Hey, we just got from a family reunion in Maine, so boats are still on my mind. We all took a schooner ride; wow! was that terrific. Maybe you realize how God speaks to me through analogies? So here’s a great one from my bloggish friend, Stacy. Check it out! (PS, and NO!, I did NOT get seasick…!) –dawnlizjones
I have always wanted to buy an old house to fix up. Old houses have character that a newer house cannot compete with. That probably will never happen, but a girl can dream, you know. It isn’t just houses, anything old excites me. I don’t know how to describe it. I think it started as a child. We lived in this old farmhouse. I remember the creaky wooden steps. I remember the floors, the cabinets, the built in shelves, the scary basement. I remember the old barns we would explore and play in. I remember all the little details that most people would overlook.
My love for old things carried on through the years. I blame mostly my dad for this love of old things. He would buy wooden boats. We would spend the winter fixing them up. It was hard work. Me being the smallest, I was always given…
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That was good, thanks for sharing it. Maine is cool. I never went too far up in there, but was working in NH for a couple of months once. Drove up a bit just to eat a lobster in Maine while looking at a lighthouse LOL.
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We did the lobster thing…I can honestly say I’d much prefer good ole’ Midwest beef!
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Eh. not so much a fan myself, but had to do it because I was there! Do love crab legs, though. Beef, however, is the bomb. Steak, anyway.
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A good choice of posts to share, Dawn! We do need to stay afloat with regular prayer and study…
Steve
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