You make beautiful things out of the dust
I've felt hushed lately.
It's been, uncharacteristically, in the 70s and 80 for over a week now, so we live each day as if it might snow tomorrow. I definitely remember snow-covered daffodils last year!
Living like that gives little room for writing here. We've:
- visited multiple parks
- had lots of playdates
- gone to the zoo
- planted part of the garden
- mowed the grass
- played in the dirt
- broken in new shoes
- gotten new summer clothes
I'm overwhelmed with the blessing of strong, healthy girls and a loving husband, who makes me shamrock french toast on St. Patrick's Day.
Thank you, Jesus for showing me all the beautiful things you make out of dust today.
Linking with Ann.