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Wool and Sunshine

The sun shines bright,
The stars give light,
Before the break of day.
God bless you all,
Both big and small,
And send a happy day.

~ A Star to Guide Me

Is it just me or do you happen to look up every so often and see if the sky is falling this week?  The world truly is too much with us lately, and I'm doing my best to beat it back.  I could say all kinds of things that will come off as divisive, but there's no sense in starting that now, not with the way things are presently.  I've spent the past nine years trying to find a common ground in this space and I'll keep that going.  So, wool and sunshine?  Yes!

Hats in the Pocket

It was COLD for Nature School yesterday, forty-four degrees at 10:00 AM.
Even if it is dry and forest fires are raging in neighboring states, it is at least cold.
And we have adequate clothing to keep us going and plenty of hills to climb.

Partridge Berries

The Raccoon Branch Wilderness Area (oh! wilderness!) was full of berries for our cold fingers.
The number of times I said "put the mittens back on!".
Many berries were small, but we found the fattest ones at the end of our walk.

Sun through the Leaf

And the sun, it was warm when we were in it, and that was such a blessing.
Then, the hats and mittens came off and were stuffed into pockets and carefully inventoried.
These are the days to count our blessings, to take stock of things, and to make some plans.


We picked up sticks for our lantern walk today.
I am so in love with Laurel in this little outfit.  She's like a little Matreshka.
I'm thankful for sticks, too, and a part of the country that affords one
as much self-sufficiency as one is willing to grab hold of.

Hat and Mitten

I'll admit that I am feeling weary this week, so tired of some things that have been part of our lives for so long. There's no end in sight to many of them, but I feel glad that I can sew and knit for my children. It's a special occasion when they receive store-bought clothes that are brand new.  I'm formulating plans for the Winter and Spring, trying to sort out ways to squeeze more out of those proverbial turnips and take care of all that life demands.  There is so, so much to be thankful for, and so much beauty.

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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