I can't really think of any appropriate written context for this post. Anything I've typed so far has been a bit macabre. So just pictures, then?
I do want to thank Mrs. Harder, who is a tireless, energetic and inspiring high school science teacher. You've been a huge blessing to my home-school. Thank you.
We had a totally awesome free breakfast at the Foster Family Farm last weekend. The Foster Farm was immaculate, which was really humbling, because I have trouble keeping a flock of 20 chickens tidy. It was nice to hear Cole telling me all about the different machines and some facts on cows that I didn’t know (polled vs de-horned - because there is a difference)
This past week weeks has been really cat-centric. It became obvious to me that little Moon needed some vet care last Friday. We contacted a lady from a kitten rescue centre to see what she thought. We took Moon to her house and within about 3 minutes she was pretty sure Moon was very underweight, had an eye infection, worms and probably fleas.
And so we left Moon with her.
Esther cried for hours and hours.
The lady has sent pictures from the vet. She sends us updates and has promised we can come and see Moon as soon as soon she is feeling better and we can talk about her forever home in a few weeks.
I have gone from best-saviour-of-kitttens-mommy to very-mean-won't-let-me-keep-a-kitten-mommy in a span of 14 days. My sister did not help in this odious painting of my character. But she has two giants dogs and a hamster...
We found this little life on a heap of straw and knew then that we couldn't keep her, but we couldn't just leave her. So Esther raised a kitten for a few weeks and we all loved the fluffy thing to pieces.
Here are some of our favourite memories. I hope we can look at them without crying soon.
Esther found this little bundle at the farm this morning. She seemed to have been abandoned and the farmer said she'd need to be hand fed. Well, that idea was the end of everything. Esther has been syringe feeding, nuzzling and singing to Moon for the last 4 hours.... ya. Sucker.
Cole has been a farm hand at a local Highland cattle farm this summer and it's been a wonderful blessing for him. He's enjoyed the animals and he's enjoyed being needed. His boss is a generous and praise-full lady who makes Cole feel totally welcome and genuinely wanted and it's brought out the best in him. He's been an eager and uncomplaining worker. I haven't had to rush him out the door or nag him to get ready for work. He's chomping at the bit to go every morning.
God gave mankind the garden to tend because we were made for work. We were made to pour out our strength into the things we do. Ecclesiastes 3:13 "I perceived that there is nothing better for them than to be joyful and to do good as long as they live; and also that every man should eat and drink, and enjoy the good of all his labour, it is the gift of God.”
I am very thankful we live in place with godly work for my boys. (Thanks Vanessa... it was a good idea)