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Welcome Routine…..

I was so excited for today. The official start of the school season, the day after Labor Day, and the day I get to start this routine I have been waiting so impatiently for. Wouldn’t you know, nothing ever works as planned. I learned that long ago, so I don’t get too disappointed when it does not go as planned, but we were up too late last night. My lovely son, who has three sleep disorders and usually the one I am waiting on to go to bed, was the only one asleep earlier than usual. I was ecstatic…what is this? He is asleep by ten…that is unheard of! I should have known it was too good to be true, since he woke up this morning in a cold sweat with a fever and sore throat!. Ugh! So, he lies on the couch eating chicken noodle soup and cucumbers, watching cartoons, while I toil through my day. It’s not bad. He is pretty low maintenance when he is sick, and he doesn’t get sick often any more (this was not always the case, as you will learn through time with me). The turkey fry was great. Nice, quiet, pretty low key. Just a couple of close friends. The potato salad was delicious, and got eaten up quickly, but I still cant get that one last thing right about the coleslaw. Its pretty good, but something is just not what I am looking for, we did, however, eat most of it. Hubby is going to smoke a turkey this weekend. It will be our first smoking experience and we are quite excited. We all went out and picked buckets of apples at the end of the night, it couldn’t have been nicer.

One of my girlfriends and I really enjoy a lot of the same types of gardening and craft stuff, and we trade magazines back and forth as we get new ones. I have four new mags to read now. Two Mother Earth News, and Two Grit. In exchange she got HobbyFarms and Urban Farming from me. We will trade for a couple weeks then return each others mags. In the winter it’s craft books and magazines we share. I love this aspect of our friendship! We always have new stuff to talk about that we are both interested in.

Did I already mention that tire farming is the way to go with gourds and melons? I had six stacks of tires lined up, each two tires tall. I cannot believe how well the warm season veggies and fruits did in those! It must be the heat generated by the dark rubber. All I know is I am sold! I have never successfully grown melons here, most people don’t even try unless they have a greenhouse. I grew mine in tires and I will do it again next year. I am already fantasizing about how I am going to make hoops for them when I have my own place. The landlord here is pretty picky about how stuff looks. He is already quite irritated that I would grow a “kitchen garden”, as gardens don’t belong near the house, and he even told me I was lucky he didn’t make me tear it all up. Ugh! Renting can be so hard sometimes. It’s his land, so I have to respect him, not to mention the fact that he is 50 years my elder, and I respect my elders! It just seems he is so close minded about what a garden is supposed to be. He is completely opposed to succession planting or container cropping. While I have already harvested enough veggies to make it worth my while, he insists I am never gonna reap any benefit from it. Can’t he see all the tomato and peppers bursting from every plant out there. What about the melons and sunflowers? What about the heads of lettuce and big fluffy carrot fronds? And oh yeah, “your watering all wrong”. The thing is, I am not. I spend hours and hours researching, learning, reading…..I am a nerd. When something captures me, I want to learn all I can about it. I even studied in Land management and Ecology at the local state university until my sons handicaps and single parenthood were more than I could do on top of work and school. I digress…

I plan to have an entire row of tires for my homestead garden, and I plan to grow all of my warmest season crops in them, and I intend to make row covers for them (because last week we came two degrees from a frost and I was very worried). I imagine the row covers will have to be quite large to cover full grown, fruit producing squash, melons, and gourds, but I believe we can come up with something very manageable. They work so well, and one of the things that I really love, is that the fruit don’t sit in the dirt. That really drives me nuts, the fruit lying in the dirt, not ripening and just waiting for bugs to devour them. I absolutely LOVE that they are not in the dirt but hanging on the sides of the tires, and now that they are so large you cannot even see the tires under them.

I look forward to the early evening when it cools down enough to comfortably work in the garden. Before ten am, it’s almost to cold to work out there, and when it’s not to cold, it gets hot fast. so, it cools down to the nice seventies in the evenings, and the sun is low. Perfect for gardening. Usually right before or after dinner is when I spend my time in the garden. Today I have to learn how to process apples. I want to do so many things with them. I can’t decide if I should can them, freeze them, make applesauce with some….guess my next destination is some web page that details the best way to put up apples for multiple uses….and on that note, have a blessed day!

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Catching up…

Well, it’s been a month since I found my way over here, and I am finally finding time to catch up. A couple months ago I started acupuncture due to some health issues I am struggling with. Since the first visit, I have felt amazing changes in my body and mind every day. I have not had as much sustainable energy since I was a teen. However, since I have many years of exhaustion to make up for, I have not been able to sit still at the computer long enough to write a new blog post. So, today here I sit. I have spent the last several weeks getting the rest of this house unpacked, and getting the three of us wiggled in to this space….it has been too long coming. It has been a hugely productive month, and now school is in session and I am excited for the productivity to come. In the last month, I have managed to make two quilts, ten strands of beads, and two up-cycled candle-holders. I have made three types of Jelly and canned them, as well as some soup, which I am a little nervous about because as my first canning experience I am not positive that it was a successful. I got a lot of the stuff done that I have been meaning to for the last two years…and that is a great feeling. I have been doing lots of baking and cooking, which I really, really enjoy, as does my family.

The garden has been quite productive. I have beans and peas and carrots coming out my ears….and the raspberries. Oh man, we put up a lot of raspberries, which works out nicely because my son will eat frozen fruit with cream on it all day long. I have been making fudge and cookies. I found a recipe on another blog for some delicious cookies, made with a chocolate cake mix. Since no one in our home is a big fan of cake, this has been a huge blessing…..as we somehow have an abundance of cake mixes in our cupboards. As my dear hubby days “Best cake I have ever had”.

The tomato and pepper plants are ridiculously prolific, and I can’t imagine how we are gonna eat all those peppers in the course of a year. I make a lot of homemade chilli and spaghetti sauce, so the tomatoes will get eaten up no problem, but looks like all the neighbors are gonna be eating peppers this winter. I even managed to successfully grow cantaloupe here in my short season garden. Tires…that was the trick to success. I assume it is the warmth in the tires that made them grow so prolifically. The tires also raised them up off the ground. I grew them in stacks of tires two high, and not one melon is sitting in the dirt rotting on the underside! I am sold on growing melons and squash type plants in tires from now on! I can’t wait till I live on land that I own so that I can grow whatever I want, in whatever container I want, whenever I want.

We have a small rural home, right outside of town, rented from an elderly farmer who is very stuck in his ways. He gave me a big lecture about how vegetables are not meant to be grown close to the house, they are not meant to be grown in containers, and I am watering all wrong…plus, it’s way too late for any crops planted after may or June, so he is convinced that my second succession crops will fail….  My dirt is too rich and I haven’t fed my plants enough.  The old grouch just complained about every aspect of my non-traditional, non-square, too close to the house, garden. I was so irritated with him for days, but I figure I will show him…When my cool season succession crops come up, I will take him a big basket of goodies (he is, after all, a ninety year old widower), and it can’t hurt to share my abundance with him. I try to just let it roll off my shoulders when his negativity overflows into my bubble, but this time I stewed for a few days. When I finally own my own property, I will have an entire row of tires set up. They work great for anything that loves warm soil, and they hold water great. I highly recommend trying some “tire gardening”. Because the warm season crops love the tires so much, I want to figure out a way to make covers for the tires, but they are gonna have to be pretty big, because by now, the gourds are pretty large. The temps got into the thirties this week, and I was worried about them every night. They are not done yet, they need a few more weeks, if they can just get through this cold snap.

I am ready for Fall. I am ready to start tearing down some of the garden stuff that’s done, and rounding up and bringing in the stuff that doesn’t fit in my tiny greenhouse. I look forward to the cooler temps and the craftier season. I spend most of my summer keeping up with my very social husband, and tending the garden. I look forward to the slower paced cool seasons, when I can spend time focusing on projects in my home and my craft surplus for the spring farmers markets.

I especially look forward to the routine of “school season”. We are wound down and in bed by close to the same time every night. I enjoy getting up at five am to walk my mutts before getting the child and hubby up for the day. I start the coffee, walk the dogs, get the boys up, and make breakfast. I feed the boys and dogs, get the laundry started for the day and make sure the dishwasher is empty for the day. By then, the boys are heading out the door, and I now have an opportunity to spend an hour doing Bible Study while drinking my coffee and waiting for the laundry to be ready to change. Once Bible Study/quiet time is done, I head to the chore list and start working on projects or chores I want to accomplish for the day. I have found that my motivation for chores in the afternoon is lacking, so I spend that time working on writing, research, crafts, gardening, baking…things I really enjoy. As dinnertime approaches, I get that ready and then wait for my boys to come home. I love when I have had a ridiculously productive day and they both notice (I am pretty spoiled in this department, as they do seem to notice). After dinner, I clean up the kitchen, put away food, and water the garden. Get young one ready for bed, and get the dogs cared for for the evening. I love the part of night when everyone winds down and I can sit with my journal and spill my thoughts for the day. I love having bedtime routines and having my clothes set out for the next morning before I go to bed. Somehow, I can’t manage this routine in the harried days of summer….and it is welcome relief from the chaos that ensues when we go go go too much for too long, for my tastes anyway.

We moved the sewing table out of the too small office, and now everything fits better, and I have better access to my sewing machine all the time. This makes life much, much easier. I look forward to a very productive craft and sewing year. I have been keeping my eye out for inexpensive material….I even found two yard swatches at Wal-mart last week for a dollar a piece! Score one for the craft budget there!

I finally got the SD card cleared from my camera, so maybe now I can start taking some photos of all these great projects I am working on and sharing them with you. Meanwhile, I guess you are stuck with your imagination. I have been successfully saving money from my nanny job to buy craft supplies, and I have been thinking about looking for a part time job in a craft store around here, or a bead store…. just a few hours a week. Not sure if I could pull it off or not. Guess we shall see how school goes for my son this year. Really, I just want to make stuff and sell it more than anything. I don’t need much income, but a little would be helpful.

I also want to go through all my books…I have so many books. I would like to trade them at the bookstore for some used books that I would rather have. I own tons and tons of books I will never read again. Why not trade them for some I have been longing to have, like that beekeeping book, or that Hobby farm book I have been eying. There are tons of craft books at that particular store that I would love to bring home. I want to make several binders, from all types of articles and information I have collected on all types of subjects. Cooking, crafts, gardening, household management…..it’s pretty ridiculous, my obsession with organizing things in binders…Ugh. Well, I have chatted long enough for today. Have a blessed evening. Until next time…

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Hello world!

Well, Hello World! I came across this site while looking for a group of Christians who were homesteading or interested in doing so. Because I spend a ton of time reading the blogs on these pages, I decided to move my own closer, and here I am. Join me as I venture into the world of homesteading, and as, eventually, the dream of Rocky Mountain Rescue Ranch becomes a reality. I hope you enjoy reading of my adventures, and, I imagine, misadventures. I hope I can share and learn from you all. Welcome, to my little blessing filled world.

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Counting my blessings

I find myself in a halfway place, and what a wonderful place to be! As I slowly work toward my own ranch, I realize that I am blessed to live in a place that I can practice homesteading. I am stocked up on food for months to come, any baking or preserving I want to do is at my fingertips. While working through my business plan questionnaire the other day, I realized that I was already practicing….

I am blessed to have a place to garden, and a resourceful husband. Between the two of us we are constantly coming across great garden and craft finds for very cheap or free. I have been under the impression that I am not enough person to get enough stuff made to justify spending money on renting a farmers market booth, until I made a list yesterday of everything I thought I could inventory throughout the winter. I can make plenty of stuff to sell at a farmers market booth. I have tons of supplies on hand and am always searching for great craft finds and dollar sales at the craft store. My favorite are dollar pattern sales! I am planning to create a diversified inventory over the course of this winter so that I can try to earn a little in the spring. If I can continue to find low cost beads and fabric, I should be able to put most money I earn into a rescue ranch fund to start working toward a permanent place where I can build whatever type of garden beds I want to, and plant trees wherever I like.

I am blessed to have an awesome family, who support me in whatever wild goose chase I might run off on, and for believing in me even when I have a hard time believing in myself. I have six wonderful pets, and I am blessed to have them in my life.

I am the luckiest girl in the world. It seems that all around me, people are struggling through hardships and frustrations. I feel like I finally get to just relax and enjoy some of life finally. I guess all those years that I said that I believed that there had to be balance in the grand scheme of things, and that since my childhood sucked, I would be blessed in the second half of my life, maybe I was on to something. At the time it was just a coping mechanism, but I did truly believe it. With the technology age we are in, I am not sure if I still believe there is balance, after all, the scales will have to tip eventually. However, I am gonna take my chances and enjoy what I have got for the time being.

I struggle a little, the answer seems so easy. Jesus. It kills me to see my friends struggling and suffering and saying “Why me?”, or “I just wanna be happy”. I want to tell them that they can be, that they just have to open their hearts….but they just look at me with an “I’m glad that worked for you” kind of look, and it breaks my heart! It’s funny how people tell me that they have read the Bible and that there are things they just don’t buy, or things that go against their beliefs. As a young Christian, I was afraid to ask what things they could possibly be talking about. Have you ever met anyone who just read the Bible and got it? How many people can read the Bible straight through and think they understood it? Whenever someone tells me that they read the Bible and that there are things they don’t believe to be true and just, I will have to assume that they have never STUDIED the Bible and that I can help them understand, at least from a human perspective. When people do have an argument, at least in my juvenile years as a Christian, I have found that it is some stereotype of what someone says or thinks the Bible says, whether they read a verse without understanding, or whether it was hearsay (ex. women should submit to their men). Did they not get the part about how men are supposed to treat a woman, and that he should hear her opinion, but someone has to make the final call? Nowhere in the Bible does it say that men should treat women terribly while they wait on their husbands hand and foot. It doesn’t say we should be beaten down and treated like doormats with a smile on our faces.

What I see in the Bible are examples of how poor the human spirit is without God. I see people who make mistakes in their lives, and some of them are HUGE! It matters not, as our dear Savior loves us all the same amount, as long as we trust in Him. I hear people tell me about how they have lost faith in God for this reason or that reason, but it seems to me that those are the very reasons we are to have faith.

Death seems to make people question God.  This is bizarre to me! How is it that you can believe in God, know that death is inevitable, and then when someone we love dies, you question God? Why? Did you think it you and your loved ones were exempt from death of the physical body? Do you think that because you believe you should be exempt from the selfish pain that comes with losing a loved one? Truly, it is selfish, especially if loved one is saved. I can imagine being heart broken over losing a loved one who was not saved, but over a believer, that is just ridiculous. After all, as a Christian, is that not the goal? To serve my Lord wholeheartedly until the time when He calls me home to Him. We grieve because we will miss that person in our lives, not because they have suffered some kind of loss. They, after all, have just been awarded a vacation in eternity.

It feels like people want to cling to their sadness and misery. I remember being in a place so low I had no idea how I would ever climb out or that rut, but I was determined to keep climbing until I could see the light, and what a light! I talk to people now, in whom I recognize a lot of my past trials and lessons. I feel sad that so many have an”I can’t” or an”I won’t” or a “what will it matter attitude”.

I have one friend who is afraid of Christianity because she believes that she will go to hell if she sins. I had a lovely conversation with her the other day about it. Thankfully, she is much more open minded and positive, and even through very negative questions and perceptions, was willing to listen to me talk about the joy that comes into you when the Holy Spirit fills you! She listened to me tell her that I believe that we are all sinners and that no one is better(or Holier than though) than anyone else, aside from being saved and knowing Jesus. She listened for hours while I answered her questions to the best of my ability. It was truly a blessing, as the day before I had been sobbing and begging the Lord to work on her heart. Imagine my surprise when she came to me the next day, full of questions, and telling me that she knew it was coming, she just hadn’t had the “big epiphany” yet. I tried my hardest to explain to her that the only sin that will truly condemn you to hell is not believing. That the whole point is that Jesus saved us from our sins and that as long as we trust, repent and live in Him, we are saved. I think she might have really gotten it for the very first time. I hope she comes to church with me soon.

I am so full of joy and blessings. It really is pretty simple once you grasp the concept. Oh how I long for my loved ones to finally understand!   Have a blessed day!

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The calling?

After looking back at my last two weeks, I find myself being called to face the Rocky Mountain Rescue Ranch earnestly. I suppose I should give you all a background on what exactly, the RMRR is. Several years ago, I was in a terrible place. Rock Bottom, I would say. I was a single mother, doing all I could to survive, and raising a child whom, unbeknownst to me, had several neurological and sleep disorders. I was bright, driven, and hard-working, yet I never seemed to be able to make anything work out. No matter how hard I tried I just kept failing. Someone finally recognized some of my sons symptoms and suggest that I get him tested, so I did. Wow, that opened a whole world of perspective for me. Meanwhile, I had developed a great mentorship relationship with a lovely Christian elder whom I could not get enough of. I didn’t understand his Christian views but he never condemned me or told me I was going to hell, and we developed a wonderful bond. Our daily conversations came to an abrupt end when I had to leave the ranch job unexpectedly. He and I still maintain contact, but much, much less frequently. He did, however, change my heart. When my child was diagnosed and I was in a real need of help, I went to a local church a couple times because I could not justify asking them for help without actually understanding and trying to believe in their God. What I found was salvation.

The people in this church were not like the people in churches I had been to in my childhood. They were amazing. So full of love and uplifting words. I could not believe that these near strangers seemed to care so much for me.   I went home after visiting this church twice, sat at the foot of my bed crying, and put my hands up as I told God that I give up. I am tired of fighting and I can’t do this myself anymore so I was giving it all to Him, and trusting Him with my life. My next question was “what now?” and the video slide show that played in my head is beyond description with words, so here I sit today, convinced that I know exactly what God wants me to do with my life. I also wonder how He expects little ole me, single mommy with no assets, to get this immensely huge project accomplished. I have faith, though, that He can make anything happen. It is clear how my past and my experiences have prepared me for this venture, but financially….how?

So, I started doing some research, and every time I got discouraged, I swept the idea under the rug for a few weeks and delved into some other project. I am overwhelmed at the idea of creating this ranch for my dear Lord, but I am also thrilled at the notion.

This week, I believe that He has directed me to focus. I believe He has told me that it is time for me to focus on slowly and steadily creating His ranch, and so, this week I start the Business plan. It is overwhelming and tedious. I have to think through the boring black and white of it, and when I get to a hard question, I want to just close it up and fantasize about the fun stuff, but I am slowly and diligently working away at it, and praying He keeps me strong, focused, creative, and resourceful. I intend to share my journey with you as I trudge through the muck of a business plan and joys of creating this little safe haven in Montana. I hope you find as much pleasure in my upcoming travels as I do, and I hope you may be able to gain from my trials, errors, and triumphs. I will begin to post some of my research and lessons as I go…..I have finally grasped the concept of God’s humor, and I hope He doesn’t use me too much for your enjoyment, but I am happy to share both the good and the bad. Hopefully everyone can take away a tidbit from my journey. Welcome friends.

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Blueberry muffins

Tonight, I went to allrecipes.com and found a recipe called “to die for blueberry muffins”. They are cooling on the stove right now and I can’t wait to try one! I harvested my first radish of the season and a baby carrot that really was premature but I wanted to call it a baby carrot for harvest sake. Also made some pudding pops…remember those. They were so yummy. I can only hope my homemade ones are as good. I am still in that weird daydreamy place. I so desperately wish that the sun would come out and stay or at least some heat. My poor veggies are drowning. I am in serious need of sunlight. I just don’t function well when the sun doesn’t show. I am having no problem making lists of things I want or need to accomplish….what I am having trouble with is following through with those lists. I have garden stuff, household projects and chores, and paperwork type responsibilities, and really, I just want to daydream about future ownership of land. I cannot imagine how to get there, just have faith that God has a plan for the Rescue Ranch. I have no desire to do the little projects and tasks because I am focused on the big picture…I am sure that if I could focus on those small projects, maybe I could get to that homestead. I am quite ambitious about the urban homesteading but I really look forward to the Rescue Ranch being in operation. I look forward to a reason to be up early in the morning. I love early mornings but it is way to easy to hit snooze when there are no immediate responsibilities. It’s pretty amazing when I look back at how the little details all point to ranch skills. I could never have seen that in my future years ago. I look forward to doing God’s work on a business level. Really, I think I feel like I need a purpose bigger than what I feel I have now, and that I long for the stay at home mom with a job role. I want a purpose bigger than my tiny little family. I long for the opportunity to show others the love of Jesus through caring and compassionate works. Not because I have to but because I wish that everyone could feel the quiet joy that comes from loving Jesus and understanding unconditional love. I look forward to hostessing a Bible study group at the rescue ranch one night a week, and a clothing closet for people in need. I look forward to helping those who need help find their way, and hopefully watching others fall in love with God the way I have. I am really excited about getting together a group of volunteers and dropping off fresh veggie boxes to those in need… I am excited and focused on the future. How do I focus on now so I can get to the future?

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Daydreaming

Oh it’s so late and I should be in bed, but I am in this daydreamy place and I can’t seem to get my thoughts to quit whirlin’ so I guess I am going to daydream here for a bit. It starts with just one simple thought about my new plants that just arrived, and it spirals into a web of daydreams so entangles that I can barely sort it all out. I think of a bigger greenhouse, and permanent fruit beds…..trees, bushes. I start to think about a day when I can build a hoophouse that is large enough to garden in, rather than my little, great place to start seeds early, greenhouse. Then I start thinking about how much that will cost and how to get there. That takes me to a place where I start dwelling on writing a book and making up my garden planners. Thinking of writing a book and designing my garden planners takes me back to a place where I am daydreaming about buying a home again. Its a vicious cycle. Buying a home makes me think of the wonderful garden I will have one day, and the cute little garden shed I will buy, and the larger greenhouse and sunrooms…..

Permanence. This place is temporary. I don’t think we will live here forever, and every time I plant a bush or other perennial in the ground I wonder how long we will live here, on this rented piece of property. I wonder if we will move in the spring or fall and if I will have to leave them all behind. I think of it as training time. By the time I have my little plot of owned land, I will have lots of gardening skills. This rain may never stop, and then it won’t matter anyway, cause if things keep going this way, I wont be able to garden much longer anyway. I have responsibilities that I cannot focus on because I just want want get to that place so badly. I imagine it is like when you desperately want your baby to walk, only to realize time goes to fast and you want them little again. I used to daydream about a ranch full of animals, but that dream has changed slightly. I dream of a ranch on which I can house animals in addition to doing whatever other work God chooses for me. The Rocky Mountain Rescue Ranch is going to be a beautiful thing. I believe it is what God has planned for me. Unfortunately I think I have to write a book to get it and I am in no place to do that at the moment. Well, I may be, but if so, I am having a heck of a time focusing on it. I think I am supposed to write a book about shame. I have also been asked to write a book on raising children with PTSD. Oh now that is a high bar….I am feeling a little unworthy of that task, but the therapist who asked me must have had some faith in me.  I can imagine sitting on my porch in my rocker writing to my hearts content. I cannot imagine the other order. My whole life I pictured going down a road that led me to a little secluded piece of land where I could write. I never imagined writing would be the path to that piece of solitude, but recently it seems to have been presented to me that that is indeed the answer.

I don’t know how to make myself do the research. There is always something else to do. I have tried scheduling in writing times, but just cant seem to stay focused on the task at hand. Writers block….better labeled researchers block? I guess I should pray about it. I was quite focused in the beginning, but now it is hard to prioritize time for research and writing. I love to do research about all types of stuff….

I earn a little money here and there doing stuff like babysitting, but this is the first time in my life I have been a stay at home mom and dependent on someone else’s income. That is difficult for me. I have been fairly self sufficient most of my life. It is good for me to earn a little, but what I really want is to earn enough to make a difference. I have spent the last twenty years trying to figure out how to become self sufficient with my many skills. It seems as though you have to specialize in one thing to make enough money to go out and buy big houses to do God’s work, and I often feel like my crafts and writing are nothing, never gonna get me there. Other times I really think I can earn enough money doing things like creating, that will get us there slowly but surely (that is the only real way to get ahead right?). I was always taught, easy come, easy go, so I assume that I am not gonna win a lottery (I suppose you gotta play to win). I get so distracted when I start trying to figure out what to do next…

My house has taken forever to make sense of, but it is finally getting there. I have been successfully managing chores and gardening, and it gets better everyday. Now if I could just get baking, crafts, and writing in there, I would have some completeness going on, and be earning. My “new” husband and I are finally, after almost a year, learning how to live together. It has been an uphill battle but we grow closer everyday. It is amazing how different two people can be and still be so in love with each other. As each day goes by, and I get better at managing a whole family rather than just my child and I. Each day, my husband and I get better at understanding and reading each other. It even occurred to me the other day that I might want to go back to college. I have not had that thought in such a long time. It was right outta left field. I don’t think so though…not right now anyway.

I wish I could get all the things done every day that I want to. I think I need to go back to writing my nightly lists before bed so that I can focus on the next day and work through some of the projects that I have been procrastinating. I am having the hardest time focusing. I hung all the chore charts so hubby and son could help keep the house clean, but that seems to have robbed me of the precious lists that I have become so dependent on in my lifetime. I am gonna go write a list for tomorrow. ‘ Night

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The trees are here!

Yay! My fruit trees have arrived. I could not be more excited. Altogether I ordered a Banana, Lime, Orange, Lemon, Tangerine, Pomegranate, and Several Cherry trees and bushes…all of the dwarf variety. They arrived today, while I was bandaging my poor dogs feet, which he managed to rip the pads off of playing ball obsessively in the rain the other day. Poor guy can’t walk now and has flaps of foot hanging off. Anyway, I got them all sorted out and planted the babies into some pots. Gotta go get the Nanners out of the greenhouse. It is still too cold here for them poor things. Well, gonna go research my new fruit trees. Progress to come.

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Feeling Drippy

Ugh! Today is a weather day. It has been rainy and dreary here now for months…..Not to mention that last summer and the summer before were also both quite wet and dreary. If I wanted to live in the rain forest I would have moved to Washington for Pete’s sake! Our ground is so waterlogged that most of the seeds won’t even germinate, not to mention, in these mountain altitudes, when there is no sun, there is little heat. So this week we get fifty degree days and rain. I looked at the ten day forecast yesterday and Tuesday, June 14th is the next day they have predicted sun! My poor, poor peppers and tomatoes do not know what to do with all of this stinkin rain!

A couple days of clouds quickly steals the ambition right out from under me and I just want to cover my head till the sun comes out…..

Blue light receptors or something…. nonetheless, I get a bit grumpy and cynical when the sun hides for days. Oh, don’t get me wrong.  I have plenty of drive and motivation, but a complete lack of ambition and focus. I can make lists all day long of the things I want to accomplish despite the dreary weather, but when I look at them and pick a chore, I wander aimlessly around avoiding any real projects.

We have it much better than ND. Those poor folks are drowning in our runoff….. My prayers are with ya folks! We ALL want it to STOP RAINING!  Anymore it seems like all April showers bring, is more May showers, and June Showers…is it ever gonna stop?

Tomorrow is my son’s last day of school for the year. I look forward to some quality time with him this summer. The other day he told me that his best friend (who attends church with us), has decided that he believes in the Egyptian gods, and that he is sad because he really wants his friend to remember Jesus before the end comes. He is worried about missing his friend in heaven. Is that not a sweet thought from a twelve year old boy? All I can do is pray for his dear friend, and hope he finds his way back. Children are so amazing!

I can’t wait for this blog to grow into a large enough domain that I actually have a reason to make tabs, and keep track of the seasons. I sure wish the weather would dry up enough for me to go out and get some photos. I did take some of the front bed, which is going to be a perennial bed. Before pictures from last week. I have since dropped several pots of perennial herb seeds down into the soil, of which, a few have germinated. We might get a spot of sun tomorrow, I will try for some new photos of the herb pots pre growth.

Before I was a Christian, long long before, I often spent time online reading blogs about crafts, sustainable living, and gardening. It seems like I felt like I was constantly coming across Christian sustainability web pages and blogs. By this I mean web pages published or blogs maintained by Christians who are mostly or completely self sufficient. Off the grid I suppose. Now, I go looking for those blogs and I cannot find much. What’s up with that?

My boy wants meatloaf…I want to be lazy, meatloaf it is then. Funny how much you will do for your children. I take way better care of him than I do myself. I insist he eat healthy meals when I can barely stomach them (or maybe chew, can’t wait to get these stinkin teeth fixed). I insist he have a sleep routine when I cannot establish one. I insist he go to the dentist, while I myself procrastinate…. hmmm? Whats up with that?

I am the volunteer coordinator for the local Spay/Neuter task force. Three times a year we hold a local event during which we Spay/Neuter almost two hundred low-income animals for free. I live for this event. It puts some worth into my otherwise, somewhat boring life. This particular event, we happened to schedule for what appears to be vacation week. Five of my regular volunteers have called me to tell me that they will be on vacation for that week! Oh Crap!   Not quite in panic mode but not really comfortable either!

I find that i go through a cycle of feeling both blessed by where I am in life and how far I have come, and feeling quite stagnant. It really feels, sometimes, like my life is just a series of naps, chores, and snacks. I desperately wish that my husband and son would help me keep our house clean without me having to get angry or sad. Most of the time when I get angry or sad, they help me out for a day or two, and then right back to the same old routine. I clean all week, and then we trash the place on weekends. It sucks to feel like I have no real worth except to clean up and feed after my husband and son. I want to garden and craft and write a book. I want to take my dogs to the park on a routine basis. Ugh! I want some help. How many housewives feel this way? And yet, as meaningless as it all seems some days, I feel more blessed than I ever have…..Hmmm. Whats up with that?   I gotta go make meatloaf!