It’s hard to believe we’re approaching the end of yet another month. Every month passes quickly, but for some reason, June, July and August seem to fly by.

We’ve built a couple fires in the fire pit.

Jeremy whittled sticks for s’mores.

We got together with backyard neighbors for a picnic.

Jim smoked meat for everyone.

Not only did he smoke for the picnic, but he he has smoked meat for Meat Monday every week during the summer.

It’s been a highlight of football camp, and neat to watch these guys bond.

This girl is growing up before my eyes.

We celebrated friend Bethy’s 9th birthday.

I brought home a mini WA baseball helmet. She immediately took it and brought down her two dolls: one football, one baseball.

Here is my view when I look behind me while cooking in the kitchen. My loyal mop.

Jake was a cadre during basic training.

Here, he’s leading his element to intramurals.

One day, we looked out the front door and saw this:

It has been another month of God’s faithfulness to us.

Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness. (Lamentations 3)