"She refused to be bored, chiefly because she wasn't boring." Zelda Fitzgerald

Showing posts with label engagement. Show all posts
Showing posts with label engagement. Show all posts

Monday, May 18, 2015

Chickens and Togetherness

This week it is spring, edging into summer. The roses are opening...the lawn needs constant babysitting and we wake up every morning to birdsong and open windows. Its beautiful and chaotic and relieving and its smells amazing outdoors.


A is finally back home after nearly a month away from us on the other side of the country. Its been both ridiculously hard to have him gone (we're staying very connected emotionally) and also so amazing to find our stride and realize that we as a family can actually hack insane things like living on two coasts periodically. Pom misses his Daddy more than he ever has before when A travels and he during this trip he did things like breakdown sobbing inconsolably at the sound of his voice over the phone. Its touching to see him getting more verbal and also more clear about his own feelings and about intangible things like missing someone who isn't present: 3 years old approaches.

The chickens are laying well and may be driving the neighbors crazy with their egg calls which thankfully happen when people are mostly at work and houses in the neighborhood are empty. We have to remember to check the coop twice a day to make sure that we don't end up with any silly broody hens or egg eating, because there are always 6 a day now. I have started bringing the girls a cabbage a week to entertain them and give extra summer vitamins. I am also tossing any weeds from the garden into their pen for eating and am impressed with how much them do actually seem to be able to tear off and consume. Chickens are funny because they don't have any teeth or sharp cutting tools and are mostly adapted for eating loose seeds and small bugs that can be gulped whole or else ripping off bits of leaves attached to rooted plants. When I toss in whole weeds I think a lot of them just get trampled since when they pluck on them the whole plant comes along, but if they get into a tug-of-war everyone can actually pull off pieces and sometimes I see a hen use her foot for a tool to hold down the food and help tear it apart.


My sister Lockbox is engaged! That's the other bit of really exciting news around our house. Lots of our idle talk these days is diamond admiring, dress discussion and flower arrangement planning. So much ethereal planning to savor and witness. A wedding is a pretty deliciously cheery occasion, and more importantly I am so pleased for my sister and her man. They're so happy together and the new brother is infinitely approved of.

I have taken a season off of doing a lot of personal watercolor painting this past semester because I was teaching a middle and high school class for our homeschool co-op but now that the school year has ended...I'm free to paint by myself again! I'm so glad I taught, it was empowering (never taught art before!) and fun. I'm hoping to start back to my artist group that meets on Tuesdays this week and cannot wait to get back to the brushes. I might need a trip to the art store for more fresh paper!Yum!

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Friday, June 10, 2011

Poetry Friday: A Wedding Poem

 Happy Poetry Friday!

June is the month for weddings, it was the month of my wedding. (June 29 will be 9 years!! Whew!) And so one, perhaps naturally ends up with weddings on the brain right about now.

And I just finished reading the fascinating and lovely book Committed, by the author of Eat, Pray, Love fame, which is all about marriage and married life and getting married and staying married....etc. So, that added to the mind collection.

And  then there I was scrolling around in my notes looking for ideas I happened to have sketch scribbled in my poem scratch pad, for this poem...and the time just seemed right. It's kind of fun to play with writing a poem that is speaking in a different voice and has nothing to do with my own personal experience. Everyone seems to assume poetry is deeply personal expression, kind of a private diary in lyric verse or something. Reminds me of blogging a bit which everyone thought, at first was supposed to be some sort of journal that you share with the world. Sort of a "Here, read my high school diary!" experience. Heh heh.


Private Engagement Party

He gave her a diamond as big as
A kernal of her daddy's field corn
And that night she twirled in
Front of Great-Grandma's faded mirror
And tilted her hand to see it wink
As full of change as a plump
Springtime seed, about to be planted.



And just for kicks...I have to include this video, from one of my favorite musicals of all time, Seven Brides For Seven Brothers. The lead character Millie, who happens to be absent from this particular number, is one of my favorite female movie characters.



The Poetry Friday Round-up is over at Picture Book of the Day today, so hop on over and have a look see!


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