Now September

When I turned the calendar, I was so happy its finally September. 2018 is the second warmest year for us. We only had 33 days over 100 this year. Last year it was over 60 so I would say its been a nice normal summer. I am glad though, that even though we won't have fall temperatures like in October, it does begin to cool down. I can open the house and not have to run the air conditioning.

Though, it still looks like this, well not with the red tree yet. We do have some trees already turning though. It still seems early to me. I think with all of the smoke this summer, it has just been hard on the trees.

On Ben and Megan's you tube channel. They have a really great story about visiting President Lincoln's tomb in Springfield, Illinois. The Hollar Homestead. They were gifted the flag that flies over the tomb. It still gives me chills.

Its cooled off enough that the Japanese Maples are leafing out. They just looked so sad just a few weeks ago. I kept thinking we had lost them. We get a few days of cooler weather and they turn red with all new leaves. I kind of feel like that too. Having a bit of cooler weather always makes me feel like I am coming back to life.

I put my first fall rug out. I had stuck this in the cupboard, and I hadn't bound it. I was going through all of my rugs and  I came across two unfinished rugs. Its finally cool enough so I sat down and finished them. I have no unbound rugs now. Which is wonderful to be able to say, as I think I had six.

I hope you have a lovely Labor Day weekend. I still think that it would be a great day to have a baby. Labor Day.

Only 57 days until I get to go spend time with our Arizona Grandbabies. I am really counting the days. I can't wait to get there. A summer with no grand babies has been hard, but I am very happy that they are following the path that God has for them.

Google sent me that letter that said, I should be able to get comments so hopefully, it will be working again.

Enjoy your weekend,

Kim

"God uses broken things. It takes broken soil to produce a crop, broken clouds to give rain, broken grain to give bread, broken bread to give strength. It is the broken alabaster box that gives forth perfume. It is Peter, weeping bitterly, who returns to greater power than ever."

- Vance Havner