow, more rain or snow. All of those die-hard fisherpeople will be out on the lakes in parkas. It's tradition.
The sun will come out and the fire danger is completely passed now. We get to take a drive to Wisconsin tomorrow to visit my MIL. I like a change of scene from time to time, so I'm looking forward to that. The children and I made some scrubbing sacks for presents from a recipe that was on The Front Porch Blog some time ago. They turned out nice and we used vanilla fragrance. Smells....alot. I also made some notecards out of photographs of flowers that I'd taken. I love to take pictures of wildflowers. They hold still for their pictures. I also made my mom a laundry/cleaner kit with instructions and pure soap, borax, washing soda, etc.
Things are also happening in our family. I covet your prayers for the will of God to be done.