Tuesday, June 27, 2017

a seed...

I couldn't imagine life without a few certain things, one of those being a garden. 

This is how I love to spend my mornings. After Brad leaves for work, I brew myself a cup of coffee, slip on my rubber boots and a sweater and head out to the garden. I tend to my plants, watering, weeding, loving on them. Each day, I observe their growth, appreciating each plant that will be feeding our little family very soon. 

The green of the leaves, the tendrils wrapping around the trellises, the smell of the basil and tomato plants, the way the dirt splashes on the sides of the beds when I water. All of these things are noticed and swallowed deep.  They feed my soul. They fill my God-given need for nature and beauty. 

A seed is planted and cared for, and then it bursts open beneath the ground. It bursts from within the boundaries of its dead, hardened shell, and new life pushes its way up from beneath the dirt and soil. What once was dead is now alive.

So it has been with my life. This is how I have been changed. It is a process. I have died to my own selfish pursuits so that I can grow through Christ. First I must die so that I can grow and florish. Such an upside-down way of thinking. 

But won't I be miserable if I deny myself? Oh, but this is where it really becomes topsy-turvy. My heart is filled anew with lasting joy, with contentment, with a treasure of the knowledge of all of the good things I have received. My eyes are suddenly wide open and capable of seeing things which had not previously been seen.  

And the heart knows that this is best. It is full. It has been filled with the treasure of God, the gift of His Son. And this is best.  

Monday, June 26, 2017


Wow! I haven't posted since December!

I'm quite active on Instagram, and I have found that it has replaced my need to blog. I have discovered that the reason I loved blogging in the first place was because it enabled me to record and share moments in our life. Instagram has allowed the same and with less thought and intention because it's photo-sharing with a small snippet of a thought. I am all for being intentional in life, but sometimes keeping my blog updated has felt like a chore requiring more thought than I feel able to expend.

But I've missed blogging. Do people still read blogs? I feel like there has been such a big shift to Instagram. It's funny how quickly certain social media platforms can replace others.

So perhaps I'll get back to blogging on a more regular basis. I definitely have more time during the summer since we take a break from our homeschooling.

So far this break, I have been doing a ton of reading. I set a goal for myself to read twenty-five books this year. I've read twelve so far which means I'm pretty much right on pace. It's been wonderful to get lost in books again. I'm reading mostly fiction right now, with a couple of non-fiction also on the bedside table, picked up from time to time.

I've also been very busy with gardening and outdoor work. I love the summer. I can hardly stand to be in the house this time of year which also means that I do not do much knitting. I'm too much in love with the weather to sit and knit. However, I did start crocheting a cotton market bag yesterday which I will actually use at the farmer's market this summer. Most of my yarn-time the last few years have been spent knitting, so this little project has been a nice, quick break. It's amazing how much faster crocheting is than knitting.

This is also our summer to travel. We were in Gatlinburg, TN, and made a quick stop in Asheville, NC, to visit a friend last month and have vacations to Charleston, SC (to visit our best friends) and Bar Harbor, ME, planned as well. I LOVE traveling. I LOVE getting away. I always feel so inspired and refreshed after traveling.

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

making things

There are several times during each year when my creative senses seem to jolt to life. During those times, I find it hard concentrating on much other than creating and making or thinking about creating and making. 

I have noticed that the time from Thanksgiving until Christmas day is one of those times. Something clicks in my brain, and I just find myself wanting to make everything. And I love it. Although it does prove challenging to balance it and keep it in check with all of my responsibilities. 

Even our homeschooling days reflect this. Sure we continue on with our math and grammar and history, but this is the time of year when I find that it's pertinent to fit in the creative enrichments that I find so important. Classical music fills the air. The yarn and paint and fabric is usually littering many surfaces of our home. The piano and guitar are humming away. The oven is churning out many more yummy delicacies than it does any other time of the year. 

Right now, with the encouragement of Bob Ross (or should I say his old re-runs on Netflix) my kids are enthralled with painting. We're using acrylics as Brad had a bin of them left over from his painting days many years ago (note: acrylic paints stay good even after twenty years of not using them as long as they're sealed tight.) We picked up some canvases, and the kids have been spending many hours at the kitchen table painting. 

While they are busy creating their masterpieces, I'm finding moments of time to knit and cross-stitch. I did some Christmas gift knitting, and now I am trying to focus on getting some socks done that have been on the needles for a couple of months. I get a bit twitchy when I have projects languishing for more than a month or so. 

And we got our first substantial snow last night. It looks so pretty! As much as I prefer a warmer climate, I figure that if it's going to be cold it is much better for there to be snow. Without it, all is gloomy and grey.

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

And so begins December...

Oh my goodness! It has been such an incredibly long time since I virtually scribbled in this space. September. And now it is December and we're in the midst of Advent, and I just don't know how those months went by so quickly.

I have been doing some relatively frequent posting on Instagram (see link in the sidebar.) I have been finding the ease of snapping a photo and captioning just more fitting for my life lately, but I have recently found myself missing keeping this space filled with musings and photos. Writing here requires a slowing necessary in order to put down coherent thoughts. Quite honestly, my mental energies have been all tied up in various other places which is probably why I haven't felt the drive to sit down and write here. But slowing is good, isn't it?

So perhaps I will try to be more diligent in my keeping of this blog? We shall see.  But for now, I wanted to just post something of an update and attach a few photos of the happenings around our home. I am soaking in the miracle of Christmas right now. I am in love with this season, with this celebration.