Abandoning Words: Back to My Roots II

I’ve picked up a lot of adjectives in the past few years; some fell into my life naturally, while other have always felt forced: labels I crammed into my life like a freshman comp. student piling up words to make up for lack of research. I’m editing out the forced adjectives now, the ones I…

Vintage Tables and Houseplants: Winterizing the Yurt

The maples around us are bright red and yellow; Even the oaks are starting to change. The ferns are rusty gold all down the path to the beaver pond. We’re stacking wood and planning for winter’s bacon. The whole world smells of October. Inside the house, we’re shifting furniture and hanging curtains – getting ready…

Abandoning Words: Back to My Roots

I’ve picked up a lot of adjectives in the past few years; some fell into my life naturally, while other have always felt forced: labels I crammed into my life like a freshman comp. student piling up words to make up for lack of research. I’m editing out the forced adjectives now, the ones I…

Autumn Schooling

We came back to our fully school schedule this past Monday with all sorts of renewed enthusiasm and the crisp, autumn air to encouraged us! School is such a delightful opportunity to fall into new habits and rituals, and recommit to old ones. We’re greeting the mornings with an early ‘Coffee Time’ period – reading our…

Today:

Feeling: cool, tired, grey-moody under the slowly changing leaves. Anticipatory – autumn is here. Seeing: Serious-eyed kids tallying numbers, chewing pencils, sipping tea; and the dog’s reproaches rising from the sunlight as she watches breakfast dishes soaking. Lists and papers, pens and ink-stained fingers. Monday-things. Listening: To Friday I’m In Love, almost done; I really don’t care if…

Bohemian Mama: One Room Family

Some days we feel so crowded! Sometimes life in one room is exhausting. We’re always together – and for this introvert, that can get old really fast! Like Yarrow and Ilya’s favorite toad in his “new house.” (Don’t worry, he broke out only 5 minutes after being moved in, usually he lives happily under the…

Goldenrod for End of Summer Healing

It glows like the autumn sun as it towers above field and hedgerows. Summer is passing away and the goldenrod has come to make that passing lovely. In September we fill the house with goldenrod. It glows on the altar and bends over pitchers of water on the table. It scatters blossoms on the floor…

Learning Silence

I’ve been quieter online these past months. I’m learning about silence. Learning to step back and recognize limitations: both my own and other people’s. I’ve been thinking a lot about how much we invest in these screen-lives of ours. I went into the woods to live. Intensely, simply, wholly. When we first went off-grid we…

Maine Summer Sangria

We had friends over for dinner the other night. It was hot and humid, I put goat-curry to simmer on the outdoor stove and let peachy-thyme galettes set on the table – under a napkin to keep the bugs away. For drinks, I made fresh lemonade with blueberries and peaches for the kids and chilled…

Baiting-Cakes and Books for Rainy Days

It’s a rainy, cooling sort of day after another long week of heat. Thunder-storms are expected later this afternoon, but the gray drizzle we have going right now is as cozy as can be. I’m making lists of books we’ll need (‘want’ is probably a better word) for the fall – not only for the…