Oliver's second to last litter belonged to Pippin, and she moved them to the woodpile hideout.
Saturday, September 26, 2020
Let us Worship
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| Columbia River Watershed |
New Stove
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| Over the past years, we burnt up our stove without a proper propane conversion kit. Lydia is grateful for a new range for her wonderful baking. Marshal and I spent an afternoon converting it from natural gas together. |
Glimpse of the best move of the summer!
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| Grandpa's collections came with him to a new home! |
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| Grandpa's friend built him a new house in 2 months with back to back crews that worked like one seamless machine. Thank you our Heavenly Father, giver of all good gifts, Who provided a window of time between the shut downs and material inflationary costs to give our loving parents a home in our community! |
Summer Garden
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| Wintered over my geraniums! |
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| Gardens were wild, growing wildy, and mostly whitely. |
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| Daisy White turning to the sun. |
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| Creator's garden. His designs are always splendid. Spray of white yarrow, mullein, daisies. |
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| Garden without a caretaker. |
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| Shade garden lushness. |
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| Sage from a longest, dearest, sagest friend. |
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| Raspberry fruiting |
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| Climbing Clematis bringing the trellis down. |
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| Favorite tableau of bold blooms. |
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