So, our apple blossom weekend started with our apple pie under our single, solitary single apple bearing apple tree. And bloomed mightily on Saturday as we drove into the blossom heaven around Loughgall. Imagine fields and hills and stretching vistas of apple blossom. "It's like the vineyards in France," smiled PC, who doesn't compare anything easily to vineyards in France!This Northern Land is really one to love. I've been to many places, but wanted to stay in none. Nowhere is further than two hours away, but all of life and landscape is here! It's like my favourite quote on wisdom from The Christmas Mystery- travel everywhere and see everything, or stay in one place and watch it all go past!
I'm also grateful that this week I finished my now named "Apple Blossom" blanket. I feel the title justifies the profusion of pink! And the blanket means that I can blog with confidence, having actually crafted something and not just talked about it!
We had a youth service yesterday morning led by fine, fledling folk! Obviously the choice of PC to play my very, very muchly favourite song was also good. This reminds me that there is one week left to Pentecost Sunday and I am still inspired by Lenten times to pray that this house will be a House of the Spirit. And in this house this week I have some unsettling thinking to do, which is good for the mind. All of which only brings strongly to bear just what a fabulous three years I have had living a life of Mrs Riley.
And lastly gratitude for the highly exciting Ardress House where you can feed chickens and be chased by them all in one cobbled courtyard! (And ride your bikes, eat your picnic, practise your reading with tricky signs like fowl and threshing, and play in a park too...)
We had a youth service yesterday morning led by fine, fledling folk! Obviously the choice of PC to play my very, very muchly favourite song was also good. This reminds me that there is one week left to Pentecost Sunday and I am still inspired by Lenten times to pray that this house will be a House of the Spirit. And in this house this week I have some unsettling thinking to do, which is good for the mind. All of which only brings strongly to bear just what a fabulous three years I have had living a life of Mrs Riley.
And lastly gratitude for the highly exciting Ardress House where you can feed chickens and be chased by them all in one cobbled courtyard! (And ride your bikes, eat your picnic, practise your reading with tricky signs like fowl and threshing, and play in a park too...)
6 comments:
Oh, how lovely - this life you describe! Ha ha, I think it's funny that we "talk" about what we are going to make, what we've sort of started to make, and the rare finished item! Everyone is so accepting. Yes, what a perfect quest: a house of the Spirit. Sometimes I sit in my classroom praying and physically blowing air as I move my eyes from corner to corner, along the seam where walls meet the ceiling. It makes a huge difference when He is invited in. Whew!
Is Ardress near the Argory? Sounds fabulous! Will have to make an effort in the summer!! Cx
Thank you for your kind comments on my blog...I really appreciate your prayers. Peace & Blessings...
Love that we are linked my gratitude! *Blessings*
Lib
Just wanted to stop in and let you know I did a little tinkering to my blog, and I added your blog to my bloglist.
Stop by and say hi if you get a minute. :)
Hi friend! I'm thinking of you (and me!) marking and marking and marking! I hope to finish soon and jump into my summer. Thank you for your dear comment about American porches. It's true! I should get a cushion for my porch chair so that I'll go out there more often. I like to watch the dog walkers. I hope the strawberries are enjoying happy weather! (BIG LOVE sent your way!)
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