LOVING THE WORLD

My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird—
equal seekers of sweetness.
Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.
Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young, and still half-perfect?
Let me keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,...

~ Mary Oliver: Messenger

 

 

 

It's been a good week, although

a long rainy one.  It has rained

for weeks, but today I finally

saw the sun. I still have to wear

my rain boots everytime I step

out the door, but I am hoping

that will change and things will

dry out so I can plant my fall

garden. Even with all the rain

and the delay in planting, I am

thankful that the drought is

over.

 

The first week of [home]school

went well, even with having all

the math that goes along with

Chemistry.  We are learning

Spanish, [Rosetta Stone] and

I think this is going to be my

favorite class, along with Art.

 

I am back on Whole30,

the vegetarian version.

After my vacation where

I ate too much dairy and

wheat, it was time.

There are a lot of eggs

in my day and I have one hen

that is keeping me supplied

in double yolks.

Besides eggs I have been

enjoying this soup. To be

honest I am the only

one who likes it, but that's

okay, I won't have to cook

for days.

 

I'm still knitting on my

Heat. I had thought I

would be done by now,

but with each row 484

stitches it takes a while

to make it from one side

to the other.  My goal is

to be done by the end

of the weekend so we'll

see. I made a pact with

myself to not cast anything

else on until my basket

is empty. I really must

finish what I've started,

they are Christmas

presents and there are

only 124 days left.

 

Along with knitting, I

found a new book to

read, The Gravity of Birds,

which is a nice change

from studying Chemistry.

So far I am throughly enjoying

it so I'll let you know

if that changes.

 

I wish for each of you a

peacefilled weekend with

lots of love and laughter

in you days.

 

Much love,

Tracey