Outside my window... Its dark, I am writing this in the evening
I am thinking.... Wondering why, and thinking that I love the sound of Amazing Grace on Bagpipes (its on my play list) and thinking that I love the movie too
I am thankful for.... That I got kicked off Face book (I have no idea why I am thankful for that!), for the beauty of the earth, for the glory of the skies, for the love which from our birth over and around us lies, Lord of all to Thee I raise this my hymn of grateful praise. For the joy of human love, brother, sister, parent child, friends on earth and Friend above, pleasures pure and undefiled, Lord of all to Thee I raise this my hymn of grateful praise. For the gift of Thy dear Son, for the hope of heaven at last, for the Spirit's victory won, for the crown when life is past, Lord of all to Thee I raise hymns of gratitude and praise. (Wow, I just started writing 'for the beauty of the earth' and I just felt I needed to write the whole song, and I realised that is exactly what I am thankful for right now!)
I am wearing.... Black wool jumper, loose blue jeans and white socks
I am creating.... Stuff in my head, haven't transferred them to my hands yet
A keeper at home skill I am using/learning: Sewing and designing things
A spiritual lesson I'm learning.... To be content in all things
A godly character trait I plan to work on.... being content in my circumstances
For the rest of the week.... Farm work, house work and 'making stuff' work
Pictures I'd like to share:
This is the first poddy calf that I ever raised, Rosie, and her calf Buddy, my Mum found the photo the other day and I thought they were cute :D
This photo was taken just after Ayala's 15th B'day. We have a matching photo somewhere taken a couple of months ago (will post it at later date).
This, as all of you should know, lol, is a wombat. And no he is not dead, he is asleep. His name was Woko, he was the best pet EVER!!! Now I know you aren't supposed to keep wild animals as pets but when his mother met an untimely end, we picked him up (he was only about a month old) I couldn't resist asking my Dad if we could keep him. He said yes!!! We took him home and gave him some milk and put him in a box, the middle of that night he dug through the box and got under my bed and called to me (wombats have a funny call, its basically a series of grunts). From that night on he found ingenious ways of getting out of his box and finally found a way to get up on Mum and Dad's bed, lol! There are heaps more stories that I could tell but I don't have the time right now. We were all sad the day he got out of the yard and fell asleep under Dad's car.
Well I really need to go.