We've been busy. Actually, Dave's been busy and I've been a maple widow. It's all good. We ran out of our syrup in July, and I was so happy to have our own fresh syrup on homemade pancakes yesterday morning.
Sometimes I hesitate to post about something unless I have a beautiful picture to accompany it. But it struck me tonight that so many things can never be captured through my camera's lens, and while I love the view it offers me on my world, it is a limited one.
Some of the most sacred things in my life happen outside the purview of the camera:
the intensity of the stars strewn across the sky over my head as I stand outside my house in the profound darkness;
the feeling of my daughter's body shivering in my arms with cold and fear as we stand on our porch, listening to coyotes howling, calling and barking to each other from the other side of our barn;
the sound that a piece of wood makes when it hits the wheelbarrow when Dave is gone for days on end, and I am in charge of keeping the house warm, and the animals fed, and our daughter cared for, and somehow I have the strength to do what needs to be done and even get to work kind of on time.
Sometimes my heart feels large enough to hold all of these things, and more...
What is your heart holding today?
*This is an old picture, but I don't think it had made it onto the blog yet, and it's a favorite of mine.
We are (t h a n k f u l l y) having some springish weather up here, but I took these pictures last week when we got fresh snow, and I wanted to share them while snow still looks beautiful to me. I love winter. I love snow. But this has been a hard winter. It has been very dark, spiritually, emotionally. I was so often unable to give myself over to the wonder of winter. I did not feel very alive. And so spring is coming, and I'm ready for spring, but I'm not quite ready to let go of winter yet. I keep coming back to these photos, and remembering the night I took them last week. When I took them, I was flooded with gratitude for being blessed to live in such a beautiful place. I marveled that this could be my ride home from work!
There is something so magical about snow.
It make everything so peaceful and silent.
It makes everything look fresh and clean, like a blanket of grace.
Last Monday, before getting dumped on with more snow, we had a beautiful, warm, sunshiny day. Everything was dripping and muddy, and we spent lots of time outside. It was delicious to feel that spring is on it's way! I don't even mind getting more snow, because I know that spring really is coming. The sap is starting to run, and soon we will be making maple syrup!
my little farm girl...
the girls were so happy to be out scratching in the garden...
The day ended with some fabulous dress up in her new outfit from Aunt Sarah and her favorite tutu from Tante Eden!