Had some fun making a basketful of punkin beanies for M. and company to play with. 


I got so into making them that should have plenty to give as treats to my lion-hearted nephew next autumn. Isn't he just the greatest?
Had some fun making a basketful of punkin beanies for M. and company to play with. 


I got so into making them that should have plenty to give as treats to my lion-hearted nephew next autumn. Isn't he just the greatest?
Osage oranges, horse apples, monkeyballs, all synonyms for my favorite decorative fruit, which we refer to simply as "brains". The trees they fall from each autumn are pretty rare around here, but a few years ago I found a fruitful one which drops these goofy things on the public road. Going to scoop them up has become as much of a tradition as a trip to the pumpkin patch. They have a great citrus aroma and are credited with being a natural pest repellent and will stay rot free if kept cool for 2-3 months..


As I stitched and pondered the passage from the book of Matthew, I also considered other people I've prayed for whose seemingly insignificant lives ultimately impact eternity. Consider the Lilies.
Matthew 6:28-34
"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all of his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?
So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?" or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?'. For the pagans run after all of these things, and your Heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first His kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things shall be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."