
This FBF is brought to you by the encouragement of my dear cousin, Georgia. I think if I let another Friday pass without posting photos from my past, she might stop reading my blog. Apparently, she thrives on my embarassment. (Just joking, G!)

We picked strawberries yesterday!



Aron and Casey at the Zoo. He loves her....AND her hair!
At the Zoo on a gorgeous spring day...and my birthday!
...will open your mind, expand your heart, and encourage your spirit. I can't give too much away, but it really has changed me. It has painted a picture for me that enables me to see things that I have always "known", but couldn't really grasp. Please read it and then tell me what you think about it! Thank you, Kelley, for letting me borrow this book before you even read it!
"Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God.
But only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries."
-Elizabeth Barrett Browning
To learn more, visit: http://www.theshackbook.com/
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Just kidding! I had almost forgotten to tell you all about this little guy until my blog-friend Flea mentioned crawfish in a recent post! Now, I do enjoy consuming crawfish, but I am in no hurry to eat this fella. I found him in our creek about 2 weeks ago while doing some raking near the driveway. I was trying to get more of those awful leaves out of the landscaping and something moved in the water! At this particular spot in the creek, the water is only about 3 inches deep and it was pretty mucked up. It sent a shiver down my spine, but then I remembered my 3yr old playing about 10 feet away and how cool it would be for him and his buddy, Jackson, to see and touch a crawfish. I was already wearing gardening gloves with the rubber stuff on them, so I plucked him right out of the water. I held his pinchers down with my thumb and let the boys "pet" his tail. They giggled and squealed and watching that was worth supressing the urge to throw the thing back in the water and squeal myself!
below: Aron hunting eggs in our yard, right: Aron and Emma Grace at our church egg hunt