This Week on Homestead

I'm not sure exactly what is taking shape on Homestead this week, but something is in the works and progress is what we like to see.

Snapshots of our Weekend Friendship Fest

Castle Crags as seen from the Vista Point


Fellow bloggers from A Circle of Quiet, The Autumn Rain, A Learning Life, and Lavender and Old Lace.


The parents responsible for all of the following.....


The Barefoot Dancers.

Basking in the Afterglow of a Beautiful Weekend

Yesterday, as I aired sleeping bags, returned unused food to the cupboards, and sorted filthy laundry--all the aftermath of a glorious weekend in the wilds-- a hymn kept knocking on the door of my heart..."For the Beauty of the Earth". Usually it's the first verse of a song that comes to my mind, but what was running through my mind while cleaning up was instead the third verse.

"For the joy of human love,
Brother, sister, parent, child,
Friends on earth, and friends above,
For all gentle thoughts and mild:
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This our hymn of grateful praise."

Today I'm grateful for....

...my friend who calls my young daughter "sister",

...young men of three families uniting in friendship,

..."best friendships" that survive the distance and months between play days,

...and the joy of a shared moment while watching our young daughters explore God's creation.

The scenery was beautiful, the campfire cozy, but nothing compares to the beauty of friendships renewed and continuing to grow and enrich our lives.

Racoon Rolls for a Friendship Fest

Hungry campers, here they are! Ready for Sunday breakfast at Castle Crags.

Breaking Ground

May 24, 2006
The building process has begun! Here's what's taking shape out on our "Bit of Earth".

What We Need Each Day

Here is Charlotte Mason's philosphy adapted for our family by my 15 year old son.

1. Something to love
2. Something to do
3. Something to learn
4. Something CHOCOLATE

He has learned well from his mother!

Bob, the Builder, and Company

Regardless of whether the property is accessible and buildable, my husband is ready to move forward with the project. He would love to be building the actual house, but for this time he will have to be satisfied with building our shed/playhouse. The wall frames and trusses are ready and awaiting transport from our current home to the building site.

Counting The Days

It is with eager delight that this family is counting down the days to a Memorial Weekend camping trip. As a mom who doesn't generally relish the thought of camping and all the work (not to mention discomfort) that this will entail, you might well wonder why I would be joining in the count down. But this trip will be one worth the effort.

This trip will carry us south to the loving arms of our home group family (though unfortunately not all the members will be present). Together we will celebrate a birthday and sing 'round the campfire, break bread together and build a few s'mores, dance and tell tales under the starry sky...we will fill the cups of friendship to overflowing once again. What a joy it will be to share our lives without the internet separating us!

Thank you, dear friends, for making all the arrangements and giving this family something to look forward to. See you in 10 days!!!!!

Naming Susu

It has been my great pleasure over the years to be asked to name a few calves born over at Celebration Farm, where our dear Wisconsin kin live and learn.

First there was Lori's Betsy. Next came Moki...my #5's word for milk. And now Moki has her own sweet baby. The message arrived last week, "Aunt Lori, it's time for another name...Moki has a heifer."

Oh dear, I'm running out of ideas. We need something original, but it has to fit this little one. Something international? Let's continue with the milk theme. I looked up the Latin word for milk and discarded that idea. How about Spanish...Leche? That's not it either. So now I looked back in my past, to my days in New Guinea....Pidgin English for milk....Susu. Ah, just right. And here she is, looking as sweet as her name.

Golden Play Day

Please, may I pick some flowers?



Keeping Cool



Who's king of this mountain?

Making The Heart At Home

Hanging at the head of my bed is a beautiful heart ornament I received from a precious friend this past winter. As I look at it each day a simple refrain from a Madeleine video keeps flitting through my mind, "Home is where the heart is, the heart is...if the heart is home." Herein lies a problem...where is my heart at home?

I've lived a lifetime of moving. Pieces of my heart are scattered around the US with my brothers and sisters, scattered around the world with my parents and the friends we've made in our traveling. One would think my heart would be fractured to bits. But it must be made something like a starfish- able to regenerate the loss. The wonderful truth is this, there is no loss. Whenever I've given a piece of my heart away a piece has been knit back into it's place, to fill in that gap. It's the beauty of friendship in our lives.

Now as each week passes we are busy making our hearts at home in this new setting. Earlier this month we chose a church home and are working at getting to know the people God has for us here. My older children are attending a Youth Group full of wholesome young people sharing their lives with one another. We are resuming music lessons. Bit by bit the pieces of our lives are coming back together. Our hearts are making this home.

A Picnic Perfect Day

A walk in the woods unveiled a bounty of blossoms.



The love of my life enjoying the view from our "bit of earth".



Revelling in the warmth of the sun.

The Finished Product

Mission accomplished with a few days to spare...and there's still time to enjoy it while I read with the kids on our chilly spring mornings! 

Born To Be A Country Girl

Our Bit of Earth

"Might I," quavered Mary, "might I have a bit of earth?"....

"You can have as much earth as you want," he said. "You remind me of some one else who loved the earth and things that grow. When you see a bit of earth you want," with something like a smile, "take it, child, and make it come alive."

The Secret Garden, by Francis Hodgson Burnett

This "bit of earth" is now officially ours! And someday soon, this will be the view from our living room. I can hardly wait to make it come alive with the sounds of our family, living and learning on our bit of earth.

Spring Grass
by Carl Sandburg

Spring grass, there is a dance to be danced for you.
Come up, spring grass, if only for young feet.
Come up, spring grass, young feet ask you.

Smell of the young spring grass,
You're a mascot riding on the wind horses.
You came to my nose and spiffed me. This is your lucky year.

Young spring grass just after the winter,
Shoots of the big green whisper of the year,
Come up, if only for young feet.
Come up, young feet ask you.

Inch by Inch

There are just 8 sets remaining before I can attach the edging.
The finish line is in sight!


The Edging


Sneak Preview

Countdown To Completion

It's been a year and two months now since I began this infamous knitting project of mine. Why I chose this tedious pattern as a novice knitter is beyond my current understanding. However, the shawl, which has lain dormant in my closet since moving into our current home, has been picked up once again and the needles placed into action. I'm a woman on a mission now!

The goal: to finish this shawl in the next three weeks. It must be finished to enjoy, however briefly, in the remaining cool days of spring. A half hour a day for the next 18 days, with a few thrown in to compensate for the unforseen, will get me to the finish line.

Cheer me on and be watching for pics of the completed project!

Celebrating Life

Last week was our Spring Birthday Bash. I fully intended to honor these birthdays with their own special posts; however it came down to a choice, I could either celebrate or post. I celebrated! Here's to two awesome teens in my home. I love you both with all my heart.

Our Favourite Authoress

AND

Our Resident Geek

May you both be richly blessed in this next year of your lives.

Belonging

"From the Heart of the universe come our beating hearts. From this Fellowship spring all of our longings for a friend, a family, a fellowship -- for someplace to belong."

EPIC: The Story God Is Telling and the Role That Is Yours To Play by John Eldridge

Feast of Friendship

Our family has been through a season of "Fellowship Famine" over the past 4 months. Now, with the coming of spring, a delightful feast has been brought to our table.

Joy Like a Fountain

Wednesday fed us abundantly as we had a meet up with new friends discoverd through the Sonlight forum. Mom and 4 kids met us at the city park for a wonderful (and miraculously dry) afternoon of play and chatting.

The evening course was the opportunity to make pizza for a long time friend of mine, one I've not had the pleasure of sharing time with in over 6 years! I thoroughly enjoyed showing off my family to this mentor mom from my past.

Forever Friends

Then today arrived with dessert for our souls!!!! I feel as if I've been to California and back again all in one afternoon. Three daughters and I made the treck south to meet dear California friends for lunch at Carl's Jr., play time (complete with dolls and coffe for moms and big sister) at Border's Books and to top it off the opportunity to refill our pantry from Trader Joes.

Our spirits are bubbling over.