As we’ve settled into our new home, I’ve been very deliberate about creating spaces to read, write, pray, and work. I’ve had a few DIY decor items that have really pulled the spaces together.
I love having the ability to have pictures, notes, and inspiration in my spaces. Even more, I love being able to change them as my goals and motivations change. Magnet boards and cork boards work great for me.
This year, Lent ended up being a quiet time of reflection and meditation. I think I just needed some time to regroup and reflect on all the change in our lives the last few years. It has been an interesting few years!
This started with a general concept of promoting stewardship of the environment but over the last few years has evolved into a vision of suburban homesteading that moved us away from modern consumerism. Continue reading
I had hoped to write more prolifically over Lent. In Lenten seasons past, I’ve blogged daily or at least several times a week. This Lent, I find myself completely blocked.
I find myself scribbling notes but not really completing thoughts. I find myself reading more than writing, meditating more than speaking. I think that after the last few years of radical transformation in every aspect of my life I’m just tired.
So I’m being kind to myself. I’m spending a lot of time with my animals and my husband. I’m not committing to a lot socially, and I’m taking it easy on the to-do lists.
I’ve decided just to let it ride and see what Easter brings. I hope this Lenten season is bringing you whatever you need to feed your soul.
Normally on Shrove Tuesday, my husband and I would be excited to head to church for the annual Pancake Supper.
This year, we’re in a new town, and I’m attending a new church. There won’t be pancakes–my husband’s favorite food–and the already frigid temperature will be dropping into the teens.
If you haven’t figured it out yet, I loathe winter. I grew up in Massachusetts, and I was the kids that hated sledding and hot chocolate. I loved the few months of summer with heat and long days, which is why I moved South. Continue reading
February has been a crazy, busy month for me. The first weekend, I volunteered to help the Tennessee Tech Equestrian Team, who was hosting a Western Intercollegiate Horse Shows Association (ISHA) show. I had a blast, but it did eat up the whole weekend, so it was another week before I had a day off.
The second weekend in February, I took my Novice vows for the Third Order of St. Francis at the bi-monthly meeting of the local Tennessee Fellowship. It was a wonderful day, but it did involve a nearly four hour drive to Franklin, Tennessee.
Last weekend, I worked at the Southern Equine Expo (a subject for many more posts!), which again was a wonderful time and utterly exhausting. We had record attendance. For one lecture, we had people sitting on the floor! Continue reading
Last week’s Sunday Gospel reading was Luke 6:17-26. I’ve heard it many times over my forty plus years of church attendance. If you aren’t familiar with the Episcopal church, we follow a lectionary that takes us through all the Gospels every three years. That means I’ve heard that Gospel reading at least 15 times.
At my new church, we have an interim priest. I’m really enjoying his sermons. While he shares a message of Grace and Joy, he doesn’t let us off the hook either. He calls us to live according to the Gospels. A tall order. Continue reading
Three weeks ago, I started my Master Gardeners class. So far, I’ve learned about the history of the program, soils, and pruning. I have another nine classes to go and 40 hours of service to complete before getting certified as a Master Gardener.
I had a friend a few years ago who took the course in another county and loved it. When we moved to our farm, I really wanted to start growing out own food, so I took a few free classes with the Rutherford County Master Gardeners at the local library. Continue reading