Having Hope

Be thou ever hopeful, for the bounties of God never cease to flow….

There was some excellent news last month that I forgot to share. One-Eyed Willie, the lonesome gander, found a wife! Now the news is even better (and I have a photo to share)

Willy and his wife are about to become parents. Willy was such a lonesome sad sack, that good news for him is like a thumbs up to all of us.

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Actually, the theme of the post seems to be Yound-Un’s. Lots of them this time.

Baby JoyceLee is getting bigger.

Today she rolled herself from back to tummy for the first time ever. Cousin Kenn in Japan who is a month older is starting to scoot.around.

We got three lambs. Here’s one of them

Junia says that the three lambs are really frisky now and jumping all over..

I was quite plased that Keith started doing yard work with Junia.

Every child is potentially the light of the world–and at the same time its darkness; wherefore must the question of education be accounted of the highest importance….

Happy glimpses of some education working.

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I finished the quilts for my two grandsons in Hawaii, and just found out they are expecting a baby sister….. so more work before these get shipped off.

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Austin insisted I come out to photograph something of tremendous import a few days ago. His volacano.

I trust you understood the air quotes around “volcano”.

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This is the first day of Asma – the month of Names. No Holy Days this month. I managed Feast by Zoom last month, but not this month. it’s such a slow process for me.. I’m finding it had not to be in a slump – but looking at the joyous things around is certainly a help.

May you all be well. I hope to check back with you in another 19 days.

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Hanging in There

The only sight this month that made me want to take a photo was of this detached coconut rib hanging way above my head. It was the picture of how we are feeling. Everybody is both hanging by a thread and has problems hanging over their heads.

This might not look like the Sword of Damocles. Ok, it’s not a sword. It’s a Warclub of Damocles.

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I was so happy and excited that we were able to meet for Feast (meeting on the first day of each Baha’i month) on Zoom for the first time ever, that I forgot all about this blog. One loyal reader commented on last month’s blog today – and that is the only reason I remembered.

You know the old saw: if you want something done, ask a busy man. Well, I’ve gone very idle and very soft in lockdown, and am not getting anything done.

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Austin is still a busy man. He brought up a basket of ducklings to the house.

A few day ago he traded seven of them for two large crates of tomatoes. Another day he traded a dozen eggs for lots of long beans. There are little kids in that house and they were out of meat, so we were really happy to have eggs for them.

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Yesterday was the the first day of Kalimat / Perfection. It’s a goal.

“Be patient for they Lord is patient.“

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