into the mist: a search for the dawn

(i know, i know, it's a little cliche...oh, well)this morning my sister and i woke up at 5 (AM) to watch the sunrise over the lake at the campground we're staying at.
it was worth it:

"My heart is steadfast, O God;

I will sing and make music with all my soul...

Awake, harp and lyre!

I will awaken the dawn.

I will praise you, O Lord, among the nations;

I will sing of you among the peoples.

For great is your love, higher than the heavens;

your faithfulness reaches to the skies.

Be exalted, O God, above the heavens,

and let your glory be over all the earth."

 Psalm 108

we've been enjoying camping...

beautiful sunsets...

over the lake

pringles! a traditional camping snack

(this is a tree-purposefully out of focus. the circles of light are called bokeh)

blueberries

trees

and kayaking on the lake

beauty defined

it rained the other day
and then the sun came out again.
my mom's garden in all its after-storm beauty
beckoned me.
i listened.

i love getting up close
to the flowers
and taking pictures of their
intricate beauty.

i agree.

boys should:

1. Stand up for a lady (this doesn’t just involve chairs)

2. Kill bugs

3. Hold doors open

4. Fix things or build stuff

5. Wear boots occasionally (Not the fancy, I-paid-$1,000-for-these kind. We’re talking about the slightly mud-crusted, I-could-have-just-come-in-from-the-field boots)

6. Take off your hat inside

7. Grill stuff

8. Call us (if you want to ask us out, don’t text and don’t email. Pick up the phone and use your voice)

9. Stand when we come back to the dinner

10. Pull out chairs

11. Don’t show up in a wrinkled, untucked shirt (Care about your appearance but not too much. Don’t smell better than we do. Don’t use mousse or gel. You shouldn’t look like you spend more time in front of the mirror than we do)

(i saw this awhile back on a blog i've been reading. i think she found it in a magazine or something...but i'm pretty sure the parenthetical comments are hers...) 

i made this....

.....with a bit of help from my dad. he made the frame-i painted it (with some leftover paint he had). he replaced someone's windows providing me with the screen i needed-i climbed into his trash trailer and took it out (with his permission of course). i made the flowers, wielded the hot glue gun, and stapled the ribbon and now it hangs on my wall-a pretty and practical earring holder. tadaaa!!!

wow. this is lame. Shades of White [for] 6.30.11

i post the last day of something monthly on the first day of the next month.....oy.....although i do rather like this one. :)

Zephaniah 3:16-17

mmmhhmm

i died so you could be healed
so you could live and never die
so you could live with me where there is
no pain, no fear, no hurt or death, no tears
i love you, child

"The Lord your God is with you,

he is mighty to save.

He will take great delight in you,

he will quiet you with his love,

he will rejoice over you with singing.” 

Zephaniah 3:17

i feel like i should post something with words

but i'm not sure what to say.

Shades of White (6.29.11) [only one more day!]

flower thru the gate

sooo i've fallen a bit behind [for] 6.24-28.11

Shades of White (6.23.11)

candle stand

Shades of White (6.22.11)

cups

Shades of White (6.21.11)

light switches

Shades of White [for] (6.19-20.11)

sun peeping thru the shade

sunroom chair and curtains

Shades of White [for] (6.17-18.11)

curtain

sunlit banisters

Shades of White (6.16.11)

salt shaker shadow

fertilizer

too much of a good thing kills the grass

Shades of White (6.15.11)

ilovemycamera

Spring Poems

(a little note of explanation: When I was in third grade my teacher encouraged us to write books-stories, poetry, etc-in our free time at school and then read them to the class during a designated time slot. I apparently wrote a book of "spring poems" at one point. Reading them now I think they are slightly ridiculous and rather more like prose (actually, much more prose) than poetry, but I liked them when I wrote them. Anyway, here they are [with original grammar and spelling:)

My Birthday

My birthday is in May which is in 

Spring. I like the time of year because spring 

is my favorite season. I like it because 

it is not to hot and not to cold. I like my 

birthday which is in spring.

~

MAYFLIES

Mayflies are very, very 

annoying. It seems like there 

all around you. It seems like 

there on you all the time. They 

make me feel itchy, because there 

so small and all around you. I think 

Mayflies are very, very annoying.

~
The Months In Spring

The months in spring are April, May, 

and June. April is the beginning of 

spring, May is the month of my birthday, 

and June is the end of spring.

~

I Don't Know What to Write

I don't know what to write about sprig 

beside it is warm, I like spring, and I Don't like 

Mayflies. Althoug I already wrote about those things, 

so I thought this would be o.k.

~

Some people These Days

Some people these days are weird. Some people 

these days are funny. Some people these days 

like to sing. Some people these days are loud and some 

people these days like to write poems like this.

(and apparently at the end of the book there was a place to write our hobbies. Mine? "writing, tailking, drawing, helping and, cleaning" and there was a place for comments from the other students. Some of them were: “I really liked your pepole these days, poem it rimed so good.” “I like your poens but they could of ryme but they were grat”)

so, yeah, in case you were wondering what my writing was like when I was 8 or 9 there it is. :)

Shades of White (6.14.11)

a flower. (obviously) it's kinda purple, but it is called shades of white-it's just a purpley shade...