Spilled Sunshine




Simple Pleasures in February

Brothers (Gavin and Preston) in harmony

Smiles, freely given by Ethan.

Living in a region with many bronzes
(Pendleton Round Up)

The only thing I’ve learned on my new camera is the Macro focus.
I need to lean into the learning curve!

At five months, Levi takes great gulps of life through his eyes.
He is the unblinking baby.
We call this look The Levi

Noah is so much like his Daddy.
I can only chuckle. I should be praying.
Praying for his mama.
The simple pleasure with this kiddo is singing.
Twinkle, Twinkle, Jingle Bells, Doxology, and whatever we make up.
He wakes up singing.

The bamboo forest.
Scope for a boy’s imagination.

These Are a Few of My Favorite Things

A pillow case from my friend Noki in Zimbabwe

A Delft vase given to me as a wedding present
by my Grandma Harper’s best friend

a cross-stitch piece my sister made for Curt

My Grandma Stover’s pocket New Testament/Psalms
in Dutch…as a girl she brought it to America from the Netherlands

Here is Psalm 103 from the back of the Dutch Bible.

I bought this at a craft show for $3. It makes me smile.

A photo Katie-of-my-heart gave me of a kitchen in El Savador

Hanbury Print 1/25 made by one of my student’s moms. (Silkscreen?)
She cut out all those intricate details for the stencil.

An image made of butterfly wings, brought back
from Africa by Kerry in 1978.

A small plaque that I grew up with.  I think it was
in the pantry.  This is my inheritance and I love it.

My brother Jim paints watercolors when he visits Monhegan,
an island off of Maine.  After I wheedled and begged, he
gave me one of his creations. I’m a spoiled younger sister.

Katie made this cork board.  The corks were supplied
by my brother Dan, the wine connoisseur. 

Curt made this for me during the first year of our marriage.
It’s made out of curly fir.

Matt, a craftsman in our church, made this Celtic cross
which graces our entry way.  This was my Christmas/
Birthday gift to my husband. 
It’s the best money we’ve spent on art.

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A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
~ John Keats