October 13, 2007

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  So Much To Say

  
  

  We have been out in the fall air, playing with leaves and watching the world ready itself for winter.   The garden is nearly finished, although it has yet to frost and so the peppers, eggplant, squash, carrots and herbs continue to grow.   We have harvested nearly everything else and have canned 75 meals worth of tomatoes and the freezer brims and the pantry groans (in a good way) .

  
  

  Roo helped me find treasures outside today

  
  

  

  
  

  

  
  

  It is all so beautiful, so mysterious

  
  

  

  
  

  

  
  

  

  
  

  she is changing as i look at her, perhaps even while i tell you this; that she changes while she sleeps and breathes and rests her head on my chest.

  
  

  

  
  

  there she is, all of her, every possibility right there

  
  

  

  
  

  we make bread because it warms the kitchen and it is good to make bread and it pleases us

  
  

  

  
  

  Jesse cannot wait for winter; he cannot wait for the cold, cold snows and the ice and the slippery slidy-ness of things  and the architectural potential in the frosty heaps.

  
  

  

  
  

  she is a beautiful blur

  
  

  

  
  

  I feel the ease of fall upon me; the summer’s work done and the wood stacked and the cool months stretch out ahead and soon there will be more time for knitting and felting and writing and playing games with the kids. 

  
  

  I love the summer here but winter brings it’s own gift; permission to work inside and look inward and contemplate.

  
  

  

  
  

   

  
  

  I am ready.

  
  

   

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