Summer in Alaska. 1st part.

Well, summer is almost gone... and we hardly got it. It has been a lot of rainy and cloudy days. 
We finished up school sooner than regular school, since the teacher assigned said that the boys were doing so well in every subject! They were happy to have no school work. Jonathan did not learned to read fluently though... That is in a way a disappointment  to me, since all the boys learned to read while in Kindergarten or before. I still remember Alexander, the first one, realizing he was  reading in his mind, and not talking. Since then, all of them are avid readers. Benjamin, almost 8, he is reading some Hardy boys mysteries. So,  it might seem like Jonathan is a little behind, but I am enjoying that he is still needing my help, like not letting him grow too fast. He will even up to his pears too soon any way. ~More learning about enjoying the moment~


We had a quite summer, other wise. Our church convention came and went to fast. My Mom arrived at the end of April and left before convention, a day before Heather McDonald arrived from Chile for our church meetings. We had my american Mom for 5 days after word and her adopted Vietnamis grand daughter, who is a jewel. Dennis' sister, Patricia stay with us for a few days too, which is very special. I feel I have become more connected to her since we have had more time together. ~Blessings of wonderful people who live for the things that matters in life~


At the beginning of July we went to fish our yearly quota of Salmon!!! We did not got them all, but I have a salmon to eat for every week of this coming year!!! Oh! the bounty and  goodness of the land were we live!! ~Feel so much aware and grateful for the natural provision made for mankind while on the earth!!~


I have work a lot in the garden this summer, and the result are a real reward to me. The vegetables are so lush and fresh. I have not bought greens since the beginning of June!!.... though we had snow at the beginning of May! We have been eating fresh, multicolor and nutritious salads thanks too, to the rainy days that faithfully waters the garden. My flower gardens... it is in plural this year, since the plants have grown so much that have needed to be separated and made into new plants and new gardens. Now, besides the one all around the vegetable garden, I have 2 in the South side of the house... It seems to me almost too elegant for this simple country woman!.  I have 4 ligulares (??? I do not know the spelling) that are so elegant and bright in the middle of 3 of my gardens around the house. Monk Hoods, Columbines, Purple and Yellow clematis, Violets, Roses, Piones to mention some few. Oh, I am soo happy with all that this summer has provided... and the abundant amount of snow that winter provided!, All that rich nitrogen to put in the soil. ~So much to be thankful for in the shadow, that makes me so exited about the real things waiting in Heaven~


My chickens.... Oh what silly thing! I just love my chickens, Bob and Puffin need to be put in the pot, but I still do not have the heart for it. The rest 13 of them, all of them have a name... Bob is a girl, she used to be Bob Coffe, but since the late Bob Chocolate was eaten by our "not ours anymore" black dog, Max, then we talk about her just as Bob, even if it sounds masculine.
Our chickens produced between 7 and 9 eggs, when we had only 9 chickens, but not that is summer some of them are taking vacation and our silly Broode-greeny-Dummy is again going through brooding time... I took away all the golf balls and easter plastic, colorful egg, to take her off the mood, but she is still trying to hatch invisible eggs. She lays green eggs, she is an Araucana. The tribe of indian people that I have blood of, they were Araucanos.... funny ah!
More to read about my chickens in part 2, must go and make supper....~ I think that I will make Omellets!~

Jonathan

My little boy Jonathan, was down stair making something while I am working on paper work for the business. The boys know better not to bother much. So while I am entering info, I began to listen him whistling and then to mumble some words, then some few sentences .... It was "Your word is so pure and so precious  to me" .... It is so sweet to me that some godly work is being done in his little heart, though I am not always aware of it. So, when he began to cry out of frustration, I went down and helped him to build up his fort to sleep in tonight. There is a special reward in the little things of life!!