I believe that an ordinary life can be extraordinary, there is beauty in imperfection, that joy comes from faith, romance can be found in the everyday, and life is a beautiful journey.
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Today there is a feeling of change in the air, not just the rain. That as much as we love summer winter seems to be just around the corner. I read the Farmer's almanac article saying we will be hit with earlier and more snow this year in North Idaho. I think they may be right. I have been noticing subtle signs already for a while. The trees on our street are changing colors, the blackberries are packing more fruit and bigger berries than normal, and sunflowers bloomed much earlier this year. But what seems to confirm my suspicions is noticing that today the bees have been acting very aggressive all clustered by the hummingbird feeder, I remember seing that in late September of last year, when they know their time is almost done so they need to gather as much as they can. Have you noticed the same thing? This is only my 3rd winter in the north so maybe I am not as good as telling signs yet. I am curious to hear what you think? Luz ...
We are still surrounded by smoke, in a state of tension, watching as the fires take out our towns and beautiful state, seeing the ashes fall like snow out our windows, praying for an end to this (and to 2020 let’s be honest lol) So decided there is not better way to spend our Sunday than than with family. It is funny the faces people make when I say my favorite part of hosting people at our home for meals is the clean up after and I actually mean it. There is something so rewarding about tending to my home after. I call it blessings the house, it’s almost a type of meditative process where I cherish every single aspect of our time together and our blessings, where I bask in the goodness of God, and fill the time with silent Thanksgiving. I savor the slow actions of * rinsing of the plates, the warm water splashing my hands, the traces of food and reminders of full bellies * putting left overs and ingredientes lovingly in the fridge as I plan on ways to be a good steward and using them ...
“The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.” Charles Dickens.” This few days have been filled by a hollow longing and emptiness. It has been over a year since my sister’s sudden departure of this world and I find myself missing her more than ever. Specially during this times where all we talk about are uncertainty and doom my heart longs for a conversation filled with laughter, someone I can be raw and me without holding back, camaraderie, taking of superficial things like the smells of soap to more motherly advise. It feels like in one night my whole world changed, so many lasts, so many good byes, and never agains that make my heart rip into shreads and yet it still remains surprisinly the same. I know we need to bloom where we are planted but it is feeling specially challenging lately. Maybe it’s the summer fast approaching and needing to be outside, or the uncertainty with COVID, having my flower shop closed and not feeling that momentum, creativity, and peac...