Saturday, August 29

tomato time

After a morning of soccer, we came home to these beauties. They are wonderfully large plump canning tomatoes!


Our local farm market has had the most wonderful produce this summer and at great prices.  With the temperatures outside going up this coming week, the goal was to get them canned in a much cooler kitchen.  My youngest has been wanting to help with canning tomatoes, so we worked as a team and were able to do them in no time.


21 quart jars of yummy delicious tomatoes for our winter chili!  I think I may pick up some more while the getting is good and add to our food pantry!

Blessings,
Tammy ~@~


Friday, August 28

alone



Wowza!  Last Friday in August!  I am absolutely stunned by how quickly this month has passed!  Writing for five minutes on one word will pass even more quickly.  So I will write on the word of the week - ALONE - for five minutes, no editing, post it, link it up at Kate's Five Minute Friday, and check out the link before mine to leave a word of encouragement behind.  Feel free to join this fast paced writing community! Ready!  Set!  Write!


::alone::

Most people tend to lump the two words together — alone and lonely — but I'm here to say that they aren't the same.

I grew up in a small quiet kind of family.  I married and had a large loud kind of family.

Now that my family is growing up and slowly moving out of the house one by one, our shrinking household has grown quieter.  There is still a wonderfulness when everyone comes home and there's lots of food and lots of conversation and lots of activity, but I have to confess that I enjoy this season of life of heading back toward a quieter house.

Like today.  Everyone had something going on and the house was completely quiet starting at 6:30 AM.  I did have to run errands a couple of times today, but generally speaking, I spent the day alone.  And it was wonderful!  I wandered around the house taking care of this and that without the usual interruptions so I could concentrate and actually accomplish a few things.  Did I mention that it was wonderful?!  

Perhaps if I was always alone, I'd eventually feel lonely?  But perhaps not.  There are so many things I enjoy doing on my own — such as reading, quilting, writing, gardening, volunteering — I think I could stay busy and content for a long time!

How about you?  Does alone and lonely go together or not?

STOP!

Blessings,
Tammy ~@~

Thursday, August 27

same thing looking back


Rarely do I ever do a Throw Back Thursday post here or anywhere, but I couldn't pass up this opportunity.  Over the past few weeks I've been doing a bit of deep cleaning and in the process ran across four issues of Seventeen from the year of 1974.  In the midst of my high school career, I apparently carved out time to read a few issues of this magazine.  It was a large-sized magazine with lots of glossy pictures.  What's interesting is the catchy titles back then could be on a magazine of today. Things like:

*Young America Today: Growing up in a Broken Home

*Dance Away Your Flab

*Can Love be Forever?

*Beauty Makeovers

*Surviving a Break-up & How to Bounce Back

*Fall Forecast of Great Looks

*Plus all the usual articles about music, movie stars, recipes, beauty products

Times really haven't changed much over the past 41 years, have they?

Blessings,
Tammy ~@~

Saturday, August 15

a rare sunflower


My daughter's flowerbed within our garden has the claim to the first open sunflower.  This may be one of the darkest sunflowers we have ever had in the garden.  It actually looked black when we saw it from the garden gate.


It was surprising to see how much red was in the sunflower when I downloaded the pictures onto my computer.  It has a beauty of its own.

From my window this morning, I can see a plain old regular yellow sunflower has opened as well close by to the other one.  Glad she wasn't too intimidated to bloom where she was planted.  A good lesson for all of us as they both have beauty!

Blessings,
Tammy ~@~

Friday, August 14

to learn

The Fridays of August are swiftly fleeting!  My fingers need to be just as swift as I write for five minutes on one word, no editing, post it, link it up at Kate's Five Minute Friday, and leave behind a word of encouragement on the link before mine.  Feel free to join in!  This week's word is LEARN. Ready?  Set?  Write!


::learn::

Groaning in the early morning as I picked all the green beans in the garden, I repeated what I seem to say every single year....Why are the beans always ready for canning during the hottest most humid time of the year?  With no air conditioning it is one hot task in our kitchen.  Yet every winter when the temperatures plunge into the sub-zero range as we crack open a jar of garden green beans for summer, I am immediately thankful for the memory of warm summer days.  
Perhaps part of the groan comes from having most of my family growing up and heading out of the house.  The ones still at home are busy working summer jobs.  That leaves my youngest to be a helper with all the tasks of a large garden.

She knows the usual bean routine.  It was decided I'd be the bean washer, she'd snip the ends, and I would cut them up. Usually once they are cut, I do all the canning.  BUT, then she mentioned that she wanted to learn how to do the canning, too, this summer.  Suddenly it didn't feel quite so hot and humid as my heart skipped a beat.  There is just something wonderful about passing on homemaking arts that are headed toward extinction.  It's such a wonderful way to teach all the tricks of the trade to someone who actually wants to learn!  

More importantly, I want her to learn to be thankful for the provision God blesses us with WHENEVER He blesses us....even during the hottest most humid time of the year....which means an attitude check for this mama.  Time to wash up, snip the ends, and cut out the groaning!

STOP!

Blessings,
Tammy ~@~

Wednesday, August 12

all the lions are beat

a random tiger lily that popped up this summer

My devotional this morning talked a bit about Daniel and the crazy world he lived in.  It specifically referenced Daniel 6 about Daniel's unwavering faith which always came first in his life, even when at risk of worldly consequences, you know, like being thrown in a lions' den.  

"Many things in your life are out of control.  You face many things that make you feel unprepared, small, or weak.  But you must not give way to thinking that your life is out of control.  You need to remind yourself of the truths that Daniel confronts us all with — that over all the trouble that confounds and dismays us is a God of glorious wisdom, power, and grace who rules every moment of every situation. No, you will not see his hand.  You often won't understand what he is doing. There will be points when life won't make sense to you. At times, you will wish that life could be different. There will be moments when you will feel unprepared for what is on your plate.  In these moments, look up and remember that above all there is a throne, and on it sits a God of unimaginable majesty, ruling all for his glory and for his good." ~Paul David Tripp

It was a good reminder to me at a time when the world around me doesn't make sense and things definitely feel out of control.  God has not left the throne.  He's got it!

Blessings,
Tammy ~@~

Friday, August 7

right here


Oh, the joy of Friday and the arrival of a new weekend!  It also marks the time to sit down for five minutes and chatter a bit about one word, no editing, post it at Kate's Five Minute Friday, then leave a word of encouragement at the post before yours.  The word for today is HERE.  Ready?  Set?  GO!

::here::

About twenty-five years ago when our family was growing, we put an addition onto our home that included a master bedroom/bathroom.  The blessing that came with it was an alcove that was about five by eight feet.  That space very quickly became my space as a desk, a table with a lamp, and my rocking chair filled it.  



It is here where my quiet time is spent — devotional time in the morning and vegging time in the evening. The window behind my rocking chair reveals my garden.  Little scraps of paper notes are everywhere. Pictures of my kids are on the wall.  My desk groans under the weight of so many important odds and ends. And the cat and I constantly do battle over the desk chair with a blanket thrown on it and my rocking chair with a warm fuzzy fleece blanket covering it.  

Being one of the quietest places in a very busy household, it is here where I think, I pray, I cry, I laugh, I read, I plan, I write.  And over the years it has become a sheltered cherished place where I can safely wrestle with God. 

Do you have a place like that?  A quiet place that is just yours?  A safe haven you can always run to where you'll find Him waiting for you? My hope is that if you don't, you'll find one soon!

STOP!

Blessings,
Tammy ~@~
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