What have we been up to lately?
A lot has transpired since we got home from Japan and did the wedding at Lake Tahoe in September and it all transpired rather quickly. We are now at home in Laton, CA, farming and dairy country in the central valley of California. On October 3rd Steve was called to be the pastor of Laton Community Church of the Brethren and on the 16th we loaded up a U-haul, 2 pick-ups and our car with all our worldly goods and our 2 dogs and moved into the parsonage. We are still in the mists of unpacking (I have yet to find the remotes to our TV, my glass globe to our floor lamp and I am sure some other things) and settling in to farm life. I am really enjoying the open spaces that surround our home. When we first saw Laton the fields ne
xt to our house were tall with corn. Then when we moved in, the fields had been harvested and replanted with Burmese grass (feed for the cows), now the fields are flooded with water - preparing them for planting of winter wheat. Reminds me of the rice fields of Japan.Our home in Sonora is now vacant and up for sale. We are certainly hoping that it will sell soon but we are praising God that we are being so well cared for here at Laton COB that we can, for a while, make the payments.
It has been fun decorating and finding new places for our things. My dear friend Gail came and spent a week with me helping me, as she puts it, to get the "bones" of our house together. She helped me arrange furniture, paint, shop for needed and not so needed accessories but things to make the house beautiful,and unpack boxes and put my kitchen together so we could eat off real dishes and drink from real cups and glasses. Her husband replaced my vanity mirror that got broke in the move (bless you Steve). It is wonderful to have such good friends.
And speaking of goo
d friends, Greg & Liz,along with Steve and Gail and their daughter Sarah, were real troupers helping us load up, drive down and unload our U-haul . Our new friends of COB helped make short work of the unloading and then feed us all. They continued on and provided meals for us that first week.Each day I enjoy waking up and looking out at the fields, the beautiful horses across the street, hearing the cows lowing and the chickens cackling and eating farm fresh eggs for breakfast.
And it is just a short walk to the church next door.
