Healing, Hot Drinks for Midwinter

We are gathering around the stove more and more often these days, for tea and coffee, and other soothing cups. We cradle our mugs in hands streaked with soot and ink, sipping drinks that comfort our hearts and hands, souls and bodies. We’re a coffee family in the mornings, or late at night, and sometimes…

End of Advent Devotions

We’re nearing the end of the O Antiphons, the nights are at their longest, and the days are all too brief. I’ve been praying the St. Andrew Novena this month, and it’s become a part of the season. I pray it when I’m driving, when I’m washing dishes, when I’m feeding the stove. I end…

Advent!

Can you believe the new year is here already! I adore Advent. It feels so fresh and new! The short, cold days that bleed into long nights, with Orion glowing so brightly above us. We slaughtered the birds for St. Andrew’s, it was frustrating. Some of them were so young, but last winter was a…

After Snow

We had our first snow of the season last week. Just a tiny amount, but it reminded us just how short autumn is, and how soon winter will be here. On The First Snow Day, we began winterizing in earnest. Windows were taken down and replaced, the wood pile was nearly doubled, and all the…

When God Wants to Teach You Something…

He really hammers it home. Apparently, I’m supposed to learn something about cars. Or maybe it’s trust. Or maybe it’s a lesson in staying home more and really building this domestic monastery. Either way, He’s been pretty insistent this year, so I better figure it out soon! “Cars and [Goepels] are like, un-mixy things.” Yesterday, while driving…

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…