"But be ye doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving your own selves. For if any be a hearer of the word, and not a doer, he is like unto a man beholding his natural face in a glass. For he beholdeth himself and goeth his way, and straightway forgetteth what manner of man he was. But whoso looketh into the perfect law of liberty, and continueth therein, he being not a forgetful hearer, but a doer of the work, this man shall be blessed in his deed."  -- James 1:22, 23, 24, 25

Summer! Ahh! I love it! Today as I write, it is cloudy. We've had some really beautiful days through June; blue, blue skies, fluffy, puffy white clouds, awesome sunrises and sunsets. But we really could use some rain. On this Wednesday, it is sort of humid.

There is actually a decent breeze in through the window by my desk. Somehow my being feels like it needs a mild summer thunderstorm, sort of a cleansing, if you will.

I don't like violent wind and thunder, but just mild rumbling, it's somehow soothing. And lightning is fascinating to watch, there again, if it's mild and not accompanied by loud crashes of thunder.

I thought back to when we were little tots and had a thunderstorm during the night. We would scurry off to Mom and Dad's bedroom. Mom would throw blankets on the floor and we'd sleep on there. What a comfort! When I was older, too old to run to Mom and Dad's bedroom, I would just scrunch under the covers and hold my hands over my ears.

When summer rainstorms came in the afternoon, then cleared off, we girls would go out and splash through all the mud puddles we could find. What fun! 

And that was way, way back, before indoor plumbing, so we would just rinse the mud off our feet and legs, dry off and go to bed. No baths for us, unless it happened on a Saturday. And we had better not do it after our weekly bath! Unheard of now! Thank goodness!

Since we have now taken our turn at having church and Sunday School, the bench wagon has been loaded up again with the essentials, except for the preacher, he went to the Creation Museum and Ark Encounter, and has been sent on down the line. Or up, in this case, as it went north.

Seriously, though, we don't put the preacher in the bench wagon, but almost everything else needed to host church services.

We can now concentrate on whatever takes precedence in our busy summer life, be it family reunions, weddings, and yes, school sewing. Also garden and yard work. Although with only a minimal amount of rain, there is not much yard work, except watering the flowers.

For me, my focus is on quilts. The John C. Plank reunion memory quilt is taking shape. I was so excited, I was finally ready to start sewing the blocks together and I was happily zipping away. I had the first row of twenty-nine blocks almost all sewn together, then came to my senses! I had forgotten to sew in the pleat to make it puffy! So, out comes the seam ripper. And I had just put it in the drawer, telling it that hopefully I won't be needing it!

This week, as I write, is vacation week for hubby. I don't necessarily get a vacation, but it does help that I don't have to leave twice a day. And some days I can do my cleaning evenings, then the next day I can stay home a day. A real treat!

I wonder how many thousands of people were in Arthur this past Saturday for the Freedom Celebration.

Our friends Ken and Mona Hunter were here and stopped into visit. We are always glad to see them. They didn't stay in town for the fireworks.

We didn't stay up to watch them, either. I figured it wouldn't add to the quality of my life one whit, so I went to bed. I did wake up and caught the tail end of them. They were really brilliant and breath-taking, I'll give them that. I think what woke me up actually was the noise from the cars parked out on our road.

I did get a big, long delayed job done this week. We had planned to go to a funeral this past Tuesday, but gave it up at the last minute. But I had decided that our buggy is just too dirty to go, so on Monday afternoon, I pushed that thing out of the shed and went to work. Whew! It was really nasty!

Some time ago, our neighbor, Marvin Miller bought a buggy jack for us at a farm sale. That is the best! You just put it under the axle by the wheel you want to wash and jack it up. The wheel freely spins and makes it so much easier to clean.

I believe our buggy even pulled easier. I asked Diamond, but he said,"Neigh!" (Not!)

In closing: Doing what's right today means no regrets tomorrow.

Want to make your own yogurt? Try this recipe.

Homemade Yogurt

1 gallon milk

2 Tbsp. plain gelatin mixed with a bit of cold water

2 cups honey

4 Tbsp. yogurt starter

1 Tbsp. vanilla

3/4 cup jello

Heat milk to 190 degrees; cool to 130 degrees. Add rest of ingredients; then let set in a warm place for 8 hours.

Take out 4 Tbsp. for next times starter. Add jello to yogurt. Beat well with beater to make smooth and creamy. Put in containers to chill and set. 

Option: Omit jello and add partly frozen strawberries, bananas, or any other fruit. If jello is omitted, you may want to round the tbsp. of plain gelatin to make it set better.

If you don't have yogurt starter, use store bought yogurt -- just plain, not Greek.

Millie Otto of Arthur is a member of the Old Order Amish. Contact her by writing to 1584 CR 2000N, Arthur, IL 61911.


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