And now for the fun part. The part that really brings joy to this season. The list of gratitudes, the small ones, the ones that lighten the darkness, keep warm the heart, and push away the other countless small complaints–the growing list of necessary car repairs, the broken dishwasher, the unpainted walls, the loss of [...]
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Small Gratitudes
Posted in children, fall, family, gratitude, home, mcminnville, thanksgiving, tagged autumn, family, gratitude, home on November 23, 2011 | 1 Comment »
Stumbling into Fall
Posted in challenges, changes, children, cycles, fall, family, farm, gratitude, Halloween, home, tagged autumn, family, home, homeschooling, rhythym, seasons on October 31, 2011 | 1 Comment »
I actually shudder to admit that this great slowing down time on the farm, the wonderful quieting of that raucous din that is summer around here, is proving to be neither quiet or slow after all. September came, and suddenly I am so busy with homeschooling and activities for the kids and trying to squeeze [...]
The sleepy sun
Posted in changes, children, fall, family, farm, farming, home, weather, tagged family, farming, home, mother, rhythym, seasons on September 8, 2011 | 1 Comment »
This morning the farmer gently nudged me awake at 6:00 but getting out of bed was the last thing I wanted to do–it was so darn dark out still! The days are getting shorter by the minute. A relief in many ways. Last night I had help with the dishes while I managed the bedtimes [...]
The shift
Posted in changes, children, cycles, fall, family, farm, farming, home, summer, weather, tagged autumn, family, farming, home, homeschooling, planting, seasons, summer on September 1, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
After a really lovely few weeks of hot weather came along to wrap up August and summer it seems, this week brought with it a definite chill to the air, the seeds of autumn flying in on the breeze, ready to fully bloom sooner than later by the feel of things. Are [...]
Another year gone, leaving everywhere its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves, the uneaten fruits crumbling damply in the shadows, unmattering back from the particular island of this summer, this NOW, that now is nowhere except underfoot, moldering in that black subterranean castle of unobservable mysteries – – -roots and sealed seeds and the wanderings of [...]
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