I tried to take a short cut home from Atti’s school the other day and ended up getting lost. But around here that just means getting to take an unexpected drive through the country. I passed by this house and had to pull over to absorb it. This is exactly what I want to have someday, wrap around porch and all.
Since I am broke, as I discussed yesterday, I’m hardly in the position to be an art collector. So when artists that I love offer open stock prints of their work I am so grateful I could weep. This is my latest acquisition. “She will find what is lost” by Brian Kershisnik.
This piece is so significant to me and has become even more significant since my work with Ordain Women. I believe God has more for his daughters.
But I had no choice! I had to share these knee highs! Because not only are they gorgeous and hilarious and they make me so happy, but they are a symbol of friendship that warms my heart. A friend of mine has been going through a rough time, so a bunch of our friends and I got together to give her a “Care Bear Stare.” From all our different parts of the world we sent her pairs of socks so that she would have our love and support as she kept putting one foot in front of the other. It’s maybe my favorite gesture of love and friendship I’ve ever been a part of, so I had to buy an extra pair for myself so that I could remember how lucky I am to belong to a group of people like this.
Whenever I smell a hot glue gun, I think of Christmas. That seems to be when I have it out the most and that smell has imprinted on my brain next to poinsettias and tinsel.
Working on my Christmas projects I had the hot glue gun warming up on my desk when the glue leaked out the nozzle into this little flower shape. Just a funny little coincidence, sure, but also a funny little serendipity that made me happy.
Up here in the mountains we live closer to nature than we ever have before. In Modesto the closest I got to wildlife was spiders and stray cats. Here I am regularly awoken by chirping birds as they play in our backyard, dive bombing and chattering as they play hide and seek amongst the oak trees. The other day I heard a knocking so I went to answer the door but no one was there. So I went back to what I was doing until I heard the knocking again and looked up from the computer just in time to see a woodpecker fly away. An honest to goodness woodpecker! Pecking at my house!
We have a whole squirrel family that lives with us too, but they are always too fast for pictures. I tried to sprout a bunch of seedlings late in the summer and those little jerks dug out and ate every one of my seeds. But they’re fuzzy and hilarious, so I can’t stay mad at them. Especially when I watch them tease Boo. She chased one up the drainpipe and I swear that squirrel turned around and blew her a raspberry before scampering off.
Bear’s been asked to be the seminary teacher, which means that he gets up every morning at 5 to teach the teenagers about the scriptures. It’s a massive job and he’s lucky to be able to team teach, which helps defray some of the size of it all, but it’s still been a major change for us and a whole lot of work. He loves it, and I love having a quiet evening as we’re all reading together. And Gizmo loves it because he gets to park his big fuzzy butt on a pile of papers.
A scary computer glitch made it appear that all my photos had disappeared somewhere. Luckily I tracked them down before I had to do anything drastic, but once I found them I had myself a little slideshow in celebration. Gosh my kid is cute.
This photo is from a couple of years ago already, Atti was three and we were playing some music. Loud. I was inspired by his t-shirt and so I put on the playlist I made for him of Beatles music. And he rocked out. And I died of happiness. And today I’m dying all over again from the memory.
It peels, it slices, it cores, it basically does in 15 seconds what it used to take me 5 minutes to do. It suctions to my counter and all I have to do is turn the crank to go from fresh off the tree apple to perfect slices ready for baking. Living so close to Apple Hill, I’ve been making a whole lot with apples lately, and so has Bear. I don’t know which of us is more in love with this little baby, but since it’s the first time I’ve ever gotten Bear to help me with my canning, I think it’s probably me.