September Goals and a New Year

Golden in the garden,Golden in the glen,Golden, golden, goldenSeptember’s here again!– “September” by Annette Wynne Thank you for your kind words on my last post. I’m grateful for you, friends, and for your genuine words of encouragement in this last year—and always. August brought the hardest days of grief and, as I anticipated, an entrance into a new season on the anniversary of my Dad’s homecoming. A few highlights from August:—I got through this first year of grief, praise the…

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August Goals

God in His own right hand doth take each day—Each sun-filled day—each rare and radiant night.And drop it softly on the earth and say:“Touch earth with heaven’s own beauty and delight.”– “August” by Jean Blewett Thank you for your kind words on my last post here and here. I am grateful for your encouragement and the gift of sharing our lives with each other—the changes, challenges, and joys! July was full and abundant, like the garden right now. And, like…

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July Goals

When the scarlet cardinal tellsHer dream to the dragon fly,And the lazy breeze makes a nest in the trees,And murmurs a lullaby,It is July.– “July” by Susan Hartley Swett Today, as we turn the page to July, I also turn a page of my life. The end of June marks a year since I followed God’s lead to let go of Cultivate. In that process, and every day since, the Lord has grown me through and through. I am living…

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June Goals

Why was June made?—Can you guess?June was made for happiness!Even the treesKnow this, and the breezeThat loves to playOutside all day,And never is too bold or rough,Like March’s wind, but just a tiny blow’s enough;And all the fields knowThis is so—June was not made for wind and stress,June was made for happiness;Little happy daisy facesShow it in the meadow places,And they call out when I pass,“Stay and play here in the grass.”June was made for happy things,Boats and flowers, stars…

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May Goals

Queen of months, supremely fair,Cloth’d with garments rich and rare,None in beauty can compareWith thee, sweet May.– “Ode to May” by Peter Burn Friends, a little late to my keyboard once more as we are deep in home repairs this week (more to come, with a little paint color peek below!) and Ari was in an unfortunate car accident yesterday on the highway. He is relatively okay—a hurt hand, a heart that’s shaken up, and a totaled car—and we are…

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