I have a bubbling suspicion that this year will be chock full of change. Can you feel it too?
The past few months have been churning, status quo, the motions continue forward, however a few weeks ago my Mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. I’ve been overwhelmed by the feelings that spout out from such news. The really good thing is that she found it in its early stages. The initial reports showed 3 tumors and a mastectomy was arranged. Cancer was found in her lymph nodes also, so she will be prescribed chemo and radiation.
The last week I have been recuperating with her at home since surgery, which went really well, but feeling nostalgic. There really is nothing like that feeling of curling up in bed with your mom in bed, no matter what age you are…and I’m 42!
This morning I woke up at 1a and at 2a and at 4a when I decided to just get up. Even though I’ve been visiting for over a week, the one thing I have been meaning to do is look through the photo albums. My parents seemed to have captured the perfect memories to our childhood. Capturing the snippet of time that a point and shoot camera accomplishes. I laughed a little and cried a tear or two, but helped me remember how goofy my brothers and I were. And now with families of our own, how our offspring now resemble how we were all back then. The family vacations, the family parties, the cousins…so many cousins! The holidays, the family pets, the messy house, the moments where my brothers and I passed the time by dressing up as monsters, giving talent shows or beating each other up. There are even a few of me as a teenager, being moody and embarrassed being in public with my parents.
I would really like to wish a resounding Happy New Year to everyone, but happiness is just not what I see. There will be lots of change and recovery, and some pain, hopefully not too much.
So until next time here are a couple pictures of my parents, one on their wedding day in 1966, and one 9 months later the same year.
Yes I’ve been absent, physically and mentally but thought I’d share these pics from this morning before work.
All it takes to brightens someone’s day are tiny little red things…
This of course is Rosalee, look at her waddles and comb they are coming in nicely! And she loves tiny little red things…Happy holidays!
Swatching is SOOOOO important.
I’m beginning my next project, The Shepherd Hoodie from Kate Davies. This pattern can be found at Juniper Moon Farms.
This past Monday I woke up tired and out of sorts. I fed the pups, let the chickens out to free range a bit before work and went back inside to make some tea. I also made a scrambled egg sandwich on Rudis GF multigrain bread. Since this past year with my allergy, I haven’t really wanted to eat bread. I no longer craved it, but this morning, I knew I wanted an egg sandwich.
As I was walking down the hall, the entire sandwich slid off my plate. Ugh! So it ended up that my dogs had a nice breakfast instead of me. I went back into the kitchen and tured the kettle on. I’ll make myself some tea I said to myself…I grabbed a mug from the cupboard and accidentally bumped it against my sink. It cracked in my hand, leaving me with a cut. I washed the cut, put a bandaid on it and reminded myself that yes its Monday, but I had tomorrow off. I need to get through the day…I MUST get through the day…
The past couple weeks, I’ve been feeling fatigued. Maybe it’s the changing of the seasons, who knows.
Even though the morning didn’t go as planned, no more disasters happened. In fact on my way to work I made myself laugh because at first I was feeling bummed my favorite mug broke…but then my next thought was that ALL my mugs are my favorite! Not just that one. I had many left to enjoy!
Here’s a chicken picture for no reason except that yes, those fluffy furry puffballs are hens. And she’s probably thinking, what you looking at?
The summer’s coming to end. The days are definitely getting shorter. The weather still has some heat, however my garden is getting tired. The tomatoes are not really turning red and the zucchini are growing few and fingerling sized.
School is back in session which equals to hellish commutes…who’s whining?
But I do know that love is about and shows up when you least expect it sometimes.
Today I decided to take out most of my garden to get it ready for the Fall garden. I usually dread this task because it is admittance that summer really is over. After clippinga and pruning the vines I was left with a few pounds of immature tomatoes. And what does one do with all that fruit? Make relish!
Being raised on the West Coast, green tomato relish wasn’t something that I ever had. However after reading this recipe Farm Girl it had a familiar resemblance of chili verde. So I decided to give it a try.
I had all the ingredients handy and it didn’t take more than an hour and a half. You can find the recipe on the link above to Farmgirl.
I used a water bath method to can them. I will share a few jars with my family, however after sampling the finished product it was amazing. Not only can it be used for chips and dip, but I can use it to make chicken chili verde too.
With the end of summer, good things do come from the changes of the season. Finding the heart shaped tomato today validated my decision to grow food for my family, which I shared pounds of tomatoes with friends and family with my abundant crop…taking the time the other night to look at the beautiful sunset then stare at the stars reminded me to be grateful for what I have and the life I live.
Onwards and upwards to your dreams…
I am not a vegan. I eat meat, I rarely eat red meat. I have posted entries talking about growing food, being conscious on where my food comes from. I have read stories that have discussed industrial agriculture and how it’s affecting our food chain. I am not an expert on anything really, yet I want to share a little story that happened to me today.
Today at work, a father and his 9 year old daughter stopped in and asked what the rug was made from. I simply replied, “It’s cowhide.”
The father was so surprised that we were using a cowhide on the floor. In todays world, I am always aware that people have various believes regarding animals, their treatment and so forth so I explained that the hide more than likely a by product of the meat industry. The cattle farmers sell the hides to a leather business who conditions them to be sold to make leather accessories etc. The father again was so surprised, he replied,” The only meat he wants to know about comes in a cellophane wrapped styrofoam tray he finds at his local grocery store.” It seemed he was happy knowing, not knowing where his food came from.
Since I was at work, I didn’t reply with, “did you know that wool comes from sheep?”
Speechless! I hope this fathers belief of meat is not the norm, and the daughter isn’t too upset when she finds out cowhide is really leather. It is a sad reality that people do not know where their food comes from, how it’s grown or what chemicals are used …the reality is daunting. That is why I read food labels, I grow veggies and make my own compost for the garden. I try to buy organic and will do without if I’m unsure of the foods source.
Sorry so soap-boxy. I just thought I’d share.