I wrote this poem in 2018, imagining the moment when Mary, the mother of Christ, arrived and baby John leapt for joy in his mother's belly. I wrote it long before anyone had ever heard of Covid-19. The world was already in pain, though, grieving death and injustice on the streets and in the courts...
Time feels like someone put their foot on the accelerator and just keeps pressing down, speeding things up, causing the scenery to blur. I feel my age, not so much physically but in how the world feels foreign. Aliens and strangers, the Bible tells me. We are all aliens and strangers.
As the sun rose this morning, I finished my early workout, then slogged through the saturated grass to feed the animals. Dolly was first to the gate, as usual. She is large and in charge, always the first to the trough as she bleats commands to the others who follow. Kenny, her twin, has grown... Continue Reading →
It feels like forever since I've written anything here. Summer flew by and we are all settled in to a new year of homeschooling with busy days of reading, writing, and all the math. My kids have split into three different tutorials, creating a logistical nightmare for me while cocooning them in perfect environments for... Continue Reading →
Over the weekend, the algorithm powers-that-be decided my feed should be filled with photos of the beautiful Mimosa Tree because they are in full bloom here in Tennessee. It's funny how a photo can bring back vivid memories. Mimosas are one of my favorite trees. When I was growing up, we had a huge one... Continue Reading →
It's hard to believe it has been exactly one year since we turned the key in the lock and began moving into our new home! In some ways the year has flown, but in many others it feels like we have been here forever. I remember the first week in our house, the sense of... Continue Reading →
After two days of freezing rain, we awakened to a beautiful snowfall. Hoping to break out the sled (for the first time in many years) I trekked out to explore and take some photos of ice-covered branches and the animals excitedly traipsing about, oblivious to the cold. I walked near the pond, hoping to capture... Continue Reading →
It's a big day here at Arundelle Green. After months of dreaming and planning (and scheming...convincing my husband that goats = joy!) the truck arrived with wood and wire and four strong guys to make another permanent mark on the land: fencing for the goats. Over the weekend I hired a local handyman with a... Continue Reading →
I've said it before and I'll say it again. This house felt familiar from the day we moved in. It is a red brick, Colonial style, grand beauty with traditional details and just a touch of farmhouse charm to soften things a bit. First, I set up the kitchen. (Of course.) Isn't eating the first... Continue Reading →
As a child, we never celebrated Christmas. Well, let me clarify that. We had a Christmas tree and all kinds of tinsel. We also received Christmas gifts and sang about Santa Claus. But we never celebrated Jesus. It was a purely secular holiday for us. The church tradition in which I grew up believed celebrating... Continue Reading →