goings on.

praying for rain, inspired by children, teaching littles respect- learning just as much, sweet sunday as a clan, worship in all things, it’s all love-without love i am a clanging cymbal, speaking the truth is not the same as being unloving, pushing back the start of school a week -it’s wrong to do school when it’s over 100 degrees outside, a bit sad summer is coming to a close – but still savoring the last bit, thankful, always thankful: home & family & the Spirit surrounding.

 

The Little darling Spring has run away
The sunshine grew too hot for her to stay
She kissed her sister, Summer,and she said
“When I am gone, you must be queen instead”
Now reigns the Lady Summer, round whose feet
A thousand fairies flock with blossoms sweet.

eleven things to do in twenty-eleven.

1) be intentional with my thoughts, words and actions. love folks, always

2) sing, dance and make merry – every day

3) fill up my house with flowers and other pretties 

4) be silly with my family and friends

5) read 52 books + study the Bible intensely 

6) bake something delicious once a week 

7) take lots & lots of pictures

8 ) invite someone new to shabbat once a month

9) write. write in my journal every day, write poems and short stories, write ideas and inventions. write mundane details and summarize my grandest adventures. write!

10) get messy                     

11) spend a lot more time doting on and spoiling my lovey

praise through the creatures

Most high, all powerful, all good Lord!
All praise is yours, all glory, all honor, and all blessing.

To you, alone, Most High, do they belong.
No mortal lips are worthy to pronounce your name.

Be praised, my Lord, through all your creatures,
especially through my lord Brother Sun,
who brings the day; and you give light through him.
And he is beautiful and radiant in all his splendor!
Of you, Most High, he bears the likeness.

Be praised, my Lord, through Sister Moon and the stars;
in the heavens you have made them bright, precious and beautiful.

Be praised, my Lord, through Brothers Wind and Air,
and clouds and storms, and all the weather,
through which you give your creatures sustenance.

Be praised, My Lord, through Sister Water;
she is very useful, and humble, and precious, and pure.

Be praised, my Lord, through Brother Fire,
through whom you brighten the night.
He is beautiful and cheerful, and powerful and strong.

Be praised, my Lord, through our sister Mother Earth,
who feeds us and rules us,
and produces various fruits with colored flowers and herbs.

Be praised, my Lord, through those who forgive for love of you;
through those who endure sickness and trial.

Happy those who endure in peace,
for by you, Most High, they will be crowned.

Be praised, my Lord, through our Sister Bodily Death,
from whose embrace no living person can escape.
Woe to those who die in mortal sin!
Happy those she finds doing your most holy will.
The second death can do no harm to them.

Praise and bless my Lord, and give thanks,
and serve him with great humility.

-st. francis of assisi



profile: theodore welcome.

a few days ago, the littlest was 15 months old. as such, i felt compelled to write up a little profile on what he’s been learning and doing.

his favorite food is, well, anything. to be honest, i can’t recall a food he hasn’t liked. just last nite, he was walking around with half an onion he’d pilfered from the fridge, and was licking it and taking small bites. he loves pickles and condiments. if he gets quiet for more than a few seconds, i know to head towards the refrigerator and there i will find him, stacking mustard, ketchup, pancake syrup, wheat germ and soy sauce.

most of the time, theodore is dancing. his favorite song right now is “hey, soul sister”, and when it comes on, he stops, drops everything and runs to the center of the living room to dance. he has quite a few moves in his arsenal, and i would say he’s got the skills to pay the bills.

he is quite ornery, loves to pick on his sisters and make people laugh. he has a range of facial expressions, more than i’ve ever seen on a little guy. his curiosity is intense, the phrase of the moment: “what IS it?”, emphasis on “is”, going up to a higher pitch and raising one eyebrow. or in the same vein “what’s-at”, said deeper and more excitedly. he loves a good, enthusiastic “good-bye”, waving and blowing kisses and giving hugs. speaking of hugs, he kisses now. it’s more of a “face hug”, or a lick on one’s cheek, but it’s very sweet nonetheless.

playing outside is his idea of paradise, and we have been spending many afternoons out in the yard as the weather is cooling off.

he is in a bit of a difficult phase as far as keeping him occupied. he also finds any kind of stick a hilarious weapon to be used on unsuspecting family members, which is embarrassing, shocking and kind of funny. he attempts climbing on any thing he thinks he can. i admire his bravery, yet i am ready for some kind of impulse control to kick in, but i know i’ve a ways to wait.

he’s still nursing away and growing, growing, growing. it’s a joy to watch him and play with him. he reads! no, in all seriousness, it is so darling how he “reads”: he gets a book, lays down on the floor on his stomach, kicks his legs up and points at the pages, saying “ooh!” or “what IS it?”. just adorable.

his smile is contagious and his love for his sisters, dada, and mama is overwhelmingly sweet. so glad to be his mama ❤

these wee hours

as i am relishing the last days of summer, i have been staying up later & really listening to the crickets, cicadas… the symphony of summer insects, i find myself wandering to the porch, looking at the moon and wondering, is there a more perfect temperature? a cardigan is pleasant, but certainly not necessary. the breeze is light, and i feel as if the darkness is enveloping me, embracing me. the moon, with his or her face, is smiling down, and i know, know without a shadow of a doubt: this nite is a gift from the divine creator, to all of us and especially those who will stop and wander out and take notice.

summer, pt. 1

a day late on the happy solstice, but here nonetheless. summer is in full swing around these parts, we are spending the mornings outside playing and the afternoons in our swimsuits in front of the air conditioner, watching movies and reading books while eating ice pops and drinking iced tea.


1. 1, 2, 3, 2. fresh laundry (smooth), 3. Drizzle…, 4. Untitled, 5. spinach, 6. Untitled, 7. at the bricktown candy company, 8. picnic one…, 9. Untitled, 10. 11-05-2010 Tender feliz / Happy laundry line, 11. Beauty is not caused. It is., 12. Untitled

of ice pops, wuthering heights and tomatoes.(click to download)

1.born ruffians – little garcon
2.half-handed cloud – bees are trying to build their nest in you
3.rosemary clooney – hey mambo, mambo italiano
4.the beatles – she came in through the bathroom window
5.ferraby lionheart – tickets to crickets
6.langhorne slim – checking out
7.regina spektor – folding chair
8.page france – mr. violin and dancing bear
9.the innocence mission – colors of the world
10.cotton jones – photo summerlude
11.the decemberists – isn’t it a lovely night
12.the finches – step outside
13.seabear – seashell
14.piebald – catch you
15.the kooks – shine on
16.the polyphonic spree – light&day/reach for the sun

adventures in gardening.

yesterday the guys dug up and tilled a spot in our backyard for our garden!

they found treasures:

theodore helped by playing in the mud:

let me point out here that i am married to the most handsome man alive.

today i am making lists and getting ready to put some seeds and plants in the ground! also, i have been singing “plants in the ground” to the tune of “pants on the ground” a little bit too much… here is my tentative layout, we’ll see how it works!