We had a better week. Woohoo! Well, we had a better Thursday through Friday. But, when the end of the week is good, it seems like all of it was better, you know? Part of the reason it was better is that I remembered a couple things. First, R-girl is SIX. And only a young…

Some more of Sayers’ Have His Carcase: “That policeman doesn’t believe a word I’ve been saying,” [Olga] whispered anxiously, “but you do, don’t you?” “I do,” replied Wimsey. “But you see, I can believe a thing without understanding it. It’s all a matter of training.” Linked to Wednesday with Words at Ordo-Amoris. Join us with…

FOR TODAY Outside my window… it’s hot. Like August. But in September. I am thinking…about our busy week. I am thankful…that it’s quiet time for five more minutes. In the kitchen…pancakes and bacon for dinner! I am wearing…khaki shorts and purple, flowery top. I am creating…the kids’ shrinky-dink stained glass window. I am going…to soccer…

We accomplished a lot this week. It continued to take some pulling and pushing along, but we got almost everything I planned done. So, yay. We took Monday off for Labor Day and had fun with friends at a morning birthday party and at a cookout with other friends in the evening. We had four…

I just thought this was lovely writing from Dorothy Sayers in Have His Carcase. Harriet Vane and Lord Peter Wimsey sat side by side on the beach, looking out towards the Devil’s Flat-Iron. The fresh salt wind blew strongly in from the sea, ruffling Harriet’s dark hair.  The weather was fine, but the sunshine came…