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The Things That Hold Us

Willow and I sat in Don and Enid's yard and picked a pint or so of violets.  Carrie brought us some last week and we've been having it on our bread with butter in the evenings.  Our "midnight snacks" have become so beloved by Willow, especially.  Our days are incredibly full just being here and being us.  I find myself wishing for more hours in the day, even though I know it is silly.  We have wonderful moments and we have times when we are just spent in one way or another.  Today has been the best day in a long time.

Peach BlossomsI keep reminding myself of how important these years are.  I don't fret over it too much, but I do look on family life with a great deal of reverence.  I know that we are forming memories that will carry us across the decades and the children away and into their own homes.  Even if Willow says she's going to live here forever.  The things that hold us are Grimm's fairy tales and picture books during meals, a candle to fall asleep to each night, walks around the same set of streets the year around, and caring for the yards of neighbors who are sadly gone.  We picked up maple sticks from Mrs. Houck's yard today, even though she has been gone a year and a half and the second set of neighbors live there.  We can't leave well enough alone.

This is clearly the place that I am meant to spend my time.  I am both nourished and exhausted by the constant work of caring for young children and a home.  I am trying to carve out time once more for crafting, especially with the children.  Enki says that gardening is to be the main craft activity for the Spring and Summer months and we are doing our part.  Still, I was looking through the binder and seeing things that I know the children would love to do in these warming days.  Pinwheels would be wonderful for summer, a horse harness would bring great fun (and lots of galloping!), and a butterfly mobile would be a sweet addition to their bedroom.

Well, as always, there are things to do.  I'm debating over warming up leftovers or making a few tortillas for quesadillas.  I think the vote is for tortillas.

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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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