Thursday, August 5, 2010

Moving On

Dear Friends,

Welcome to "Merry Hearts Cottage" today! We have had a busy, busy week, but we thought we'd stop for a bit and let you know that we've been thinking of you ;).

We are quickly trying to get our house ready and packed, before putting it on the market~ Nothing like trying to do four years' worth of house repairs in two weeks! Mr. Graham is planning on traveling out to Missouri with his parents on the ninth, so we will be in a whirl until then!

On Monday we were sad to give away our chickens to our friends who live down the street. We've had our chickens the whole time we've been in this house, and they were our friends. Hopefully it won't be too long before we can start all over again!

Audrey sprained her finger eleven days ago, and so has been unable to write or draw. To occupy herself, she has taken up "glamour photography" (wherein one coerces a sibling to dress up and pose in lots of different ways). Here are some of the results~

Even Noel was not exempt!

We'd better get back to painting the house now, but we are grateful for your friendship and prayers, and hope that you are having a blessed week.



by Edgar Guest

It takes a heap o' livin' in a house t' make it home,
A heap o' sun an' shadder, an' ye sometimes have t' roam
Afore ye really 'preciate the things ye lef' behind,
An' hunger fer 'em somehow, with 'em allus on yer mind.
It don't make any differunce how rich ye get t' be,
How much yer chairs an' tables cost, how great yer luxury;
I ain't home t' ye, though it be the palace of a king,
Until somehow yer soul is sort o' wrapped round everything.

Home ain't a place that gold can buy or get up in a minute;
Afore it's home there's got t' be a heap o' livin' in it;
Within the walls there's got t' be some babies born, and then
Right there ye've got t' bring 'em up t' women good, an' men;
And gradjerly, as time goes on, ye find ye wouldn't part
With anything they ever used -- they've grown into yer heart:
The old high chairs, the playthings, too, the little shoes they wore
Ye hoard; an' if ye could ye'd keep the thumb marks on the door.

Ye've got t' weep t' make it home, ye've got t' sit an' sigh
An' watch beside a loved one's bed, an' know that Death is nigh;
An' in the stillness o' the night t' see Death's angel come,
An' close the eyes o' her that smiled,
an' leave her sweet voice dumb.
Fer these are scenes that grip the heart,
an' when yer tears are dried,
Ye find the home is dearer than it was, an' sanctified;
An' tuggin' at ye always are the pleasant memories
O' her that was an' is no more -- ye can't escape from these.

Ye've got t' sing an' dance fer years, ye've got t' romp an' play,
An' learn t' love the things ye have by usin' 'em each day;
Even the roses 'round the porch must blossom year by year
Afore they 'come a part o' ye, suggestin' someone dear
Who used t' love 'em long ago, an' trained 'em jes' t' run
The way they do, so's they would get the early mornin' sun;
Ye've got t' love each brick an' stone from cellar up t' dome:
It takes a heap o' livin' in a house t' make it home.


  1. It is always hard to say goodbye to feathered friends...Well, any feathered and furry. They are beautiful Buffs ;)

    She did beautiful pictures very creative.


  2. Oh my goodness! What a talent with photography! I am very much impressed! I think the photos capture the girls spirit very much! And even the kittie. ;)

    I hope and pray everything will fall into place for you. We are praying for you! I know how stressful moves can be!

    I am so sorry that the chickens had to leave. :( I am sure that was very hard! I just lost one of ours from something that got into the chicken coop in the night. The girls were NOT happy!

    Anyway, have a beautiful day!

  3. Oh my dear friend,

    It is hard to let go of friends, let alone furry ones!

    It is exciting to put your house on the market. Oh my goodness, I sure remember those days. It seems that is easier to fix your house when you are ready to leave it :)

    I pray that the next two weeks will be productive and that Our Lord will sell your house quickly!!!

    In the meantime...enjoy your blessings :)


    ps: excellent photography!

  4. dear mama,
    it was sad to give away the chickens.
    i like the photos audrey took, but it was not fun pose to for them.
    i love you & i like you.
    love ~ tasha

  5. Oh, my! Marqueta!
    Missouri?! Is that where you are moving to? Did Mr. Graham find a job there? It seems so much farther away (of course it is! Idaho is much closer to WA than Missouri, silly me!) But with the internet, you will still be only a blog away, right?! Please don't give up your blogging! I have enjoyed *meeting* your sweet family here.
    So sad you had to give up your chickies! They are always so much fun to have (and they are so good at eating all those nasty bugs!)

    Nice photos, Audrey! Were's Frankie in his glamour shots? ;~P

    Praying you get your home ready, and your things packed for your journey ahead!

    Blessings, dear family!

  6. Such a busy and exciting time for you all Marqueta. I do hope the move goes smoothly and you all grow to love your new home as much as your current one. I think the Edgar Guest poem is just perfect. It is exactly the kind of verse my Great Grandma would have noted in her journal back in the early 1900s. I love Audrey's pics. She must photograph your actual move as it happens, though not so glamorous I think! Take care and love to you all. Eli x

  7. Good Luck with your new Journey......We will be praying for your family~ We loved the pictures and we hope that Audrey's finger heals quickly ~Love Heather & Anna

  8. Dear ♥Mama♥,
    I am going to miss our chickens SO MUCH- especially Grace!:(
    Taking pictures of everyone was so much fun! I wish I could have gotten more of Frankie, though!
    I hope we can move to Missouri!

  9. Dear Marqueta,
    I pray your weekend is productive for you
    Is that where you are moving to?
    I hope the journey for Mr G is successful. Happy touching up the house times.
    Wonderful photos. Our children lov eto do this too.
    Many blessings

  10. Oh, I know it was hard parting with your baby chickies. When you raise something, it's like it's always a baby to you. (Even as Annie is tearing up a basket not far away, she is still my baby. Sigh.)

    We love the fashion pictures! What imaginative, lovely fun! Improving on photography skills is a wonderful thing to do with the free time at hand.



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