To Hear the Pipes of Dawn. Friday, December 10, 2010. I ran into obstacle after obstacle trying to find the time to be able to sit down and write here. My apologies, once again, for my lack of communication with home. I desire it to be full and deep. Breath as his life continues on Earth.

Could We With Ink the Ocean Fill. And were the skies of parchment made, were every stalk on earth a quill, and every man a scribe by trade; to write the love of God above would drain the ocean dry, nor could the scroll contain the whole, though stretched from sky to sky. Tuesday, August 4, 2015.

Our trip to Venice March 2009. Wednesday, February 29, 2012. How to use cloth diapers. Except for the wipes, I bought those at my grocery store. Step 1- place newborn liner on top of bigger liner. I match the tags together, but it makes no difference. Step 2- Open pocket of diaper and place inserts inside. I insert the liners with the newborn insert facing down.

Thursday, September 17, 2009. I only have pictures of them shooting the bow though. They were seeing who could get the closets groupings or something like that. Bryan, my cousin, stopped by to borrow some camping chairs and he shot the bow for a little while too. That pretty much sums up our Labor Day weekend.

Sunday, July 24, 2011. Would you dare, would you dare to believe.