Friday, April 27, 2012

Butterfly Time!



Hi Everyone! 

Couldn't resist announcing it--it's BUTTERFLY TIME!!!!!  We got home this evening, after having supper together with friends and I went out to check my little garden bed one last time as the sun was sinking.  Checking it is a habit for me, and I am almost always only looking for one thing--butterflies!  Or perhaps I should say, caterpillars.

I LOVE butterflies, but I especially love raising them.  The first time I ever raised butterflies was in the classroom, where I ordered a tiny caterpillar for each student out of an educational catalog.  They each came in a little plastic cup with some green waxy stuff melted at the bottom.  That green "stuff" was some sort of concocted food, that the caterpillar would eat.  If you were fortunate, after they grew large enough they would attach themselves to the underside of the lid and emerge days later as a beautiful butterfly!  This was a fun activity, and my school children loved it.  But it was not cheap!

Years later, when I was homeschooling my son in Texas, I dutifully ordered a butterfly kit for him.  We "hatched" the butterfly, and it was fun, but--then it was over and it had been so brief.  We wanted to do more, but my budget did not allow "more" at the prices in the educational catalog.  So--I had to think of something else.  After doing a bit of research, I decided to try and attract some butterflies to our yard, and provide host plants for them to lay their eggs on.  Most butterfly species will only lay their eggs on a limited variety of plants.  I looked for butterflies in our area, and then surveyed the list of their preferred plants.  For my area, I found that the Black Swallowtail was probably my best bet.  They ate things like parsley, and I KNEW I could find parsley at any store selling garden herbs.

I planted some parsley, and I already had lantana growing in a near by garden bed.  The Black Swallowtail would not eat the lantana, but it sure attracted the adults to my yard--where I hoped they would then see the beautiful parsley plant I had planted especially for them!  Time would tell. . . . 

It worked!!!  One day, upon examining my little parsley, to my great joy I found these little black specks on it.  Since I had read up on what the larva looked like, I knew these black specky things crawling around were just what I had been hoping for. I had already learned about raising them inside.  Out in the wild, most of them end up as bird food.  Don't get me wrong--I love birds.  But in my opinion, the birds can eat other things.  Like worms.  Or the seed I put out for them.  So I dutifully started gathering every black speck I could find.  The only problem was, they ate like crazy.  And I only had one small plant.  But fortunately, they readily accepted parsley I bought for them from the grocery store.

Later, we took a trip to an Herb Farm, and I found them selling plants--one of which was a herb called "Rue."  I had never heard of it before my butterfly research, but I knew that it was also on the list of host plants for the Black Swallowtail caterpillars.  So I bought this tiny four inch plant and brought it home to plant.  It was happy in my yard, and I ended up getting more caterpillars crawling on this plant than I did on my parsley--though the caterpillars I collected and brought inside would readily eat either rue leaves or parsley, either one.  Butterfly hatching went well--at one time I had over thirty larva caterpillars living inside my house.  We ended up getting quite a collection of plastic containers to hold them, as too many caterpillars in the same container only leads to dirty living conditions and therefore your rate of successful hatchings decreases.  And I wanted as many happy butterflies as possible.  I know.  I am greedy about some things.

When we moved to another house in the same area, I collected some seeds from the first plant and got it to grow in the second house--yea!  Then we moved to another state--what about my Rue plant???  So I collected some more seeds--and managed to get two plants growing from those seeds--yea!


And it is these two seedlings that are growing in my yard today.  Where they are large now.  AND where I just found three absolutely beautiful little black crawly things tonight!  :)  Above is a picture of the flowers on the Rue.  They are not super showy things.  You wouldn't really plant it in your yard because of the flowers.  But you would if you wanted caterpillars!

 This photo shows what the foliage looks like.  My two plants had been rather stressed looking, after making it through the winter and then being hailed on a couple of times.  But I cut them back around two weeks ago, and they have really come back nicely.  Great!  More caterpillar food!  Really, I have absolutely no idea what "good" rue is as a herb.  Don't know if people eat it.  Only know that caterpillars do!


This is a two quart size mason jar, where the little beauties are currently living.  Later when they grow bigger I will transfer them to one of my plastic containers.  But for now, they are so small that they would crawl out through the vent holes in the lids.  Don't ask me how I know this.



Here is a close up of one of my little treasures.  Isn't he (she?) lovely????  Black Swallowtails always have the one white spot on their back--when they are tiny, anyway.  Always looks a bit like bird poop to me, and honestly I think that is what it is supposed to look like, to help keep them safe.  As they grow bigger, they will change in appearance.  Once they have hatched out as butterflies, you can actually tell which are the boys and which are the girls, by looking at the wing markings.  This is a MUCH cheaper way to get caterpillars to raise.  And besides that, it teaches kids where caterpillars really come from--they don't come from plastic cups!

So there you have it.  My lovely beauties.  You can bet tomorrow morning I will be out examining my rue plants very closely--just in case there are any more out there.  That is, if Alison doesn't beat me to it!

This is my favorite part of homeschooling.  I love to share with my children the beautiful things God has made for us.  And butterflies just happen to be one of my favorites!

Monday, April 23, 2012

52 Weeks, 52 Verses--Week 17




Good Morning!

And welcome to a new week! I have been thinking about the book of Isaiah lately. A friend of mine had nieces and nephews who recently took place in a Bible competition. The kids on this team memorized the entire book of Isaiah!!! Now, I "think" they divided it up, with each child having certain chapters that they were responsible for memorizing. . . I don't think each one memorized the entire book on their own. . . but STILL! What a wonderful thing to have children meditating on and memorizing!

So anyway, while unfortunately I do not see ME memorizing the book of Isaiah in my future, it has still gotten me thinking more about this book, which is one of my very favorite books in the entire Bible. I say one of, because I have several others that I can't leave out as I love them as well. Psalms is one, definitely Matthew. And I like Revelation because it tells of the beautiful "Happily Ever After" ending to our story. Anyway, since I have been thinking about the book of Isaiah, I thought I would pick for this week one of my favorite verses from this book. I love this verse, because it tells me where to put my trust:

"Stop trusting in man, who has but a breath in his nostrils. Of what account is he?" Isaiah 2:22

Isn't that good? Can't you just imagine in your mind God saying this to you? I can. Yes, it is wonderful to have loving people next to you that you can trust and that who will help you. Your family, definitely your parents. I even rely on AAA! But all these will at some time fail. While God may use them to bless me, it is not any of these who will carry me through.

There is no one but God.

By the way--my friend's nieces and nephews? They won first place! :)


Saturday, April 21, 2012

Happy Sabbath!

"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."

Philippians 4:6,7

Peace of God. That's what I want. A peace that is so calm and solid that worry can find no foothold. A peace that knows that God is in control so I do not have to be. (I don't do a very good job at being in control anyway!) A peace that guards my heart and mind--the places where my feelings and my worries are!

Peace of God. Piece of God. It is only when we have a "piece" of God that we will have the "peace" of God. And so I continue to thirst for His Word. For it is by reading the Bible that I gain Christ.

Happy Sabbath Everyone!

Sunday, April 15, 2012

52 Weeks, 52 Verses--Week Sixteen




This has been a hard week emotionally. Tuesday, a funeral was held at our church for an eleven year old boy who died in a jet ski accident. Eleven years old. Barely three years older than my little one. I pray for his family. What a sad thing for them.

Then yesterday, we heard of a sixteen year old boy who drowned while swimming with friends. Yesterday was such a lovely day. Much too lovely for a death of a young man barely starting on his life journey. Again, I pray for this family. Especially for his mother who went to sleep last night and woke up this morning to what she would have hoped was just a bad nightmare. Only sixteen. Just three years younger than my son.

Even though I did not personally know either of these young people, as a parent I hurt. I hurt for their families. And I pray for them to have God to lean on--no, not to lean on, but to be carried by. For there is no way a parent can pass through that journey on their own.

This weeks verse--especially chosen for these families:

"He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away." Revelation 21:4

Come soon, Lord Jesus.

Monday, April 9, 2012

52 Weeks, 52 Verses--Week Fifteen




Good Morning!

And "Happy Monday!" At least I am remembering to post the verse for this week a bit earlier this time! ;)

My thoughts are still caught up with helping our son launch into his college life and his adult life that is opening up to him. Hard to think that he is all grown up! Well, his mommy will STILL tell him what to do--I remember once my father and my grandmother were going through a buffet line at a restaurant. My grandmother picks up a serving spoon of some food item and puts it on my father's plate, saying "eat some of this--it's good for you!" Which just goes to show that even when my son is 49 years old--as my father was at the time this happened--I as his mother can still tell him what to do!

So on that note--of earthly parents telling adult children what to do--it brings me to my verse for this week. We are so blessed that we have our heavenly parent. He knows ever so much more than we earthly parents know. He will never fail us, and does not make mistakes.

"I guide you in the way of wisdom and lead you along straight paths. When you walk, your steps will not be hampered; when you run, you will not stumble." Proverbs 4:11,12

Isn't that beautiful? Guiding us in the way of wisdom. That's what "I" need. Especially when I am trying to guide my son. I cannot do it, for what wisdom I thought I knew is foolishness. I am so thankful that God can do what I cannot for my son. And to think of walking and running unhampered--this is even more precious of a promise to me, as my son has cerebral palsy. There has never been a time in his life when he has been able to walk or run unhampered.

Precious promises to hang on to.


Saturday, April 7, 2012

Happy Easter!


Hello Everyone!

I just returned from helping out in our church's SonRise service. What an awesome experience, to follow Jesus through the streets of Jerusalem, to see Him interacting with His disciples at the Last Supper, and to follow him on to the cross. How blessed we are that the story does not end there. The period mark is not after the grave. The story does not end there. Because He is coming back for us. He promised. He will come. And we will live with Him forever and ever.

When I was a little girl (o.k., even now I am like this!) I only wanted to read stories that had a good ending. In my definition of "good," it meant that they all lived "happily ever after." I wanted everything to work out well and all to be happy. I would have to say that Jesus coming to take us home has got to be the best "Happily ever after" story that ever was!

Something interesting happened as I was going through the SonRise program with my daughter. At one point, we were watching the part of Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane, and the person who was playing the role of Satan was all around Jesus--trying to discourage Him, telling Him it was no good. That He was wasting His time on trying to save humans. My daughter looked up at me and said "Mom--Satan is kind of loud, isn't he?" I knew what she was referring to--the student playing the part of Satan was shouting and yelling--but I couldn't help but think how true her words were. Satan is kind of loud. He is "in your face" and "in your way" kind of loud. He is lying, so to make up for it he shouts. He uses force. He uses scare tactics. So opposite of our sweet, kind, loving Jesus. Yes, my daughter. Satan IS loud. And I don't want to listen to him any more. I only want to listen to Jesus.

Sweet, beautiful Jesus.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Treasures--Lost and Found


I have a treasure to share with you today!

For me, this is a new treasure--though I can tell it has a history and has been around awhile.

Last week I was shopping in my favorite thrift store. Not only do I like purchasing things from this store, but the money they bring in goes right back into serving our local community--a definite win-win situation in my book! Anyway, I was browsing around and out of the corner of my eye I saw an employee putting something out on the shelf.



My heart skipped a beat, because it looked like--a quilt! I quickly turned to her and asked her "Was that a quilt?" It was. Oh, be still my heart. It was beautiful. I stood there admiring it. It was only a baby blanket size--too bad, because I really had no use for a baby blanket. Twin blanket yes. Baby blanket no. But it was SO pretty. It is FILLED with tiny hand quilting. As I held it in my hands I couldn't help think of the mother or grandmother, or perhaps an aunt, who lovingly spent hours making this quilt for some special baby girl. I wondered whose it was. What happened to the girl--she must be grown up by now. How did something this precious to family history end up in a thrift store being sold for $4.00?


I could not put it down and leave it there. Though I did not know it's story, I valued the love that went into it. So for now, it will grace the wall in my living room. I know it's too small for the large wall, but that's o.k. with me. I know the clips in this picture are just clips I borrowed from hubby's tool chest--but they can be replaced later with something more decorative. Every time I look at it, I feel some of the love that went into it. Every piece was carefully cut. Every piece was hand quilted. With Love.

52 Weeks, 52 Verses--Week Fourteen




Where did the time go? I can't believe I totally forgot to post a new verse for this week! Ah well, better late than never I suppose!

In our household, the buzz word currently is "College!" With our oldest starting college this coming summer, there are SO many things to do to get ready for that starting date. Extra things for us/him as well, due to him having a disability. We have learned that one cannot simply communicate what accommodation a disability might necessitate--no, that accommodation must be backed up by reams and reams of documentation. Which, by the way, sometimes does not exist when one has homeschooled and therefore the accommodations needed were always granted. Anyway, so we have certainally been darkening the doorsteps of my son's doctors offices lately. Asking for this letter or that. Asking for more letters, giving more details.

It is frustrating and at the same time beautiful as I see how God is working things out in his life. How doors that were closed are opening. How needed resources are appearing out of seemingly no where.

Thus my current home situation brings me to this week's verse choice. I love this verse:

"All your sons will be taught by the Lord, and great will be your children's peace." Isaiah 54:13

This is my verse. I am claiming it for my son. It's going to be a great year.
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