A Beautiful Life

My weekend...

Off on Friday, We took Ariel to the vet. No worries, she's fine, but I was worried nonetheless. She's my second child. After, Noah and I took Henry to Bethel Beach. We were the only ones there. It was beautiful as always. There is a new to me cut that separates the beach now. In March the water is still too cold to wade across, but we will be back soon...with waders.

Then we went to Holly Hill Antique Farm where Noah attempted to trade the deer head he brought back from the dump. No trade, but he was offered a part time job when he is old enough to work off the pumpkin farm. It is one of Noah's favorite places to visit. He's excited.

On Saturday, I taught a class at Jamestown 4-H Center's Arts and Robotics Camp.  In my class youth made mobiles from wire and tissue paper and modge podge glue. I got to work with one of the new summer staff members, Kendall. She was AWESOME, and she told a great camper joke that was even related to my program. How do you get a tissue to dance? You just put a little boogie in it.  While I was at camp, Noah went to the livestock swap at Tractor Supply and came back with these:

He asked if I was mad after he set them up at the farm. Mad, how could I be mad? And what would the point be... The birds already have a home.

  After that we went to a birthday party for the sweetest girl in the world. Jazzy turned 6. Of course there was the usual confusion about who was celebrating a birthday, so I arrived with a birthday gift for her grandad as well. There was much laughter and a  big heap of fun. Some people had a few too many Mojitos, but I stuck with the Moscato and sipped slowly. It was a fun scene to watch. Someone had enough Mojitos to survive being in a room full of people poking fun at the Tea Party and its trans- vaginal probes. It was good hanging out with the Chandlers again. Milly, the laughing lady behind Noah is one of my favorite ladies on the planet. She radiates joy like my mom.

 I am lucky to have a few of those kind of ladies in my life. They are the neon beacons that point the way. I'm sure they show up better on infa-red radar than just about anything else on this crazy planet. They just glow. If you have them in your life, you know you are blessed.

 So now it is Sunday.  Noah and I went to Hampton to hear my friend Bert speak at Harbor Point Community Church.  If you are looking for a picture, I didn't take the camera.  Bert is an awesome speaker, and today was no exception. He spoke beautiful words of truth into my heart. We had to make an abrupt exit at the end when Noah discovered chicken poop on his pants from morning chores, but we enjoyed meeting church members and look forward to our next visit.  You can see Bert's sermon is here.

That picture to the left is one that Noah took on our walk at Bethel Beach.  Lovely weekend. And now we are making homemade pizza and everyone has to make their own cause we don't like the other one's sauces. I like mine with pesto and no tomato sauce. 

Peace and Love, and I hope everyone had a fantastic weekend! Krista