Autumn, April, loaves & lambs...

There are so many blog posts taking place solely in my head of late.  At times I have thought I'd already told you about the prefect Autumn sky above my mountainous home, the way looking up at deciduous trees' leaves with my lens is something I look forward to doing every year.  A lot of people prefer blue, or black - but if I could, I would truly wear nothing but this trees autumn turning leaves...

We've loved, and lost...  A lamb has been in our care since I posted you (in reality) last.  

Her name was Lucile, and her mother was Emma (who was observed to be the most attentive mother a lamb could ever have dreamed for), her sibling, Oliver, and in short - we loved her, and she us.  And even though it was only a little while that Lucile was with us in our home, we know we'll never forget her wooly loveliness.  And I told the children we'd see her again, and her dainty hooves would tap along the wooden floor behind us again, in heaven.

I have also been baking bread, in all of it's quaintness!  

And generally trying to make my default setting love, with a good helping of grace, instead of anxiety or fear...

I fail often.  But my plan is to gradually fall less often, and have more days that see me smiling at the end of them knowing I have served my family, and pleased my Father God.  In the meantime, I have so many more posts to pull out of me head and bring to you here.  So, if you will stay tuned, I will too.  See you soon.

In love,

Shell xx