making poke berry ink.
the leaves are changing and many have fallen.
my fridge is stuffed with turnips, kohlrabi, carrots, kale, cauliflower and arugula.
we are eating soup at least two nights a week.
no one has tired of apple desserts yet.
halloween costumes are being planned for (a gypsy and a pumpkin).
bengal spice tea is my new found favorite (with cream).
the first fire has been burned in the fireplace.
i wore tights today.
a pile of wool blankets is at arm’s reach in each room.
the hot water bottle came to bed with us last night.
a bag of candy corn has already been consumed (in one day. by mama.)
our living room has welcomed us back
yes i do believe autumn has arrived.
i have been spending less time on the computer.
i sometimes think of the days before we had a computer, email accounts or even cell phones.
it wasn’t that long ago.
we had none of those when we first got married.
we would kiss each other goodbye as we left for work and then talk again at dinner.
i miss the simplicity of back then.
don’t get me wrong i realize the luxury of it all and i love getting little love texts from chris.
but the last few weeks i have resisted the urge to sit and browse.
and
i’ve been reading books,
knitting,
trying new recipes,
listening to radio programs,
and
dreaming up new spaces.
my mind has more room.
and i sometimes i like the feeling of only knowing what’s happening right here.
hannah ran over with the beech tree branch and told me it had my name written all over it.
she was right.
the other day the four of us were all sitting around the dinner table.
i asked “if you were living on a deserted island and could only have one thing to eat (and no matter what it was it would keep you healthy and alive) what would you prefer?
hannah- sushi
norah- tofu
papa- pizza
mama- couldn’t decide between garbanzo beans and french fries.
i love playing these sorts of games.
have you seen this?
we have had a bit of an emotional week.
we lost a little baby mouse that had lost it’s mama. we were trying to nurse him and give him a life. his name was pip.
and sadly we also lost our beloved rabbit harley.
although it is hard to lose little critters that we all have become so attached to and sometimes it’s hard to understand why, we are trying to focus on all of the beautiful life that does surround us every day.
we woke up to a chilly morning
with nothing but shorts and tee shirts in their drawers.
i went up to the attic to see what i might find.
i threw down some pants and long sleeves for norah that hannah once wore.
and the pants i found for hannah turned out to be floods.
their legs are longer and their feet are bigger.
i know this is what is supposed to happen.
but when i look at these photos i can’t help but stare.
are these really my babies?
sometimes i wished we had designed a little mailbox for the chicken coop
for all of the thank you notes i have wanted to send our hens.
dear gals,
the other day our neighbor stopped by to give us a basket of cherry tomatoes from her garden. i wanted to reciprocate and opened up your coop and filled a basket of your eggs to give to her. she was delighted.
today someone we met at the garage sale last weekend stopped by with a box of homemade baked goods. i asked her if she would like some eggs in exchange and her face lit up.
the other night i was too tired to think about dinner. i pulled some of your eggs from the fridge and mixed them with some swiss chard from the garden and a proper meal was born within minutes.
last week we pulled out all of the ingredients to bake cookies but quickly realized we were out of eggs. norah ran to the coop and there were two sitting there as if they were waiting to be turned into chocolate chip cookies.
and whenever i am in a pinch while packing lunches there are always eggs to be hard boiled.
your eggs are a gift.
and we thank you.
sincerely,
the lady with the dark hair who feeds you sunflower seeds each morning.
craft circle
tonight was “craft circle”.
it started out as a large circle of us gathered around all working on individual craft projects.
knitting, quilting, sewing, mending, embroidery etc.
some months the circle was so big it spilled into the next room.
over time though the circle has shrunk quite a bit.
and most of the time it is a craft triangle of myself and my two lovely neighbor friends.
the three of us have been crafting together for 13 years now and i can honestly say that it is rare that a month gets skipped.
there were a few years where i would just sit and nurse a baby and not craft at all.
it’s always fun to see what new projects get pulled out of everyone’s bag. (even though some of us lately seem to be working on the same project month after month)
along with clicking needles and cutting fabric there is always good conversation and lots of laughs.
tonight i pulled out the same fingerless mitts as last month.
but no one seemed to mind.
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