Rest was needed. Work saps me of my energy and I've worked a lot lately. I begin to revert deep into myself when I'm that tired, leaving a shell of a person for the rest of the world to relate to while I huddle in a dark corner within. It's not a pretty sight.
As things happened, three days off in a row stared at me with all the promise of a budding tree.
Day one was wonderful and amazing and restorative. I woke up and recognized myself in the mirror, feeling light and bright and human again. My home received some attention, my boys and I soaked up time together, we spent the afternoon with friends and the evening relaxed at home.
It is now day two. After schoolwork and chores I treated my boys to Wendy's then some time at the park. Now I'm fixin' to go take a short snooze before it's time to make dinner and head out to church.
Day three is, as yet, unscheduled but full of promise.
We've been spending many evenings around the campfire in our backyard. One evening we feasted on roasted hot dogs and watermelon. Another we had BBQ ribs, corn on the cob, zucchini and summer squash. Of course, there are smores for dessert. What kind of campfire would it be?
When not huddled around the fire we huddle around Netflix and watch the Blue Planet documentaries. These are truly the best I've seen. All about the world's oceans, well put together, tasteful, and beautiful. HIGHLY recommended!
http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b008044n
My youngest son and I sang a duet at church on Sunday (Mother's Day). It was our first with just the two of us and I loved every moment of it! I loved practicing with him, and praying with him beforehand, and listening to his bravery as he sang a verse alone.
In lieu of a snooze I will now make myself a yummy iced coffee and seize the rest of the afternoon with vitality and vigor!
There was a bucket of live prawns, fresh from the Sound (the Puget Sound that is), that my boss had caught just this morning. He brought them in for safekeeping in our walk-in. They were squirmy and pink and HUGE! I tried, how I tried, to stay OUT of the walk-in while it was occupied with said prawns (LIVE!). But there was a bucket of clam chowder I need to retrieve, just behind the bucket of prawns. Gingerly as I could I scooted the prawns over which woke them from their little nap and set them to squirming again. I grabbed the chowder quickly and never turned back. I'm not really a prawn kind of girl.
Home now and baking. A couple loaves of fresh bread. A batch of cookie dough brownies. Some venison steaks that had been in the frig for a couple days and needed to be cooked up.
We've got some company over and the front yard is FULL of children. Seven of 'em. I love how the warm weather brings them out of the woodwork. I love the sounds and smells of home when there are children around and fresh bread rising. Nothing better!
In the wider expanse of home (the island on which we live) I find many things to love as well. Like baby geese on a beach. Who wouldn't love some sandy bottomed little goslings?!?
There were quite a few goose families at the beach this day. This particular one was the largest I could see. And the white one belonged somehow. It followed them everywhere. A nanny? A crazy uncle?
It was on this same day that my boys and I went hiking. We started on the beach then meandered up into the woods and found our way back down to the beach again.
This place is beautiful and I feel so blessed to call it home!
A treasure!!
The sun streaming through verdant trees.
The curving beach.
The sky is still bigger here. And so blue!
I layed in the warm, dry sand, fingers curled into the warmth. I gazed into the sky: the blue, the wispy white clouds and spotted a neat contrast.
And my boy watched tiny fish at the shore. He caught a couple, threw rocks at them too.
And my other boy, in his element in the outdoors, found adventure.
Finding treasures is not for the lucky, it's for the looking.
In the simple act of looking and seeing and noticing, a wealth of beauty and gifts present themselves.
My son's treasure was found while he was doing yardwork. This boy has eyes like a hawk, let me tell you. And he notices the little things. While his eyes see, his mind ingests the details in full color.
He may, or may not be, a little goofy...always.
My treasure presented itself very early on a drizzly wet morning. The sky was just beginning to lighten, the birds were already singing and I was leaving for work.
There on the ground next to my Jeep I spotted something colorful.
I thanked God (and the bird) for leaving such a gift just for me, because I knew it was for me.
It's the kind of day that I slept in later than I should have, showered and dressed in clean pj's. It's my second day off of work in a row and let me tell you, I have slept.
My youngest son is battling strep throat. Nasty stuff that has had him out of commission for three days. He has barely eaten, other than some brothy soup and tons of fruit pops, save the garlic bread he couldn't resist from last night's dinner, oh, and ice cream. I just hurt for him. Not enough to save him from his Math.
So, sleeping, reading, baking, housework. These things have filled my days.
In my sleep I dreamed about these sandals...
And in my waking I baked this Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Cheesecake.
It's a typical spring day around here. Sunshiney one moment and raining the next, urging the grass to grow inches in a matter of moments. The birds are beautiful as always, singing and chattering at each other. In the last few days these varieties have been seen in our yard:
One day I will play a cello. I crave this experience like some may crave bungee jumping or deep sea diving.
The haunting, emotional voice of the cello reaches out and grabs my soul like no other instrument can.
I want to cause that sound,
feel the vibrations in my fingertips and running up my arm straight to my heart.
These videos inspire me, evoking tears and goosebumps at the same time.
(If you want to watch them you must first pause the music player at the very bottom of my page)
The spiritual inspiration of "Nearer My God To Thee"...my prayer.
Inspiration from Bach.
Silliness that makes me giggle E.V.E.R.Y. time!!
Beethoven, he was an odd duck. It is thought that he was afflicted with bi-polar disorder. Beyond this, he was a musician and honestly, I've never met a musician that wasn't a little "off" one way or the other. This is hard to explain in just a few words so maybe I'll take the time to elaborate this more in a separate post.
Anyhow, I came across two quotes from Mr. Beethoven that really struck a chord with me (pun intended ).
As a lover of music, as one who attempts to be a musician, these words are meant for me....
"Don't only practice your art but force your way into it's secrets"
And, appropriate for me each and every time I sit at the piano....
"The real artist has no pride. Unfortunately he sees that his art has no limits. He feels obscurely how far he is from the goal.
While he is perhaps being admired by others, he mourns the fact that he has not yet reached the point to which his better genius, like a distant sun, ever beckons to him."
Yes, Mr. Beethoven, I mourn what could be and is not.
It's ridiculous how slooooooww I am at this silly photo challenge I set for myself. If you'll remember I began this journey mid-March. Today I'm all the way up to photos 4 and 5 with a whopping 25 more to go. Might not make it by the end of April, I'm thinkin'. Good thing I'm flexible with myself. Maybe I'll can the whole thing and move onto May's list of photo challenges after this. Who knows!
#4 Challenge is "someone who makes you happy"
It took a long time to settle on a subject for this one. But after yesterday I knew this picture would do.
My youngest boy makes me happy because he does sweet things like bake cookies and then arranges them thoughtfully and decoratively.
#5 Challenge is "Tiny"
I think this little guy fits the bill.
Kind of yucky but fascinating at the same time.
I know, I'm sometimes a big sissy.
The bonus picture fits the bill for both #4 and #5. This one makes me happy and could also be considered tiny.
But, he doesn't bake cookies or have wings. He's my Charlie. ♥
Yes, the pic is blurry but look at those eyes! Look at those eyes, I tell ya, and just go ahead and try to not be melted!!
It's a drizzly afternoon. Spring showers are washing away the yellow pollen dust that covers everything. Birds have been industrious and I'm seeing a few more varieties stopping by. I'm wondering if it's a good time to fill the hummingbird feeders. I know it's possible to keep those going all year, I've just always been a spring/summer feeder.
There's a warm fire burning in the fireplace and I have no where to go, no where to be except right here. I worked this morning but since I gave my students the day off of school, there was no schoolwork to oversee when I got home. My husband is off of work today, hence, no school. But, just because there is not any "official" schooling happening doesn't mean there is no learning. Oldest son has been immersed in a book all day, reading without end. Youngest son is baking peanut butter cookies, measuring, mixing, shaping, all on his own!
I'm working on the formatting of my greeting cards and postcards. I have eighteen images chosen to start with and have my signature "stamped" on each image. I'm trying to decide on a company name of sorts to print on the back of the cards. I seem to be at a standstill here. I'm not really ready to do a full blown business or anything so it really just needs to be a simple way to distinguish my cards from someone else's.
So, I painted my nails yellow yesterday while helping my students with Math (they were doing a Unit Test so there wasn't too much I could do). The yellow turned out to be awful but I left it on anyway. Went to work today with my ugly yellow nails and received many glances and odd comments. As soon as I got home I stripped off the ugly yellow. Now what color?
Dinner tonight will be ravioli casserole. I'm beyond excited for this one. Love ravioli and meat sauce and gooey mozzarella. And peanut butter cookies for dessert (thanks to my awesome son who has decided to display his creations in my fancy covered glass cake stand).
Well, enough chit-chat...back to the formatting of cards!
In this past month my boys each quietly turned a year older. And my heart stretched and shifted to accommodate the changes.
My youngest, on his eleventh birthday, celebrated with a day of paintballing with his dad, brother, pastor, and Sunday school teacher. They loved every moment of it! We enjoyed a homemade dinner and dessert then all crashed into bed.
The eldest celebrated his thirteenth birthday at a waterpark. We stayed overnight at the resort, splurged on a very expensive dinner, and had a wonderful time together.
(These two are not my pictures, from Google)
This month we have spent some time at the beach, spotting whales and bald eagles. Warming our faces in the spring sun.
We took in the grand opening of the nearby Cabela's. I was tired from an early morning at work so I mainly enjoyed sitting by the ginormous fireplace in the foyer.
My mom fell and fractured her knee, had surgery, and is currently staying in a rehabilitation center. I'm hoping to get down there next month to see her and my brothers.
I'm catching up to my boys in my copywork notebook for our schooling. I lagged behind for awhile but I've been putting on the steam. : ) A mom's got to be an example! My students are gearing up for their next research reports. I gave them full liberty to choose their own topic; eldest son chose the Abrams tank and youngest son is researching the history of cars.
Outside my window... sunshine and springtime! Birds and bugs and green grass and warmish air. The sliding door is open and boys and dogs are wandering in and out at will.
I am thinking (and praying)... about my mom. Her surgery went well, she woke well rested and was excited to eat real food today. Not sure when she will be going home. I imagine recovery will be lengthy. : (
I am thankful... for a job and coworkers that I get along with. They make the time I spend at work enjoyable. We can laugh together and have a good time.
In the kitchen... Tonight's dinner will be chicken-baked steaks with gravy and homemade biscuits, with veggies of course! And strawberries for dessert. ♥
I am wearing... My work grubbies. Must fix that.
I am creating... He-he.
I am going... To be working for the next couple of days then have a few days off with my husband and boys for a little birthday trip. They are 13 and 11 this weekend and we are treating them to two days at a waterpark/resort here in our state. Our family has never stayed at a resort before so we are all pretty excited.
I am reading... my Bible...my lifeline.
I am looking forward to... celebrating my boys and their 11th and 13th milestones. They are amazing young men. Youngest son requested my sweet potato casserole for his birthday dinner. We settled on fried chicken and salad to go with it. I'll also make his favorite peanut butter/ chocolate pudding pie. It's pretty dreamy. Eldest son gets to eat out for his birthday as we will be at that resort I mentioned for his special day.
From the homeschool room (our dining table)... My boys are doing awesome with Math! Is it cool to admit that in public? Things seem to be just running so smoothly in that subject. I remember last year at this time was a different story! They are also keeping up with their copywork while I, sadly, have fallen way behind.
Around the house... my boys and I spent an afternoon this week working in our backyard. We don't have a mower at the moment but we were able to collect all of the winter's tree debris and old dog bones and other various trash. We had a bonfire and roasted marshmallows and felt good with our physical labor. But 8 hours at work, 3 hours of working outside, and a couple hours of making dinner and catching up on laundry and housework left me beat and so sore at the end of the day! Who knew a woman could pull from a well of energy so deep when her home and family depend on it?!?
I am pondering... tea. A nice hot cup sounds perfect right now. And some time with God's word.
A favorite quote for today... "What you do speaks so loudly that I cannot hear what you say." Ralph Waldo Emerson
One of my favorite things... My puppy dogs. My Gracie is so loyal and so smart but so very stubborn. She watches out for her boys like they were the puppies she never had. My Silas is a big lover. He knows nothing but love and affection. My Charlie is devoted to me. He understands my words when I speak to him in a normal voice and give him commands. He sometimes acts like our third child so we always have to remind him to be a dog.