Friday, September 22, 2017

Day story


Outside my window, I watch the steady raining of leaves and acorns. They crunch under foot. The maple leaves, all spent, are my favorite. I think of my childhood and how the fall was full of the sound of crunchy leaves.

Giving thanks for slowing down. For days when I sleep later. Days when I do less. Days when I get the luxury of looking through a cookbook, menu planning, and the mindless decorating of a planning page with washi tape.

In the school room, a good start to the year. Instituting pretty consistent office hours. I cried over Gilgamesh (a favorite!). Loved revisiting ancients in a new way. Thankful for the rich resources found in Beautiful Feet.

From the kitchen, a creamy, sweet mug of pumpkin spice coffee--today, the first of autumn. I don't know where spring and summer went, truly. I don't even have many photographs to document the days. Desperately trying to hold onto the present. A month of menus planned brings me peace.

I am learning to let things go. This summer taught me that I can't control circumstances or opinions. I can't own fulfilling someone's happiness. I'm just doing the best I can with what I know and what I have.

I don't want to forget their joy at a family movie night. Tonight is a second time recently, and Shane requested ice cream. So I got some today at the store. I don't want to forget the evening walks with my kids and how they want to be with me and hold my hand. Last night, the three of us girls in a row, holding hands. Good life.

Around the house, it is back to the familiar. Lawn cuts, leaves, the chimneys cleaned and readied for a first fire. (Do you have any idea how this comforts me? Those fires and the warmth and the embrace of home. The woodsmoke smell in the air and on my clothes. It grounds me.)

I am hearing the quiet, and it's heavy in my ears.

A view of my favorite things:
a great start
goofing around

Cozzy asleep during a read aloud


Erin's photo of a duck at Suzanne's

Jerusalem artichokes

what being outside does for her

hand holding with my high schooler

Friday wine night

fun treats for lunch bentos

the new video equipment at church

At the table, spelling tests to grade, a video on pyramids, hand-drawn maps, and blue tickets. I love teaching my kids, and they know it. Days like today, spent with my kids, I feel like the luckiest person alive. 

Monday, September 18, 2017

And still counting (10,929-10,935)

unexpected texts of encouragement in a hard week
Saturdays with Shane home

cookbooks from the library
the piercing of bone and marrow
hugs with Erin

Monday, September 11, 2017

And still counting (10,917-10,928)

the honking calls of southbound geese
the fragrance of the last of summer days
a good visit with my sister
paleo chocolate donuts for a first day of school

prayers for our year and hearts, heard
stickers on sale
and a teacher's discount for this homeschool mom
waffles for breakfast
a hike with Suzanne and my girls

cuddles while Erin was feverish
time at home
this family