Originally from Oregon we joined the Air Force and moved into the wild blue yonder… We currently live in Summerville, South Carolina. We love our Heavenly Father and are grateful for being blessed with such a beautiful family.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
A change of clothes
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Wellington Boots
One of the first things we were introduced to when we moved to the UK was Wellington Boots or Wellies as the locals call them. The first village we lived in had a historic walk where some of the 'grey hairs' led a tour through the town telling stories from when they were kids, machine gun marks from World War II, where the Cricket Pitch used to be, etc. During this walk there were several times when we left the pavement and wandered into the fields. This is quite a common thing here as the land is covered with "public" footpaths that (as long as you stay on the path) are open to any and everyone who wants to take a stroll. Needless to say, we came back from the experience with our shoes covered in mud and the recommendation for several stores where we too could buy some great rubber boots.
Last Sunday afternoon (with a rare bit of Sun) we took our kids on a walk to Stowe Gardens for a picnic and hiked through the sheep pasture to an old Gazebo to sit and talk about what life might have been like if we had lived back when the structure was new.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
This summer we were unable to plan any excursions to the beach as the kids didn't get out of school till late in July and John had a major inspection at work mid-way through August so during the kids mid-term break we took the family on a trip to the Greek island of Crete. The hope was to spend the week lounging in the sun, playing in the sand and sea and just being together as a family. While we were there we had 1 semi-sunny day and several fairly rainy days. The recommendation... don't go to Crete in October/November and hope for sun... If you want sun this time of year go further south!
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Nearly alone
Due to the fortune of having a work trip and a visit from Grandma/Grandpa McFarlane occur at the same time Kirstin and I were able to leave three of our four kiddos and head off to Germany for a week. This was a great time to stroll around and look at the beauty of Munich then head up to the mountains for scenic vistas and a little bit of snow.
When we tried to leave for church we were surprised to learn that we were blocked in by the Munich Marathon so we went for a walk and talked about how a marathon can be exciting and boring at the same time.
This is a miniature train set that my dad suggested we find (across the street from the church). It has taken the owner over 30 years to get this far. In the summer he has an army of Guinea Pigs that patrol the region and a shed full of a dozen or more trains.
Brackley forced us to visit the Hofbrau Haus so he could get a pint...
...but really John just wished he had his trumpet so he could join the polka band.
















































