Since Gary has been working in another state, the task of taking the big kids to the YMCA every other night has fallen to – me. I don’t mind, really. It’s hard to get dinner for everybody on those evenings. I used to fix dinner while they were at the Y. But I am happy to get some time for exercise. And I also get some time for reading. I ride the exercise bike there and read a book that I brought along. Always multi-tasking.
Speaking of which, I also go nature hiking sometimes while the kids are inside lifting and running and shooting baskets. I went out last week looking for caterpillars, but I didn’t find any. 🙁 But I hit the jackpot this week. I found one Wednesday night, and he was pretty big, so I thought he was probably about ready to make a chrysalis. Well, I’m proud to report: He made his chrysalis yesterday. I didn’t have to feed him for very long at all!
Then last night, we went late to the Y, and it was already dark. But I went back to the patch of milkweed where I found the other one, and guess what, I found another one! He’s pretty big, too, so I bet he will be making a chrysalis today or tomorrow.
Oh, by the way, these are Monarch caterpillars, of course. The milkweed here is huge. That’s why I had such a nice juicy pod to plant seeds from.
Caterpillar Dancing to Andy Hunter Music from Penney Douglas on Vimeo.
Oh, guess what else. I get to drive to the airport and pick Gary up in about an hour. He’s coming home for Labor Day. We made some last minute plans since Labor Day snuck up on us, and in spite of some opposition from our enemy, Gary is flying here even as we speak. I’d better get off here and get ready for him and get ready for my hour and a half drive to the airport!
"Oh that God would give every mother a vision of the glory and splendor of the work that is given to her when a babe is placed in her bosom to be nursed and trained! Could she have but one glimpse in to the future of that life as it reaches on into eternity; could she look into its soul to see its possibilities; could she be made to understand her own personal responsibility for the training of this child, for the development of its life, and for its destiny,--she would see that in all God's world there is no other work so noble and so worthy of her best powers, and she would commit to no other's hands the sacred and holy trust given to her." -JR Miller
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