Kim 365

Look at those colours. Isn't it odd how there are fruit flavoured candies and treats that line store shelves...people try to replicate the good stuff, rather than just eating the real thing. The real thing was perfectly deslgned - from the micro nutrients inside to the perfect 'wrapper' on the outside - yet we try to improve on something that needs no improvement. Speaks to a lot of things in life, don't you think?

I'm trying to believe
that you're holding me
When the feeling is gone
I want to see you're right
when I'm wrong
I just want to be
what you want for me, this time
I'll follow you
Will you guide me
I want to live my life your way

-Adie

I've had my hands in the dirt all day (making a new flower bed in our front yard), it's late, I need a shower, and still needed a photo too.See my name on the keyboard?

My poor husband:
1) He's sick. It's been over a week, and the doctor he went to see today thinks it may be West Nile Virus. Testing takes over a week to get results, so we pray he gets better in the meantime.
2) The last 2 or 3 photos I've posted of him, he's been sick. I need to get a nice shot of him when he's feeling better.

When the rain comes
you blame it on the things that you have done
When the storm fades
you know that rain must fall on everyone
Rest awhile
It'll be alright
No one loves you like I do
When the rain comes
I will hold you
-Third Day

My wonderful Wyatt turns three today! I am so blessed to have this boy in my life. He is smart, adventurous, affectionate, kindhearted, hilarious, and oh-so-goofy! He and his brother love to play pretend, and can often be found masquerading as monkeys, 'bad guys', monsters, Goliath, Buzz Lightyear... but Wyatt always comes back to his canine alter-ego: he insists he is a dog named Moosey, and has carried on the charade for a few months already. Moosey loves to snuggle Mommy Moosey (that's me!), and I'll take almost any chance I can get to snuggle this little man while he still wants to be close to his mama. He'll never grow up...right?

Tomorrow my bright eyed boy turns 3, so today was birthday cake baking day :) I love to bake. I was using my mom's chocolate cake recipe, a family favourite. My brother Steve once called it 'unadulterated', because it's nothing fancy but tastes amazing. Mom always bakes a sheet cake and serves it with whipped cream. It's divine.
Steve's getting married in 2 weeks, and I've been elected to make their wedding cake, so this birthday cake was sort of a trial run, on a much smaller scale, for what I'll be doing for the wedding. I'm pretty happy with how it turned out! You'll see it tomorrow, I'm sure.

"Tell me about your milk..."
"...it's straight from the cow..."
Raw milk is a pretty controversial topic. Raw means it's unpasteurized. Isn't that bad, you ask? Depending on the cows, depending on the farm. Raw milk from a factory farm is something I wouldn't touch. Raw milk from a grass fed cow, on a small farm? Now I'm interested. Pasteurization kills bad bacteria that can be present in milk (not uncommon with industrial cows), but it also kills a lot of the beneficial bacteria - and nutrients - in the process. The word around here is that it's illegal for farmers to sell raw milk - they can drink their own cows' raw milk, but they can't even give the stuff away. So I thought I was outta luck, until I overheard the above conversation at my local farmer's market. Now I bring 2L of fresh, raw, whole milk home to my fridge every Friday. I am developing a relationship with the farmer, and it feels like more human way to shop. I'd love to take my kids out to their farm soon, for them to really understand where our milk and eggs come from - cows and chickens, not the fridge at the grocery store.

Doesn't he look so sneaky?
He had my blessing to have a taste. Just tea. Wish it were a latte, but I am avoiding coffee until my mouth has healed a little more.

Just another beautiful weed today :)