We’ve gathered around for our annual Calendula Salve making this afternoon!
This year we’re making lip balm with petals we’ve been soaking in olive oil since the end of the summer. The magic of summer sunshine preserved as golden goodness pulls us all into the kitchen. Each year the girls do more and more on their own. I find myself mostly watching and soaking up the wonder of this messy, rich process.
“I salute you!
There is nothing I can give you which you have not; but there is much, that, while I cannot give, you can take.
No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in it today.
No peace lies in the future, which is not hidden in this present instant.
The gloom of the world is but a shadow; behind it, yet, within our reach, is joy.
And so, at this Christmas time, I greet you, with the prayer that for you, now and forever, the day breaks and the shadows flee away.”
— Fra Giovanni, AD 1513 (Take Joy! The Tasha Tudor Christmas Book)
Thank you, Mr. Turkey, for giving your life for us.
For nourishing our family.
Centerpiece for the mouse family Thanksgiving feast tomorrow.
Happy Thanksgiving, Tout le Monde!
The sun today
brings us outside
into the garden
to plant bulbs
and dream —
just for a moment,
We spent a wonderful morning at the Dennos Museum completely drawn into the work of Cory Trepanier. Amabel said she could sit in front of just one of his paintings for days. I completely agree. The way he captures light on the landscape is breathtaking.
“That Quail, Robert”
A lovely, messy nest that Amie pulled out of a poplar tree
le gland = acorn
les cynorhodons = rosehips
Corners of Gousty,
so full of light.
All throughout the weekend,
finding light amidst the heavy
He has many things to say while she combs his hair.
A happy bird story for you today!
This sweet hen went missing after the girls attempted to keep her safe from the aggressive roosters. (Grandmommy had a theory that she was secretly in love with one of the roos and quietly followed him into the wild.) Looking back at my photos, I see that little puffy cheeks had been gone for a whole week . . . but this afternoon the girls discovered her under the apple tree behind the house, and we all rejoiced!
She is our sole Ameraucana chicken; she lays those beautiful light blue eggs we so adore. We’re so glad to have you back in the flock, little one.