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NaptimeI told Mike that the painting project was like some sort of team-building retreat--there were lives risked, great journeys taken, duties shared, and physical fatigue.  It took me six hours of serious painting (and some serious paint can scraping with a spatula) on Saturday to get the dining room done.  And that was after I had scraped off the flaking paint and patched it.  But!  It is done!  And the furniture is back in place.  It will be a little while before things go back on the walls, but the room is mostly back to normal.

It was hot yesterday, the first really warm day.  However, it was in the thirties when I got up this morning, so I know that Summer is not here, not yet.  I told Mike I missed Winter.  Really, I miss hibernating.  I suppose I wasn't ready to wake up to the great expansiveness that is the warm weather.  I love to have us all here, with the children off on some creatvie play adventure.  It is hard to feel torn between home and garden all the time.  I know I complain about that a lot, but it's an on-going struggle for me as I parent alone, especially with a two-year-old who wants to join in all the fun.

The children want to be outside all the time and this year will see more limits.  It has to.  Some of that will be planned activities with me, as the children have ample unstructured time.  We'll be outside, but we'll have things to do.  We went to the cemetery yesterday and changed flowers.  I was thinking that I now use the ironing board that some of the women there used.  It's my thoughtful place.  We'll do other things, too.  There are potatoes to plant and the flowerbeds to weed and grass to mow.  I plan for hikes and picnics and more sunset jaunts.

Well, Mike is nearly ready to leave for work and I have plans for some sewing.  I guess it will be chilly on the back porch this morning!


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A Blessed Wilderness

It was just like being in heaven, being in there. In those days there was no road. The park was all a blessed wilderness. I have often thought what a wonderful people we would have been if we had wanted to keep it that way.

~Adolph Murie, biologist, on Denali


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