Mr. Graham Fiddles on the Roof, and Other News :)

Dear Friends,

We still have no news on a new job or house, but we've managed to keep ourselves busy, in spite of that. Mr. Graham has been playing the butcher Lazar Wolf in our local "Fiddler on the Roof" production~

And my brother Jamie is playing the innkeeper Reb Mordcha~

We were delighted to have a visit from Grandma Graham, who came all the way out from Missouri to see her boy in the play :) !

We treated Grandma to an outing by the LDS temple in Idaho Falls, where we fed the ducks and geese by the Snake River.







Meanwhile, on the homestead, green things are finally making a show!

There is garlic that we somehow missed harvesting last year~ The whole plant makes a lovely pesto or salsa ingredient!

The Moonwort (Artemisia ludoviciana) from last year has had lots of babies! They are coming up in an almost perfect circle.

And the Japanese knotweed is just big enough to start playing with (We've never tried eating it before, but it's supposed to taste like rhubarb).

These plants are still some of our favorites, though (The ones wearing dresses)~ They seem to be growing nicely in the sunshine and fresh air!

We hope that you enjoyed your visit with us today, and that you will be blessed in all that you do.

Love,


Marqueta

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How the Flowers Grow

This is how the flowers grow:
I have watched them and I know.

First, above the ground is seen
A tiny blade of purest green,
Reaching up and peeping forth
East and west, and south and north.

Then it shoots up day by day,
Circling in a curious way
Round a blossom, which it keeps
Warm and cozy while it sleeps.

Then the sunbeams find their way
To the sleeping bud and say,
"We are children of the sun
Sent to wake thee, little one."

And the leaflet opening wide
Shows the tiny bud inside,
Peeping with half-opened eye
On the bright and sunny sky.

Breezes from the west and south
Lay their kisses on its mouth;
Till the petals all are grown,
And the bud's a flower blown.

This is how the flowers grow:
I have watched them and I know.

~Gabriel Setown