The First Fire

The first fire in the wood stove each fall is a spiritual experience for me, it beckons an awakening of a quietude that is lost during the hot summer. This one small happening brings with it a flood of emotions that are connected deeply to the things I love the most in life. Memories of children sitting on the floor surrounded by toys, laughing at the popping of the wood as they made play horses jump and play people do chores. There are precious memories of little grandbabies sleeping soundly in the cradle, snuggled tightly under home made quilts, their tiny rosy cheeks begging to be kissed ever so gently. As I sit in front of this first fire of the season, I think about all the quiet evenings that are yet to be born. Conversations between Emery and I that are like the finest treasures. This little stove will be the place where steaming mugs of hot cocoa and pancakes on Sunday mornings are made.
This morning as I sit spinning the last of the orange silk and merino blend, I listen to the noisy crows outside my window, calling to one another. Perhaps they are talking to each other about the first fire in our stove too, a sure sign that winter is not that far away.
Deeply I sigh and thank God for His rich and wonderful blessings in my life. Last night we celebrated Steven and Priscilla's birthdays. Laughter around the table, good food, 2 three year olds with lots of energy dancing together hand in hand. Two babies being passed around with honest joy from each recipient of this honor to hold and snuggle the newest additions to the family. Emery and I, sitting tall, so proud of our children and grandchildren. With Gods help we have raised up another generation that will each in their own way, make this world a better place. This first fire, is a holy experience for me, a time to give thanks, to count blessings and to re-affirm all the reasons we live this simple life.
1 Thessalonians 5:16 Be joyful always;

Comments

Mrs.T said…
Simply lovely ..

Thank you for this..

I wish you would write a book of your simply life..

Not for money.. but as a minstry

Denise in TN
Renee said…
Patty - this is a beautiful post. Thanks so much for sharing it with us!
I have been a lurker for a while. I love your blog and thoughts on the simple life.

My daughter (age 9) loves yarn and knitting. She has learned on her own - I know nothing about knitting. She desires to get into spinning yarn but I have no idea where to start or what kind of wheel to get. I'm confident enough in my daughters desire / interest that I'm willing to get a nice wheel. But first I want to investigate... can children do this? How much instruction is needed? What is the most appropriate wheel?

Do you have any recommendations on where I go to find out more info? A google search is overwhelming.

Thanks so much.

Kris in Hockley Texas
Patty said…
Hi Kris, my girls were about 9 and 12 when they learned to spin and we bought each of them their own wheels. Two of us have Ashford Travellers and my oldest daughter has a Wee Peg. I love my ashford traveller ! Its easy to take with me in the car which is nice since I often demonstrate spinning. I learned to spin by attending the local fiber arts guild meeting and they were more than happy to teach me.
http://www.bluemoonfibers.com/tfgpage2.html has a list of spinning and weaving guilds in Texas. If you were closer I would be happy to teach your daughter and you.
It takes about 6 weeks to get the full hang of spinning but you can make some fun yarn after only a couple times at the wheel.
Buy a nice natural color simple merino wool roving to learn on. It spins well and does not cost an arm and a leg. There are some good instructional videos on YouTube on spinning too.
feel free to email me at pasuhi54@msn.com if you have more questions.
Patty

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