Just Thoughts / Fingers Crossed

Not quite ripe

It's almost time for the air conditioners.  My fingers are crossed that they'll work just fine and we won't have to be replacing them this year.  We've slept with the windows open at night (it's just lovely cool) and I mostly wake up all stuffy in my head.  It's better to suffer a little than pay for the air conditioners. 

We've had some yummy strawberries.  Just a few at a time from the garden.  It's early days still to have much of a harvest and frankly I'm not sure we'll be getting an abundance.  But enough to satisfy that strawberry craving and maybe a few extra to share is just right.  The garden is coming along fine, today the tomatoes received their string supports.  So far it looks like we only lost two plants, the others seem to have re-grown from the very base.  Fingers are crossed for them, too.

Picked up some stitching yesterday afternoon for a little bit. My wrist seemed to be ok, though it has been a bit tender again.  This is going to be a long road to complete healing. Fingers crossed that I'll be able to get back to the crocheting - I'm determined to finish that little sweater even if it never gets worn.

They were scrumptious

We often walk a route that takes us past this large pasture.  The other day we noticed the two horse residents were missing.  Unless, we said, they're in the little shed.  (I've never understood why that little shed is out in the middle of the field and facing west so the sun beats down on the inside all summer long.) Came around the corner and sure enough, one of the horses was in the shed.  But so was a little colt.  So very cute, it was jumping and prancing all around the mom in those quite tight quarters.  We loved it.

We wanted to go on a trip.  Still do.  It hasn't happened, can't figure out a time when it'll work.  Fingers are crossed that we'll be able to manage one before too long.  

Sweet baby horse.

Was ironing (very carefully - that wrist thing) this morning and thinking.  I've been kind of down lately. And looking for hope.  And was thinking about the Come Follow Me that I've been reading.  Got a little introspective.  My heart is hoping and my fingers are crossed that at some point in their lives my children will forgive me all the wrongs and mistakes I made as their mother.  I could have done so much better.  I wish I had.  I truly didn't know how.  I'd like to think at least three of my kids will be generous and kind in their judgements of me.  I'm still sorry and trying to do better though the mothering of adult children is w-a-y different than when it really counted and I messed up.  I need to learn to love better.  

Today's outing resulted in a rare-for-us ice cream.  How grateful I am for gift cards that help us feel we can indulge in small luxuries.