‘Tis the season for celebration and good cheer in the Midwest. Here, one can experience everything from the county fair demolition derbie to pierogi culture in Whiting, IN to the delicious Italian ice served at Italian Fest all in a single weekend. We were blessed to be able to make the rounds to all of our favorite festivals this year where we of course enjoyed the cuisine and the shows unique to each.
In Indiana God’s brilliance smiles from every trimmed, well kept flower bed. The people here always tend their gardens with a hobbit-like love of things that grow. Happy Friday!
I can’t help laughing every time I glance out our kitchen window and see that our tomato plants have shot up another couple of inches. We’re trying our hand at some light gardening this year. The vegetables are getting so tall that I fear if we’re not careful the they’re liable to start befriending hobbits and marching on Orthanc. Hopefully they’ll kindly bless us with a good harvest before they set out on the war path.
The world seems to wake up every time it rains. The daily dust is washed away and all the summer colors shine so vividly that it’s hard to believe that God made them for us to witness. After the tremendous roar of a downpour everything falls quiet; hushed, dampened and bejeweled with new life.
After a long weekend spent sick at home, a bit of sunshine was just what the doctor ordered. The hubby and I took an easy stroll at the Michigan City Lighthouse, soaking up God’s blessings.
We recently passed one year as husband and wife and did not miss the opportunity to celebrate. I’m still baffled at the lengths to which the hubby will go to woo and spoil me. After driving for less than an hour we came to Serenity Springs, a set of romantic cabins for two tucked in the woods. They were complete with idyllic ponds filled with friendly ducks, geese and one polite swan as well as some short walking and biking trails through the trees. Our two short but happy days honeymooning at the cabin were the perfect way to welcome in our second year of married life. All of this was entirely planned and orchestrated by my wonderful man. Thank God for sending me such a romantic!
Blossoming magnolia trees bless nearly every street corner in Northern Indiana in the Spring, happily heralding warm summer months. During my time in Indiana I’ve made it my mission nearly every year to capture them before they shed their blushing petals.
Now that the ice has melted and the dregs of winter are blowing away, it’s warm enough again for early morning runs through the neighborhood before work which is when I saw these peeking around the side of our house. Even before the Sun began its hike into the sky, God’s beauty still bloomed brightly in lovely pastels.
The warm weather finally seems to be sticking after a long, chilly, wet winter with altogether too much rain and too little snow. I pray everyone soon gets to enjoy sunny days like this one.
This will likely be the start of a stupendous slew of spring and summer flower photos but I just love them so much! The other day the hubby and I enjoyed a walk through the neighborhood as we prayed our daily rosary and, naturally, I had to pull over a few times to capture the blossoming branches of every other tree we passed, all adorned in their spring finery. This coupled with the sent of lilacs which trailed us all the way to our front door was all a welcome reminder of God’s beautiful blessings.
Blessed in the Midwest 