Saturday, September 15, 2018


The clouds growing in size and darkness. 

Shiny bean plants under a very hot sun. 

The farm road

Horse and barn with those clouds growing in the background. 

A wonderfully hot outing. 

A field. 

Those clouds were beginning to look quite foreboding. 

I decided it was time to hurry on home. 

The storm seemed to be chasing me, and I heard thunder in the clouds nearby. But as you can see, the sun in front of me was still bright and very warm. 

Interestingly enough the storm never actually hit us. 

Thursday, September 13, 2018

And That's Me

I took it upon myself to draw a self-portrait, something I haven't done in a while.

Got an eye

The artist's corner. That's "Mahin" up on the window seal. 
And the wild hair is blowing. 

Almost there. 

And for the original photo by my Dad...

I'm even wilder than in the picture. Yike!

Sunday, September 9, 2018

Minnesota for a Week

Dad, Mom, Lydia, and I flew up to MN for a week, arriving back home on Wednesday. It was a good trip, though it came with it's own troubles. I am finding out that wherever I go and whatever I do, there are problems. That's, of course, because I'm there. Sometimes I say that wrong thing, sometimes I'm sick or feeling like a river rat, sometimes I'm just plain old grumpy. However, God has still used me even in the midst of my own problems.

So, to a summarize the trip, here are some pics. I only regret that I didn't get pictures of the friends I have missed. Anyway, I did see them.

The St. Croix River is quite pretty. We saw a lot of it this trip, and I didn't mind in the least. 

I don't think Lydia minded either. 

Nor did my toeses. 

It was a red sort of day, I suppose. 

Our uncle made thi picture out of chalk for Hannah and Tyler.

It was fun hanging out in Hannah and Tyler's cute little apartment. 

Hanging out with Gabriel at the Leake's house. 

I'm not a big reader, but Tyler lent Lydia and I some of his books and neither one of us could hardly put them down. 

Back at the St. Croix. This was a lovely trip to the Wisconsin side of Interstate Park. 

We climbed down this cascade of rocks. 

What a beaut!

There was a little lake that we enjoyed. 

Aww...the views from those cliffs. 

Hanging with the fam. 

Rainy days call for more reading, of course. 


Tuesday, August 28, 2018

See You Later, Bethany

Bethany came home from Minneapolis for a week, then we brought her down to South Carolina for college. It is weird taking your younger sister to college.

Bethany is a freshman!

Of course, you need your bike when you live on a tiny college campus. 

There we all are except me. 

At the cafeteria. 

Our friend, Maggie, on the left, was a great companion throughout the day. Here we are sitting in the prayer room.

We walked back to the cafeteria building and sat some more. 

Then I watched Bethany try to unpack. 

Then, Lydia and I sat some more outside the dorms. 

I took several really cool "I'm bored" pictures.

Isn't that cool?

That's pretty neat. 

Oh, yeah, cool selfies with Elisabeth. 


We end the day with a lovely sunset before I fell asleep on the way home. 

Friday, August 24, 2018


Just a random old picture from last year about this time. I feel for the new freshman at BCS. I'm sure they'll do just fine. 

Tuesday, August 21, 2018

Trouble and Sorrow

Nothing particularly spectacular has happened since our trip to the Blue Ridge, except that I remembered that I can write poems. Tomorrow Bethany goes to college, so that's weird.

Anyhow, this poem pretty well describes how my summer has been, specifically lately. I like it, but you can just read it to see what you think.

"Trouble and Sorrow"
or What Now?

What then, what now?
Where, when, what, how?
I'm confused, I'm lost;
What's the detail, the cost?

I've asked, I've wondered,
I've thought through things;
I've tried, I've blundered.
I've tried spreading wings.

I'm stuck, I'm in the dark,
This is no amusement park.
I've plead and wept with tears,
My heart stained through the years.

"Return unto thy rest, O my soul"
Calm down, don't worry so,
Remember the end, the guiding Goal,
Not exactly how you'll go. 

"Oh, LORD, truly I am thy servant"
I'll follow You with steps fervent, 
Or sit and wait quietly in You
When I don't know what else to do. 

Oh, I've "found trouble and sorrow,"
But I called "upon the name of the LORD"
He showed me hope in tomorrow
And comfort in His holy paper Sword. 

*Photography by E. A. L.