Working hard? Or hardly working...

Hardly working

We cleaned up piles of tree limbs and sticks on the property last weekend. We have a quarantine on our neighborhood due to the emerald ash borer so when we got the email saying the fire department down the road would be chipping for free...we halted everything and sent about 5 truckloads down! Our part time helper Hunter is heaven sent.

Thanks Hunter!

Working hard.

Hardly working.

Clay really wants to teach the kids to work.

Somehow my faith is waning.

This place is full of distractions.

It's been raining all through the month. This morning the sun came out and we went for a walk before church.

One of two longhorns I drive by everyday. They command attention.And then I think...do they get headaches?
I should really be watching the road.

Chester getting the mail(kind of working here)

A neighbor proudly celebrating memorial day. I want a big beautiful american flag for the Milkbarn soon.

Last week of school coming up and the apartment will be done by next weekend. Yay! Clay ran the dishwasher this morning and to my ears, that was the sweetest sound I have heard in awhile.

The sound of hope.

The sound of being able to rip up our house this summer.

So, prepare for more updates because we are on a roll!

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