Several years back we dis- covered a treasure trove of black- berries growing along the hedgerow between our property and our neighbor on the hill. When Mike had the old hedgerow stone buried, our blackberries disappeared for a while, but they're back and it looks like a good crop this year! I think we might even find enough fruit for a blackberry pie, though most of them will go into jam. My hands will be covered with microscopic lacerations for the next couple weeks. Those vines are most vicious!
Though "bonfire" was not on my summer list, we enjoyed one this evening just the same. There were marshmallows and s'mores and hotdogs for cooking, and friends to share the evening. Nate and Sabrina came too. It would have been a great night to camp out, but here we are again inside the house. Maybe we'll sleep out tomorrow night.
I am a work in the hands of the Master Potter. I pray that His fingerprints are all over me as I walk through this life. This is my journey. Thank you, Jesus, for not giving up on me.
I am mom to seven beautiful grown ups and grandma to ten beautiful grandchildren.