Thursday, October 31, 2013
But, I decided to try to play Pollyanna about it. I came up with:
1. I get to experiment with baking bread on the stove top.
2. I have an excuse to clean behind, around and under the stove when we pull it out.
3. Hubby has an excuse to patch up the mouse hole behind the stove. Yes, we literally have a real mouse hole in the wall like in the cartoons...not so arched, but close enough!
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
There is a maple syrup farm for sale the next state over and it has me dreaming. We go through a LOT of maple syrup every year and to be able to make our own, and sell it, would be very nice. Unfortunately, it seems dreaming is as far as I can get with this maple farm. It would take a miracle.....
Monday, October 28, 2013
Really, we've been blessed so much, lately, I need to start writing thank you cards!
Sunday, October 27, 2013
I would like something soft and kitten gray.
A scarf, perhaps. Or a light sweater in merino wool, cashmere or angora. A skirt, maybe? A silk blouse. Gloves. Socks!
Or a kitten.
I can only dream of a kitten. My beloved does not share my fondness of cats and my children certainly wouldn't give the poor creature a moment's rest. Although, we could use a good mouser!
Saturday, October 26, 2013
All summer I dreaded the coming of winter. How, I anxiously wondered, will I ever manage another winter cooped up in this little cottage? The walls already felt like they were closing in on me. Could I manage juggling 4 small children with cabin fever?
I didn't want to bear the cold.
I didn't want to bear the winter coats and gloves and mittens and hats and scarves and boots.
I didn't want to see trees naked of their leaves, or a bleak winter landscape.
I didn't want to feel cold or worry about driving anywhere or hubby working out in sub zero temperatures all day.
I didn't want to say good-bye to sunlit evenings and face darkness before dinnertime.
I was actually stressed out about winter coming.
But, whether or not I want it to, winter is coming.
Just an hour's drive north of me, snow fell the other morning. And I was happy to see pictures of it on facebook!
Grim acceptance started to breed little pins and needles of anticipation.
Cozying under covers.
Handiwork that only seems to get done in the quiet evenings.
The beauty of winter is starting to intrigue me. I actually miss watching snow swirls across the road in front of me while I drive.
Sun dresses and sandals lost their appeal and I was dying for a pair of corduroy pants. Thankfully, my local Goodwill delivered with a pair of soft, chocolate brown ones for half price. $3.00? Why, yes, thank you!
While an hour's north had snow, here on the north hill face of the valley we have yet to see a frost. I look forward to God's artwork in ice on a crisp, browned leaf that once waved on a tree in our yard just a couple months ago.
And, best of all, I look forward to finally cross country skiing again!
Friday, October 25, 2013
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Saturday, October 19, 2013
The other day, my daughter told me that she wants to learn how to read. I heard somewhere that once a child starts putting bodies on their drawings of people (as opposed to just drawing legs off the head), they are ready to read. Sure enough, she has been drawing bodies and when I tested her on phonics sounds through the alphabet, she got most of them. Out came our beloved Bob Books and she quickly picked up books 1 and 2. Now, she's like Helen Keller when she made the connection at the water. She is constantly pointing out words to me and asking what they are. Sometimes I tell her. Sometimes I have her sound them out.
I expect she'll catch on quickly to reading and we can start first grade next year with her reading already. Her older brother has difficulties reading and possibly some mild dyslexia and even though he is in 2nd grade, I still have to read many things out to him. We started a reading chart and he has been willingly reading more and more books. He already filled his October chart! His books are Kindergarten/First Grade level books, but he's reading. I'm not worried. He'll pick it up over time. I'd rather cultivate a love of reading and desire to read and good reading comprehension than a child who can read at or above their level.