As November rolled around, a part of me swore we were only married 4 years. But then I would repeatedly count the years on my fingers and come up with the number five. No way. Although my mind can’t wrap itself around the idea, based on repeated counts, we have surely been married 5 years. Wow. Four didn’t seem so old, but five is definitely old. : )
Five years, three kids later, I look at the man I married and I am so happy I waited, persevered, and saw the miracle that is Greg and I. It’s what brings a smile to my heart when I see our children, or when we have to face something difficult, or better yet, when I gaze over a crowded room and see his face. I’m glad it’s him.
I’m thankful to Jesus for His goodness in our lives these past five years. “Lord, You alone are my portion and my cup; You make my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance.” Psalm 16:5-8
For our five year anniversary we stayed a night in Lancaster, PA. We started off the evening at a lovely restaurant, stayed the night downtown in a quaint room overlooking the city (thanks to Greg’s parents!), and spent the following day antiquing in the antique’s capital of the United States and hitting Central Market for a Mennonite cookbook! (Greg knows me all too well.) We walked away with some lovely loot to refinish and restore. Here’s to good times ahead with my love.
Back in the spring I won a $100 random drawing at 
a view of eastern market from our parking spot on an overcast, but pleasant day
my favorite booth at the market — red persimmon — they sell Indian wares such as quilts, thin cotton robes, peasant nightgowns, cloth market bags and kurtas
dhara admiring polish pottery
inside the newly renovated main building after a devastating fire last year
fresh local fruit
after lunch we stopped at the local coffee shop
dhara saying goodbye to eastern market
I debated using my $100 win on some turkish bath towels, but ended up using it on some much needed, charming polish pottery to add to my expanding collection
so beautifully wrapped
a pillow cover. I so need to learn this technique! I would love it on a quilt!
a shelf displaying some lovely mixing bowls.
a pretty cookbook and a braided mat.
we saw the most delicate vintage teacups and bowls. loved them!
some vintage flour feed sacks. one can never have too many of these.
I so wanted this huge braided rug. don’t think I’ve ever seen one this big!
a wall of beautiful historical kitchen artifacts.
I absolutely love this low chair [high chair]!!! the woven cloth seat is too cute. greg’s uncles in texas are fantastic carpenters and woodworkers. I need to ask his uncle cliff to craft one of these for little Dhara! : )
looks like a sweet read for mama + daughter while laying under a weeping willow.
celtic plate.
some sweet girl’s clothes in soft white cotton.
And because of her love for vintage cookbooks, OB treated me to a really fun old school 1932 cookbook. I just love the way they wrote back then! So informal and pleasant to read. Can’t wait to try some of these recipes out.
“the goodly cucumber”
I love the space available for writing in your own recipes and notes.
who knew?!?
and lastly, a sweet little recipe for dahl soup. I need to sew myself a small muslin bag for the celery seeds.
susie mey 