Showing posts from October, 2009

Why Are So Many Walking Away from Responsibility ?

In the past two months I have heard a lot about mothers needing to get away from their families and to be honest it bothers me. Whenever I felt that way, it was the first sign that I was not walking close to God, it was a sign of my spiritual decline, so a word of experience from an older woman here.
And so, this post if for full time, stay at home Christian mothers, that feel a bit overwhelmed....
I wonder if Jesus mother, Mary ever felt she had to get away from her children and husband ? Seems a bit absurd to even think of, almost sacrilegious to entertain the thought of Mary having to get away from her family because she felt overwhelmed. But I am sure the duties of motherhood feel heavy on her shoulders just as they do mothers in modern times. So what makes the difference from then and now ? Maybe it was one simple thing, the relationship we have with God. That's an "ouch" kind of statement and we all have felt like the role of wife and mother is just too hard to handl…

Busy Day

It was a busy day around here. Yesterday I worked on painting a wall in the living room so it would all be ready for Emery to help me move some furniture around when he got home from work, and he helped me lay more of the new flooring in the living room. We ended up staying up late to get more done, then we were both up early, so not as much sleep as normal.
I had Mei-Ling stay with me this morning as Melanie had a Doctors appointment. She has not been feeling all that great since she had the swine flu and it seems now she has a upper respiratory infection so they are watching her closely. Casi had the day off so I told them to enjoy the day, knowing that Mei-Ling and I would enjoy spending the day together and we did. Playing, laughing, watching the animals, doing some house work, for which she loves to help. And then nap time in Grammie and Grandpa's big old feather bed. I showed Mei-Ling a simple music box jewelry chest that I found at a thrift store, she wanted to find out what…

"Oh What A Night" as the song goes

"Oh, what a night !" but not the kind you want. Around 1:30 in the morning, we woke to the tornado siren screaming. Not a good way to wake up. In a daze Emery and I hunt for shoes and socks, turn on the television to see the radar, call Melanie to make sure they heard it too, they did and poor Melanie's voice is shaken, not at all a good way for a pregnant mommy to wake up. Mei-Ling slept through it, how, I have no idea since its practically an earth shattering sound. The siren seems to go on forever, relentless in its call to action. The sky is funny colored, which is never a good sign. On the radar there is low level rotation, and it looks like its heading right for our town. The batteries are dead in the weather radio, but we are watching the television for an update before we decide to head for the shelter which is less than a mile from our home. Melanie and I stay on the phone, watching the very same television channel, trying to decide what we should do, and then, …

Around the Farm Today

Wandering around the place with camera in hand seemed to yield some fun photos today of the critters that call our land "home". The fall plantings are beginning to give us food for our meals and that is always a blessing.

The Old Fashioned Pair

The Old-Fashioned Pair
~Edgar Guest~
Tis a little old house with a squeak in the stairs, And a porch that seems made for just two easy chairs; In the yard is a group of geraniums red, And a glorious old-fashioned peony bed. Petunias and pansies and larkspurs are there Proclaiming their love for the old-fashioned pair. Oh, it's hard now to picture the peace of the place! Never lovelier smile lit a fair woman's face Than the smile of the little old lady who sits On the porch through the bright days of summer and knits. And a courtlier manner no prince ever had Than the little old man that she speaks of as "dad." In that little old house there is nothing of hate; There are old-fashioned things by an old-fashioned grate; On the walls there are pictures of fine looking men And beautiful ladies to look at, and then Time has placed on the mantel to comfort them there The pictures of grandchildren, radiantly fair. Every part of the house seems to whisper of joy, Save the trinkets that speak of a…

Natures Fall Garden

Natures Fall Garden ~Loise Pinkerton Fritz~
The treetops are sun-touched Along country lanes That wend through the meadows And woodland terrain. The leaves are so beauteous With color aflame, Since nature is singing Its autumn refrain.
Near fence rows grow sumacs All coned with bright red, And bordering these beauties Are goldenrod beds. Sun's rays touch the earth shades And highlight each hue Of nature's fall garden As autumn skips through.

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I know, Christmas is a long ways off, but I just drank a bottle of Julmust and that always puts me in the mood for Christmas. I was surprised to see it in the store already but couldn't pass it up, no matter how early it is. This is the music of my morning, Julmust in hand ~

For All You Texans or anyone who wants to travel to Texas

Thanksgiving weekend is time again for the 22nd annual Homestead Heritage Craft Fair. We have gone for the past 17 years and it has to be something like a bad ice storm to keep us from going. We love it. Homemade items of the highest quality made by the members of a Christian community. Visit their web siteto see all that goes on and I can tell you personally that the food is fantastic there.
If you would like, you can see some of my pasts posts that tell about the fair Inside and Outside Homestead Critters Grandblessings at Homestead Quilts at Homestead Soaps from Homestead Views of the Fair Woodworking Weaving Knitting at the Fair Pottery More Quilts from the Fair

Having A Good Kind of Pride In Being a Homemaker

Yesterday on my way to the hospital I passed a stretch of road that has at least 10 restaurants on each side. All the parking lots were packed. At least 20 restaurants with packed parking lots at noon time. On the way home, it was supper time and again the lots were packed and you could see more cars on their way into the parking lots. I have nothing against going out to eat occasionally, but by talking to some folk and seeing the traffic going into fast food places and restaurants, I am guessing lots of folks go out to eat a lot.
I can't say much about how life is for working wives and mothers since I have never really been one. I quit work nine months after I married, the very same day I went to the Doctors to discover I was pregnant and never went back except for a couple months when Emery lost his job in Oregon and that was only part time. But I can say how I see things from a stay at home mom view of things. Its what I know and honestly how I believe that things worked out …

So Sweet

Mei-Ling and her cousins all had their pictures taken at the botanic gardens wearing their Asian outfits and here are a couple photos of Mei-Ling from that day.

CAT scan done

Now I just have to wait until November 3rd to find out the results of the CAT scan. I am not particularly patient when it comes to waiting for test results but I will do my best.
The scan was a breeze. My veins are easy to find so the IV was nothing, hardly felt it go in, but I sure felt the contrast go into my veins, that stuff was COLD. Its been a miserably rainy day and the drive in and out was less than pleasant. It took me an hour to get home and usually its about a half hour drive into the big city. Might need one more test, a cystoscopy, which I hope I won't need. But the possibility exists that I may have it done on the 3rd. I am praying hard on that one. Sure will be happy to have this all done with. My symptoms have all disappeared which is a real blessing. Thanks for all your prayers and I can feel the power of them.
Melanie is sick again, this time it appears she has the regular flu and Mei-Ling has a cold or a sinus infection. She goes to the Doctor Wednesday. Its been q…

CAT scan today

It's not the scan that I am dreading, just the waiting a week until the results. If you think of it today, say a little prayer for me that I have patience in waiting and do not let my mind roam to all the "what if's".

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Making Apple Cinnamon Garland

In the fall, I start thinking about the scent of cinnamon and apples. Each year I seem to make one more apple cinnamon garland for decorating in the cold months when the smell of apple pie makes you think of home and comfort.
Here is a post about how I make apple cinnamon garlands that lasts year after year. When they get a bit less fragrant, I just dot some of the apples with a some pure cinnamon oil and they are revived and refreshed for another year. The dried fruits are strung together on simple hemp twine.
Making Apple Orange and Cinnamon Garland

A Dove

I took this photo two days ago and just keep looking at it, it sure looks like a big white dove in the sky to me.

It is the kind of morning I love best

It is the kind of morning I love best. Slow and easy, no demands, nothing to rush about. There are things I need to do today, but not dictated by any clock. Go to the vets for Harry's heart worm medicine. Go the feed store for hay and feed. Drop off a big bag of stuff at Goodwill and beyond that, nothing is pressing in any way. I will make a birthday cake for Steven and Priscilla later today (they have birthdays only a few days apart and celebrate their anniversary the day after Stevens birthday) and maybe even make the casserole for tomorrows family meal.
I will try to tidy the house a bit, but its still in chaos from the work that started before I got sick. Half the new living room floor is done, half remains to be done. We took out a bookcase that was built in and it is in the hallway, and the wall where we took it down, needs to be patched and painted. Furniture is not where it belongs, but such is life. Not everything gets done just when we want it and one thing getting older…

crackling fire

This morning was a chilly one and one that required a fire in the stove. It was popping and crackling like a fine winter song.

Finding Balance

With my last post I wrote about having too much stuff out of fear of the "what if's" and that is a part of why some hold on to to many objects. However, as in all things, there needs to be a balance and my wise husband reminded me last night of the other side of the pendulum. People with many interests and many hobbies can't live with every horizontal surface empty. And then I remembered my mother who was a true intellectual saying many times that "only boring people have immaculate houses" which was in part her justification for her numerous interests laying around the house. No one would have ever accused my mother of being boring, she was one of the most interesting women I have ever known but that also meant there were bookcases all over the house, new hobbies here and there and things purchased out of a new interest and that made her someone you enjoyed talking to, and always learned from.
On the other side, we have all meet someone with a sparkling cle…

Dumping the Fear

Way back in May of this year I had a personal revelation of sorts regarding fear in my life and how it motivated so many of my actions. It did and it still does to an extent, but its hold on me is less. I wrote about my feelings regarding this subject HERE but realized yesterday after watching Oprah and her bit on life in Denmark, that I still have a long way to go.
The recent economic situation in this country has left many folks realizing that the American lifestyle is a bit like lining up domino's, one thing falls, like your job for instance, and all the other things in life just tumble like that long row of domino's when the first one hits the next one. Its your job, then your health coverage, next your house and car and soon you find that everything has tumbled into a depth of despair that is very hard to climb out of. Which in turn might be part of the motivation for this country becoming a nation of hoarders. We have houses full of stuff, then fill the garage, then we ren…

Time For Candle Dipping

There are just certain activities around here that are seasonal. Candle dipping is one of them. I usually make them in the fall time, making enough for the long winter nights when candle light is most welcome to chase away the early darkness. I have been dipping beeswax candles for decades and never tire of watching the warm golden wax build up, dip after dip, filling the kitchen with the scent of warm honey. There was a time when I would scent the wax or color it but these days I just keep sticking to the natural look. I have a pot of pure New England bayberry wax with a bit of beeswax in it melting in a pot too, these candles will be saved for Christmas time. According to colonial folklore, burning a gifted bayberry candle down to the end on Christmas Eve will bring luck and good fortune for the following year. In fact there is a poem that has been passed down through the years. "A bayberry candle burned to the socket, will bring joy to the heart and gold to the pocket."

Photos of the Day

With the rains due tomorrow, I thought it was a good day for getting laundry done. Emery has gotten the winter clothes and things down from the attic and I like to wash them before using them. Afghans were flying in the breeze today on the line and smelled like sunshine and fresh air when I brought them in.
Carrot tops poking up out of the ground A moment of gray clouds crossing in front of the sun Sunflowers bright and cheery by the kindling barrel Chickens hunting for bugs

Grand-blessings Day

It was a wonderful day, "practically perfect in every way". I got to spend time with both my grand-blessings and of course I enjoyed every moment : ) Tonight, Steven, Priscilla and Elizabeth came over for a visit, and naturally, Grammie had the camera in hand.

A Sunny Day At The Park

Melanie came by to pick me up and go with her and Mei-Ling to the park. A perfect day for some fun in the sunshine before the rains come in tomorrow. There is not a day that goes by that I don't count it a blessing to have my grand-blessings close by. A certain two year old cried when it was time to go home !

Being Content At Home

Things need to slow down a bit for me, because I am not getting enough done at home. Right now in my life, there seems to be something needing to be done outside the home much more than I like.
When the children were all home, I went out maybe once a week and the rest of the time I was home with them, teaching them, cleaning house, cooking, baking, sewing, reading, praying and having fun. But now it seems my life has become more hectic. I like home. I like working on projects at home and keeping up with my housework and chores. The only time I didn't like staying at home was when we lived in Southern California and I hated it there. It was such a departure from my dreams of country living and everyone we knew was on the chase for more of this and more of that, only thing they never seemed to realize they all worked so hard, they never got to enjoy any of it. I felt so out of place there. So I would take the girls, get in the car and head off to shop. As if shopping would chase awa…