It rained... briefly, but with some kitchen waste water thrown onto the garden there was enough to make mud. Oh mud, mud, glorious mud. Little M's first time :)
simply joyful
i wish for a delightful abundance of rain this year. to fill & feed the plants and trees so brimming that the leaves glisten with the excess moisture from within. to fill our lakes, our rivers & our wetlands & to cleanse our hearts & our earth of anger, hostility & greed.
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How did papa cope with the mud?
God is good. He knows what we need even before we do. Life is soooo...much sweeter when times have been hard & we then receive unexpected goodness & miracles. Rejoice in the good times & the bad. When you P & M nothing is sooo..bad that love & laughter won't bring a smile to your face & joy to your life. Miracles unending.
papa was at work... lol
Papa must be soooo....ready to play in the mud, get his hands dirty now. My goodness, he could even lick his finger & wipe a smudge off baby M only days after he was born. What a beautiful papa.
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