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My full and kooky life as a homeschooling mommy to 2 great kids, raising a child with HLHS (Hypolastic Left Heart Syndrome), coping with depression, following Jesus, and being much too camera happy.
My full and kooky life as a homeschooling mommy to 2 great kids, raising a child with HLHS (Hypolastic Left Heart Syndrome), coping with depression, following Jesus, and being much too camera happy.
3 responses to “Silent Sunday: 5-21-’23”
Sorry you had to see that Esther.
Elliot found it when he walked into a grass pathway by the creek. When he started yelling that he sees a deer carcass, I had no idea since it was camouflaged so well. He took the pictures for me. Ellis had to jump in her closer to see too.
Nature has some crazy things… it’s beautiful but the life cycle is cruel.
Yes, it is cruel. I saw a dead baby bird at the Park last week. I steered a squirrel away from it before I handed him a peanut and said “don’t go near that bird!” (As if he would listen.) The perimeter path takes me 20 minutes to walk. Next time around, the dead bird was gone and the squirrel was in the same place. Did he eat it? Ugh, if so! Walking home one day and saw a dead Mallard in the street with a Crow feasting on it – thought I’d lose my breakfast. Why did it have to leave the Park and get run over?