A Brief Spring Interlude, Followed By Winter, Giveaway

For the past week, or so, weather on the farm has been spring like…meaning warmish temps, sunny days…a kind of make hay while the sun shines weather. Although it’s too early for hay making, you get the point.

This weekend snow flurries are expected and I am reminded that whatever weather we get for Spring Equinox is generally what we’ll have for possibly the next six weeks or thereabouts. Sunday is the Equinox with high temps in the low 40’s and low temps in the high 20’s. This weather pattern is for the entire northeast and I’m praying it doesn’t turn into a no’easter. Some of our worst winter storms have been in March and April but the oil tank is full, enough wood on the back porch to carry me well through a week, the propane tank half full, the generator at the ready and I’m making white bean and sausage soup so it’s all fine.

Temps today are supposed to be in the low 60’s and sunny…thank the good Lord…while temps tomorrow are in the high 50’s and sunny…thank the good Lord! As Mark Twain said, “A lot of people complain about the weather but nobody does anything about it.” What could anyone do other than be prepared? I know I’ve got a couple of good days so will work outside and when days aren’t so nice, will work inside. This is not what constitutes a Big Deal in my life.

Changing the subject…let’s talk potty. If you’re on a septic system, you need ROEBIC Septic System Cleaner. It has “special bacteria” to “correct systems that are overworked and sluggish” and was recommended years and years ago by a gent retired from the septic tank business. I simply pour the contents into the toilet bowl, leave overnight and flush in the morning and every now and again, I’ll add some brewer’s yeast as well.

This next product has the ever so cute name of POO-Pourri and is meant to be used in the bathroom prior to what might prove to be a odoriferous occasion. It has a strong over-scent of ginger which I find pleasant, certainly more pleasant than the “other”.

Changing the subject…if you’re on Facebook, please, would you consider “liking” Thistle Cove Farm? There are two FB pages for TCF…I got confused…but the “real” page has a photo of the hay field and house. Some of you know the farm sold last year but at closing, financing fell through and I kept the farm. I stated on the TCF FB page, the farm is back on the market and since Monday morning the page has had more than 900 views and more than a dozen shares! I keep saying God will sell our farm when He’s ready for the next stewards to take over. I always keep in mind “wait is a verb”, so do what I can do while I wait, and, just like heaven, I’m ready to go but I’m not homesick. If you’d rather not, that’s fine too…no problem.

There’s also a FB page for Thistle Cove Cottage; the little condo I bought after Dave’s death. I bought it as both bolt hole and rental income and am getting closer to actually using it on holiday. Thus far, I’ve been too busy sprucing it up and renting but, hopefully, this is the year that will change.

Changing the subject…a few weeks ago, I talked about planners and now I want to talk about another 3-ring notebook, journal and Bible. Daddy has read his Bible through fifty (50!) times; every year for 50 years he begins with Genesis on Jan 1 and by Sept 15, he’s read five chapters every morning. This year he’s taking a break and not reading the Bible through but reading some of his favorite bits here and there. Mom reads three chapters every morning and in a year finishes the entire Bible. For a number of years I’ve read five chapters almost every morning; rarely do I miss and if I’m away from the farm, I take either my Kindle with KJV or a New Testament with me. Way back whenever, I started at Genesis and kept reading…when I finish the last verse of Revelation, I turn back to Genesis and begin again.

The blessings journal was begun in 2013 and is where blessings, prayers, hardships, answers to prayers, etc. are documented. While I’m not as faithful to do this daily, I do it frequently enough I’m able to have a partial diary.

The prayer journal has been an ongoing affair…since the mid 1990’s, perhaps earlier…it’s a bit scattererd. The sections are PRAY: Praise, Rebuke (forgiveness), Appeal (make your appeals know to God), Yield (to the whisper of His Holy Spirit) and each section has blank paper to jot down more of…whatever needs jotting down. The last section is blog ideas…way more than I’ll ever have time to use!

In addition to prayer notebook, it’s a journal notebook, answered prayer listing and a place to keep names of those remembered in prayer. Chances are, your name is on my list…but I won’t show you so you’ll just have to trust me. I don’t get all hung up on knowing exactly how to prayer for you and because most of you blog, I know some ways to lift you in prayer. For everyone else, God knows.

My well worn Spurgeon is also read every morning; he gets my mind prepared to receive the Bible yet to be read.

May 30th entry is “Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards” from Song of Solomon 2:15. My sideline note says, “During daylight hours, the sun is always shining, although sometimes behind clouds.” Such little comments require me to see with new eyes and strengthen my faith.

Someone once asked me, “I tell God what I want, otherwise how does He Know?” Well, dear one, that theology is weak, very weak indeed. God knows because He is omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent and knew you, and everything about you, before He separated light and darkness. IOW, before the beginning of time as we think we know it.

A few weeks ago, I thumbed through my red notebook and read past entries. The above from May 10, 1998, Mother’s Day is Holding on to Our Hope : Hope Stealers are criticism, circumstances, bad counsel, self-doubt while Hope Promoters include prayer, faith, perseverance and the spirit of sacrifice. The best…Hope Rewards because God never gives us less than His best for us…according to His will.

It’s a very good thing to re-read as it allows me to see my faith journey; how I’ve changed, grown, matured as a Christian and as a woman. Of course it was the Holy Spirit leading Dave to ask (only five days before his unexpected, sudden death), “How do I make peace with God?” but I think the years of seeing me, every morning, reading my Bible and praying, writing in my journal, recording prayers and answers to prayers, helped lead him to ask.

A dear blogger friend asked me if I would tell her what I told Dave; here it is: