Reflection: The briefness of life.

All flesh is grass, and all its loveliness is like the flower of the field. 7. The grass withers, the flower fades, because the breath of the Lord blows upon it; Surely the people are grass. 8. The grass withers, the flower fades, But the word of OUR God stands forever.!!!

Isaiah 40:6b-8

Abandoned roads and darling doggies.

No, our Lap Top has not yet been fixed, I downloaded these pictures by a sneaky and devious route from Mr. Reiche:)!

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Last Monday, Josiah and I had the oppurtunity of helping Mr. Reiche re-claim an old abandoned road, and make it into a hiking/biking trail. Mr. Reiche had gotten permission from the farmers who's ancestors the road had been named after, and who's property bordered and/or included most of the trail.

We made a quick stop to see one of the farmers, a friend of Mr. Reiche's who raises race horses, and were thrilled (or at least I was;) to see him exercising one of his gorgeous horses around his race track which circles a small lake. The Horses symmetry was absolutely beautiful to see; its legs working as matched pistons in a well balanced trot around the track.

As soon as we (I) were done watching the horse we drove back to our entrance to the "road" and began work. Some of the path was still quite clear and sitll had a road like appearance.

There was just a few logs here and there to clear and low branches to trim. In other parts though....


...grass touch-me-not's and other various weeds had made battle against the road and won. We went to war on the roads side and chopped down a path through the middle, leaving piles of vanquished foes behind us.


We made it all the way to the end of the road, and felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment as we broke our way through the overhanging bush and popped out where the road used to connect. Mr. Reiche said he felt like Lewis, Clark and Sacajawea, breaking a path through the wilderness. So, tired but happy, wet but satisfied, we made our way back to the car and begin to wind our way down the drive towards home.


But we just had to stop when we saw the farm's puppies rambling around in the yard. AWWWW!

Six adorable, wiggly, soft, mutt puppies met us with effusive joy. Their mother was extensively passive and did not mind us grabbing hugging squeezing or kissing her puppies at all.


I believe this one was my favorite (but it is hard to tell, all six were darling). He was the chunk of the bunch, playful but not quite as rough and overly energetic as some of the others. Both Josiah and I had bundles of fun and were very grateful to Mr. Reiche for taking us along and letting us help.

~Chs

Building Bridges!

Here is one of my draft post, that does have pictures. Though it is missing the last complete picture.
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One thing we brought up from Florida was Grandpa's Golf Cart, the transporting of which was a giant story all in its self. But once we had it at our house we now had the problem of how to get it over our stream to be able to access the back property.


We called in reinforcements, Mr. Reiche the resident expert bridge builder came to our rescue.

Board by board the bridge came together.

Since the Bridge has been finished we have used it all the time. Many wheels and feet have crossed it and it has been very very useful. Thank you much Mr. Reiche for your help.

~Chs

Lap Top Demise.

Dear Blog readers, I apologize for the lack of posts, and am saddened to have to inform you, that for the indefinite future there will be no pictures on the following posts. Yep that's right, our lap top on which we have all our pictures loaded, has decided that it does not like our company and has gone into seclusion. In other words, it has stopped working! Soooo, I promise we are trying to recover the pictures, but until then I'm afraid you must be satisfied with picture-less blog posts.
Your disgraced blog mistress, Christianna H. Sauve

PS. Anyone out there really smart about computers? Want to help?!!!!!!!!

Good things come in small packages!

Last week while some of us were away in Florida cleaning out our Grandparents house, a lot of little packages arrived at our farm. First came of a package of animated moving darling cotton balls.

Our dear "Little Girl" hatched out seven little puff ball chicks!

Josiah took this picture and I just love it; with all the little chicks facing away the camera.
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The next little package came as quite a surprise. You see our white goat Fiona was due to have her Baby the week before, and we were waiting with bated breath for her to finally deliver. Now please remember that we were absolutely positive that she would have white baby's, not because we are partial to that color, but because we had heard that white was the dominant color strain so unless you had a very dark buck you would probably end up with a white kid. So imagine our surprise when Grace found ....

...this little black kid in the pen with Fiona!!?!

Since he has a distinct resemblance to a donkey, some have used that as his name, while others prefer "burro", or even "Eeyore"! He does have problem nursing, and also has a funny wobbly leg, but so far has made it, though very small and weak.

~Chs

Fellowship of the Unashamed

I have been enjoying this young ladies blog recently, and this post especially.
Please take time to read. You will be blessed and inspired.



"For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ, for it is the power of God to salvation for everyone who believes . . ." Romans 1:16a

~ Faith

duckling saga.

A week and a half ago I was blessed to hatch out four ducklings. They were very late at hatching, because of some fluctuation in my incubator temperature. Therefore two ended up dying after hatch. But I have two ducklings left, one girl and one boy!

Come out Duckies come out!

Oh, hatching is such hard work.

Cuddling with Pooh bear, is such a comfort.

Beatrix, and Mr. Dick! Such sweet little ducklings.

~Chs

Swallowtails and Lily-of-the-Valley

The four Swallowtail Butterfly chrysalises that we kept over winter all hatched recently.
They enjoyed the fragrant Lily-of-the-valley.

To Missouri and back.

The date was April 22nd, the location Fort Leonard Wood Missouri, the occasion... Joshua's Graduation from training for the national guard. Therefore the morning of Tuesday April 20th found all of us (Grandpa included) piled in our dear van Ginger and heading down the freeway in the direction of Missouri. I will stop here and inform you that this post will be over flowing with pictures and for the most part wordless. Enjoy!

Counting trucks, a mind numbing activity to help wile away the hours (Faith got to 1,000 and quit, before we had left Michigan;)

We passed many interesting and beautiful sights along the way.

Including the St. Louis sky line.

Coming to the Mississippi river bridge.

After arriving at our motel Tuesday evening, and having a semi-restful night, we headed out to Fort Leonard Wood, Wednesday morning , for Family day with Josh.

It was hard to find Josh among all the shaved heads:).

We went to a park for lunch and Josh entertained us with all his stories.

Then off to the Military Police Museum.

Fort Leonard Wood covers 71,000 acres of land, some of which is beautiful wild land.

That evening we met John who had driven up from Texas, and had a nice dinner, before taking Josh back to the Barracks for the night.

Thursday we headed out bright and early for the Fort, but still found the Abrams theater packed when we arrived for the graduation. After speeches by their Captain and others, each platoon marched onto stage in time to a cadence sung out by their drill sergeant.

Then each private stepped forward shouted out his name and place where he came from before marching off stage.

We are very grateful to God for keeping our soldier safe during his training, and are so thankful and joyful that we have him home once more.

~Chs

Our new enterprise.

Well, we have a new addition to our ever growing farm. 101 new additions to be exact;). About 2 weeks ago we received a boxful of peeping fluff balls. These fluff balls make up Josiah's new business. Meat Chicken farming. Right now the chicken nuggets are residing in the garage but soon will be banished to the outback.

At first they were adorable and darling.

Everyone wanted to come see them and hold them, and the little nuggets were quite obliging.

How things do change! We just returned from a 3 day trip (that story is in the works) and were quite surprised at how much they had grown.


They are actually getting ugly. Which is really a relief, I could never kill or eat a cute chicken;). I promise to keep you updated on our first attempt at raising our own meat. Oh.. and if anyone wants to come over 6-8 weeks from now, we would be more than happy to include you in our butchering process!!!!

~Chs

Moving around!

I do apologize profusely for the lack of posts on this site. I have a innumerable amount of excuses that I could incite at this time, but since Dad's message this morning dealt with the foolishness of excuses, I think I will refrain and instead try to bring you up to date with the proverbial happenings of the Sauvé family. In accordance to Vicki's kind comment on the post about the passing of my Grandmother, I am working on a write up about her with lots of pictures of her life. This needless to say this has not been completed.

I will warn you now that this post will be of great extent with countless pictures. The subject: After Grandma's passing we were planning on moving Grandpa up here to live with us. In order for this to happen however, quite a bit of maneuvering and changes needed to take place.

First our beautiful wisteria purple sewing room had to be emptied out so it might become the boys room. The objective of it becoming the boys room, was so Mom and Dad could move into the boys old room down stairs, so Grandpa could occupy Mom and Dads room. Complicated I know.;) Now, Mom, Dad and Grace went down to Florida for the funeral in Sebring and to drive Grandpa's car up here. So, those of us remaining, Faith, Josiah and Yours truly, decided with Charity's hesitant approval;) to give the travelers a surprise upon there arrival home by rearranging everything during their absence. The catch to this desire is that we had only 4 days to complete our endeavor. So we began, in high speed.

After cleaning out the sewing room and clearing all the piles of multifarious fabrics off the shelves we began to remove the shelves from the room.

Mom and Dads room began to take on this appearance, as the sewing room became cleaner. The first day came to a close.

The next morning found us mixing paints as Josiah absolutely refused to reside for any length of time in a purple room! So we lugged all our miscellaneous paints from the basement and began trying different combination.


Well......

Hmmm......

Thinking... thinking.


Finally the decision is made and the painting begins.


We completed the main walls and began to put little meticulous finishing touches on. Then came more "mind wrenching" decisions. What color to make the chair rail. To leave it stark white or color it a boyish blue.


Decision made, we all set to work. Yes I was painting also but I am not talented enough to multi task and take pictures of myself while diligently laboring;)


Faith serenaded us with the most interesting music to help us paint faster I guess. We did finish painting that night and the second day came to a close.


The next day we finished cleaning the room in preparation of the transferring of the boys furniture to the newly painted room. Doesn't it look perfectly lovely!?


Alright, I am not going to give you all the minute and gritty details of moving the boys beds from down stairs and fitting them into their new room. Briefly, it took disassembling, sawing, and stapling to fit this bed into its little nook. Seriously.


This bed frustrated us for a whole hour trying to get it out of Josiah's old room before we decided to take it apart move it upstairs and putting it back together. Brilliancy!


Saturday was our deadline day, and the exodus began from Mom and Dad's room to the new sewing room down stairs, which is at the back of Mom and Dad's new bedroom.


Such a nice little cozy sewing corner we created. We did get it all finished before the travelers arrived home, and with a little pushing and shoving everything found a place and fit just so. We are so happy that Grandpa is now able to be living with us and our rearranging has worked out fine. Many more things have been happening around here but you will have to wait, because like I told you I am quite busy. ~Chs