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No.840: Last Week at the Farmhouse // Little Moments of Delight pt.4

“Sunset at Eragny” by Camille Pissarro

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Bringing back this prompt once again.  (Here’s part one, part two, and part three.)  I love that it reminds me that there is much to love, even in the everyday minutiae.  Here’s my list:

Teenage boys and their pull-up challenges.  Watching how much Sammy (our Great Pyrenees) loves the baby piglets.  Getting so much out of The Divine Comedy!  Little brothers playing happily together.  Eating “pink lemonade” blueberries right off the bush.  Shady spots outside during boiling hot days.  Rain.

Hoping to document the abundance around me all year long!

Around here, abundance looks like…

+ the terribly unbearable heat!  It has been SO hot lately.  Our days have been focused on keeping the pigs cool with splashes of cold water, mud wallows and frozen foods.

+ selling two unneeded items for the Car Loan Payoff Plan: one reusable shopping bag and a shirt.  After shipping and fees, I made $8.14!

Reading //

  • LOTS of new information in Nuclear War by Annie Jacobsen, including this (less scary) fact:

In the 1950s, President Eisenhower created the U.S. highway system with this kind of dual-use in mind.  He modeled America’s original “National System of Interstate and Defense Highways” after “the superlative system of German autobahn,” he wrote in his presidential memoirs.  Not only could U.S. highways facilitate large-scale evacuation of cities in a nuclear war, but the broad, flat interstate lanes could be used as runways for takeoff and landings on bombing runs.  For setting down a helicopter in the median strip, or along the side of the road in the grass.  This is how many of America’s mid-century transportation systems were designed. (p.100)

  • What City Kids Learn on My Farm from Larissa Phillips at The Free Press // “Here are some things I have taught the kids who visit my farm: animals don’t care about your feelings, and sometimes we kill them to eat them. It doesn’t matter how desperately you want to find more eggs, the hens don’t lay on demand. Tomatoes aren’t ripe in June. The stalls aren’t going to clean themselves. Cuts, scrapes, and stings aren’t really a big deal. And there will always be poop.”
  • You Don’t Need To Document Everything from Freya India at Girls // “Influencers are of course the most extreme examples—but this impulse is so ingrained in everyone now. This pressure to post everything. And I think it’s a massive cause of anxiety for Gen Z. There’s a sense now that something didn’t happen if you don’t share it. There are young people who wouldn’t understand going to an event, travelling somewhere, being in a relationship, if they couldn’t post about it. They would not see the point. They simply cannot conceive of a life that exists without an audience consuming it.”

New Additions to The List // 

Watching/Listening //

Loving //

No.839: Last Week at the Farmhouse // What is Your Legacy?

“One Generation Passeth Away and Another Generation Cometh” by Byam Shaw

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If you didn’t think I was an odd duck before, this will probably convince you: I like to read the local obituaries.

With the exception of the occasional heartbreaking childhood cancer or teenage suicide, the majority of the obituaries share the stories of lives well lived.  A few examples (I removed some of the more specific information):

John, 95: “He was an avid reader and also enjoyed his extensive collection of old movies and many genres of music. He was an active member [in his church] and deeply valued these relationships.”

Stanley, 80: “He will always be remembered as a giver, mentor and support to those who knew and loved him. And besides his passion for his career, he could always be found on the golf course with good friends…Stanley was a devoted and loving husband, father and grandpa and was the foundation of his family. He was always there to support his family and friends, even if just to share a joke to make you smile.”

Barbara, 91: “Bobbie’s life was characterized by her strong Christian faith, devotion to family and her compassionate servant’s heart. She was active in her community throughout her life, serving [her local church]… Bobbie served for many years in various community and civic organizations. She was selfless, content in all circumstances and experienced great joy in caring for family, friends and those in need.”

Reading about these lovely people always makes me introspective: What will my legacy be?  What will my children write about me?

Those behaviors have to be cultivated today.  If I want to be remembered as “content in all circumstances” like Barbara, I need to practice that right now.  If I want to be known as deeply valuing relationships like John, I need to act like that today.  An important reminder to focus on what matters most.

Hoping to document the abundance around me all year long!

Around here, abundance looks like…

+ homemade decorations for the 4th of July.  I love the kids’ creativity.

+ fresh produce all over the kitchen counter!  Our onions and potatoes are ready and the tomatoes are ripening like crazy.  Time to include those ingredients in the meal plan.

+ selling four unneeded items for the Car Loan Payoff Plan.  This week, I sold one pair of jeans and three books.  After shipping and fees, I made $9.64!

Reading //

  • The Greatest Gifts We Can Give Our Teens from Kathryn Whitaker at Mothering Spirit // “Please Jesus, let them make mistakes, I want to yell. By ‘helicoptering’ faith formation and mowing down all obstacles, we are preventing our children from the (often painful) experience of growing up and owning their own faith. The two greatest things we can give our children is the space to fail and a community to love them through it.”
  • I Regret to Inform You That We Will All Grow Old, Infirm, and Unattractive from Freddie deBoer // A little crass, but interesting.  The comments were interesting too.  (And the whole conversation makes me think of one of my favorite books, Being Mortal by Atul Gawande.)

I personally think that another influence lies in the bizarre modern ideology that insists that everything that people have always done is so much harder now, against all evidence. There’s this pervasive cultural attitude that everything is so. damn. hard. now, that human beings have never faced so much difficulty just getting by. This notion is bipartisan, though I do mostly associate it with left-of-center culture, which for the record is politically ruinous. The reality is that it isn’t, actually, uniquely hard to live now, and if you are lucky enough to live as a healthy person in the middle class or above in the United States, you enjoy a life that 99.99% of human beings in history would look on with incredible envy. Which is not to say that life isn’t hard; life is very hard, for big-picture reasons that I’ve laid out many times. It’s just that life was always hard. It’s hard to be a person. Our existence is a cosmic accident, our lives are outside of our own control, and we inevitably die, so of course life is hard. But it was always hard, and that which is hardest about being a human is that which never changes. There’s nothing special about now. It’s just that a lot of people have made the bizarre choice to promulgate an elite culture in which everyone complains all the time about how hard everything is, to socially deleterious effect. (And, for the record, the only real escape from the hardships of life is to find the dignity to bear them without showy complaint, which is the opposite of what everyone is doing.)

New Additions to The List // 

Watching/Listening //

No.837: Last Week at the Farmhouse // An Educated Woman

“Woman Reading” by Childe Hassam (1885)

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There seems to be lots of discussion online lately around “trad wives.”  I’m not on social media and am out of the loop so I don’t know the full extent of the issue, but – as usual – my thoughts are probably outside those strongly drawn lines.  (I’ll beat this drum all day long: You don’t have to believe in binary thinking!  Resist the boxes!)  Here’s my big picture take: an educated woman, whether at work or at home, can only make the world a better place.

A career-oriented woman can be “educated” but not necessarily wise.  A homemaker can also lack this wisdom.  It’s a tragedy for both.  So what do we do?  We stop being defensive.  We stop taking other people’s choices/opinions personally.  We stop attacking the other side.  And then we get down to the arduous task of learning.

You don’t need a college degree to read.  In today’s day and age, the library is free and used books are super cheap.  The pursuit of wisdom is right at your fingertips if you desire it!  And in my opinion, the rewards are enormous.

A woman who reads understands more of the complexities of the world.
A woman who reads learns the history of the past so as not to repeat it in the present.
A woman who reads sits at the feet of great thinkers and molds her views accordingly.
A woman who reads can identify bias, propaganda and lies.
A woman who reads wrestles with current issues in a much deeper way.

To me, the argument between women who stay home and women who work is just silly. The bigger question for me is…do you read?

Hoping to document the abundance around me all year long!

Around here, abundance looks like…

+ making our yearly batch of tallow from beef fat.  Another amazing example of making something from “trash.”

+ four new little piglets on the farm!  Our gilts will be ready for breeding in late fall, but we needed an intermediary set of pigs to raise in the meantime.  They are tiny and adorable and we can’t wait to find out their personalities.

+ selling twelve unneeded items for a new challenge that I’m calling the Car Loan Payoff Plan.  (Nobody likes to talk about it, so I will: I hate debt and it causes me a lot of stress.  With the success of the Farm Sitter Vacation Fund, I’m encouraged to keep going so that I can help remove some of this mental burden.)  Anyway, this week, I sold two pieces of clothing, eight books, an address book and a Disneyland autograph book from the 1990’s.  After shipping and fees, I made $219.24!

Reading //

  • Building People with Three-Dimensional Memory from Ruth and Peco Gaskovski at School of the Unconformed // I LOVED this.
  • Five Poems Every Catholic Should Memorize from Julian Kwasniewski at Tradition & Sanity // “The marvelous thing about poetry is that it allows us to get in on another’s moment of wonder; and then we have a little piece of his wonder to view the world through. Imagine each great poem you learn as if it is a sliver of stained glass: once your pocket is full of them, you have many lenses you can view the world through.”
  • A People Without Culture: What the End of Reading Truly Means from Nadya Williams at Providence Magazine // “This loss of culture, both oral and written, has significant implications for how any human society, let alone a democracy, functions. How do you communicate with other flesh and blood people with neither the ability to read nor listen deeply? This is a civilization-destroying kind of crisis.”
  • Want of Wonder: Seven Suggestions for Becoming More Childlike from Michael Warren Davis at Hearth and Field

New Additions to The List // 

Watching/Listening //

Loving //

  • these cooling towels // So nice to wrap around your head or neck when working outside.  The heat has been unbearable lately!

No.835: Last Week at the Farmhouse // A Beauty-Full Home

“Interior with Red Poppies” by Anna Ancher (1905)

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Beauty seems to be a theme I continue to dwell upon in 2024.  Lately, I’ve been thinking of this quote from a few weeks ago in terms of my home:

If the world is pretty, it tells man something about the world and his place in it; it confers a hopeful and reverent tone and demands that he do well to guard against decay, disorder, or pure industrialized pragmatism. However, if the world is ugly, it tells a man that he ought not even notice; he ought not bother to care; there’s nothing worth saving anyway. – On the Texture of Things Past from Daxxton McGee at Circe Institute

I’m still in the throes of a deep declutter, arguably the most ruthless pass through I’ve ever done, and have been pondering what my “end goal” should look like.  I’m not a minimalist, but I am looking for more than just a clutter-filled house with tons of items we don’t need.  I want a beautiful home, but not one defined by unrealistic influences (ie, the Internet, someone’s home that doesn’t have kids/a farm/dogs, etc).  All in all, I think I desire a home that is peaceful and ultimately inspires beauty.

But here’s the conundrum: we don’t have a ton of money for home projects and renovations and brand new furniture right now.  So can I make what I already have beautiful?  Fresh flowers on the table, books in every room, clean linens and family photographs…little bits of beauty-full things that don’t cost a thing.  I think it’s a worthy challenge.

Hoping to document the abundance around me all year long!

Around here, abundance looks like…

+ breaking out an extra Japanese beetle trap that I bought last year because…they’re baaaaack!  Fortunately, I think I installed the trap in time to avoid the total destruction of my apple trees.

+ the first potatoes of the season!  Delicious.

+ selling ten unneeded items for the Farm Sitter Vacation Fund: five pieces of clothing, a book, a piece of homeschool curriculum, two purses and a set of train tracks.  After shipping and fees, I made $76.35 and have finally reached my goal!  Another huge weight lifted off my shoulders.

Reading //

  • Papa Pete’s Patriarchy from Dr. Kevin D. Roberts at First Things // “Piety is a weight. It is a sense of responsibility. It is knowing what we owe to others on account of what we have been given. It is gratitude for what we inherited. It is ‘the wise man’ who ‘knows himself as debtor’ and is ‘inspired by a deep sense of obligation,’ in the words of Bertrand de Jouvenel. It is what the Romans called pietas and considered chief of the virtues—the most essential to their republic.”
  • The Poetics of Family Life from Davin Heckman at Front Porch Republic // “Billions of lowly people, each with a singular existence and intricately woven mind, lovingly created with a unique immortal soul, exist as a testimony to the tendency towards fecundity and freedom that is part of our world.”
  • The Bookshelf: Gifts of Friendship from Matthew J. Franck at Public Discourse // I would love to start the tradition of “birthday books” with someone!
  • Why Read Homer’s Iliad? from Cheryl Lowe at Memoria Press // “But the Iliad, we discover, is a book about the Civil War. It is a book about all wars, about the people and characters that you find in every war—and in every town—the wise, the foolish, the clever, the noble, the base, the ambitious, the old, and the young. It is about their pettiness, their heroism, their adventures, their sacrifices, and their sufferings. The Iliad is mostly about people, not war, and it gives us unforgettable and universal character types.”

New Additions to The List // 

Watching/Listening //

Loving //

  • our new watering system for the pigs! // We had a major heatwave this week so perfect timing.

No.834: Last Week at the Farmhouse // We Don’t Have to be Enemies

“The talk” by Camille Pissarro (1892)

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Lately, I’ve been thinking about the concept of enemies.  I’ve been reading the current news stories about skirmishes and wars around the world.  I’ve also been reading about past conflicts in history and the lasting repercussions of war on a person’s psyche.  I’ve touched on the “culture wars” and the many factions that seem to keep society separated from each other.

I’m still wrestling with all of this information, but the overarching theme seems to be that we are encouraged to dehumanize people who disagree with us.  Social media and the news and even politicians push us to pick one side – you’re either Team A or Team B!  We’re pitted against each other, we look at people with hatred and disgust, we hold people to a standard higher than we do ourselves.  And sadly, the less you see the humanity of a person, the easier it is to devalue them or even wish their death.  What is happening to us as a society?  As a culture?

I believe that we are more than a sound bite, more than a 280-character tweet, more than one photo with a tiny caption. We are all people struggling to make sense of a complex world. Our backgrounds and experiences are vast and varied and we often come to different conclusions. That is okay! That is the human experience. You are not an automaton, you are not a machine, you don’t have to agree with everyone else!  We don’t have to be enemies. I’m fighting that societal pressure and I hope you will too.

Hoping to document the abundance around me all year long!

Around here, abundance looks like…

+ air-drying laundry (still!) as we continue to figure out the dryer issue.  I did purchase a second drying rack because the laundry piles were getting huge.

+ securing a dog boarder for our vacation!  We found her through Rover and had a meet-and-greet with her and the dogs.  She was so warm and welcoming and the dogs were right at home at her house – even Samson, who hates all strangers!  This is a huge weight lifted from my shoulders; I know they’ll be in great hands while we’re gone.

+ big, healthy hydrangea bushes!  Two years ago, I envisioned a line of hydrangeas around our front porch but could only afford the tiny, potted bareroots.  With patience comes great reward!  They are growing so well and are just gorgeous.

+ a young buck who seems to like hanging out in our backyard near the chicken run.  My youngest has named him Ezra.

+ selling ten unneeded items for the Farm Sitter Vacation Fund: eight books, a DVD and a sweater.  After shipping and fees, I made $25.40.  I’m hitting a bit of a reselling wall (I’ve been listing steadily since late February!) so I took a bit of a break.  Even so, this was an exciting week because I’m getting so, so close to my financial goal.  Really hoping to cross that threshold soon!

Reading //

It is not my place to speak in this setting.  Even if it was, there is no point in telling these men that I do not condone violence.  I have always believed, and still do, that violence begets more violence.  We are relics of a bygone era, those of us who support passive resistance.  The younger ones do not believe that the meek shall inherit the earth.  They insist the struggle must be an armed one because the only way to overthrow the white minority who keep the black majority in chains is with force.

But what quality of freedom will it be if it is won with blood?  And after that?  Once our rage has boiled and we have taken the life force of our enemies, have we not become the very people we have fought against, the ones who use violence against us?  If we ever taste victory, will our fighters lower their fists and live in peace or will they always be looking for the next conflict?  I despair that we are all becoming murderers, white and black alike, and that we will never be able to wipe this blood from our hands.  I pray that I am wrong. (p.96)

  • Cocktails, Commitments, and Crafting Conversation from Ben Christenson at Hearth and Field // “Sherry Turkle describes the ‘rule of three’ in modern group socializing: so long as at least three people have their heads up, people feel license to check their phone and temporarily drop out. The resulting conversation is disjointed and shallow, limping along but unable to achieve any complexity or depth. It’s a ‘tragedy of the conversations,’ if you will. No one feels responsible, so everyone seeks their own pleasure while the shared conversation suffers.”  His ideas to encourage conversation without phones is great.
  • The Contemplative Reader from Leigh Lowe at Memoria Press // “Contemplation is a bridge that leads from knowledge (comprehension) to wisdom and helps us use what we have learned to pursue virtue and avoid vice.”

New Additions to The List // 

Watching/Listening //

Loving //

  • this indoor plug-in fly trap // Started as a Home Depot impulse buy, but now I’m in love!  So helpful to combat the flies and other bugs that manage to get into this farmhouse.
  • Sudoku // Trying to keep this brain of mine sharp.  You can even play online.
  • “Learn all you can about various subjects because it can make for a very interesting life. It is like being on an everyday adventure that makes us want to know more.” // Wise advice from Grandma Donna.

No.833: Last Week at the Farmhouse // The Granny Creed

“Grandmother” by Silvestro Lega (1865)

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The decluttering adventure continues.  This week, I discovered a computer print-out from 2009!  The blog post described “Granny Day,” a day set aside each year to live life like Granny did.  At the end of the post, the author shared The Granny Creed and I’ll rewrite it here:

Make food for the soul with love in your hands; traverse daily to the well and draw from the living waters of creativity; from a generous heart give something away.  Rise early, stay late; call or write to one held dear, whether far or near.  Work until it’s done.  See to the needs of those around you, but never lose sight of your own.  Live each day with reverence and joy.

The timing of this little discovery was a little uncanny because the week took a very Granny-like turn!  Our dryer – only a year old – started making terrible grinding sounds so I was left to air-drying clothing all over the house while we tried to diagnose the problem.  I made a loaf of homemade bread in the bread machine almost every day.  I woke up with the sun, worked the garden and moved the animals before it got too hot.  It was a good, life-giving week.

Hoping to document the abundance around me all year long!

Around here, abundance looks like…

+ finishing up the Four Weeks to a More Organized Home challenge but forgetting to photograph the process!  Oh well.

+ returning to carnivore(ish) eating after a month of treats.  I enjoyed many of my old favorites, but I quickly went back to emotional/stress eating, my skin looks terrible (like I’m back in high school!) and my stomach issues have come back.  I know I can’t sustain any of those things, so back to the strict diet I go.

+ finding wild berries growing over our property fence.  I think they’re blackberries?

+ selling seven unneeded items for the Farm Sitter Vacation Fund: a stylus pen, two books, a homeschool curriculum, and three pieces of clothing.  After shipping and fees, I made $65.50!

Reading //

  • Grandmother’s Wisdom from Andrew Skabelund at Front Porch Republic
  • Housework from Mary Townsend at The Hedgehog Review // “To clean the thing is to care for the thing; to clean well is neither giving it a flick that leaves the edges obscured in dirt, nor scrubbing the thing away into nothing. All of this work raises up the house out of the confusion of its strands back into one single thing, the bulwark, the thing that makes the rest possible, both leaving and coming back; the sort of place where you could consider resting your head. Housekeeping doesn’t just enable us to dwell; housekeeping is dwelling, and also it is thought.”
  • Paper Routes: Working Hard & Humanely from Paul Schweigl at Hearth and Field // “I think what I am really hoping for is that the lad’s first job will teach him everything that my paper routes taught me. Work ought to help reveal the dignity of the worker, while enmeshing him in a community where he can learn to be a stronger but also more compassionate man.”

New Additions to The List // 

Loving //

No.831: Last Week at the Farmhouse // Little Moments of Delight pt.3

“At the Summer Cottage” by Ivan Shishkin (1894)

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It’s been a few weeks, so I’m returning to this prompt again.  (Here’s part one and part two.)  Highly recommend the practice, especially if you’re going through a hard week or month or season.  Here’s my list:

Waking up with the sunrise.  A stack of packages sold during the long weekend.  An afternoon nap, just because.  A bluebird sitting on the fence post.  Listening to little boy giggles while they’re watching a movie.  Filling the trunk with donations.  Twenty new laying hens for the barnyard.  A drive alone with my husband, even if it was just to the dump, ha!

Hoping to document the abundance around me all year long!

Around here, abundance looks like…

+ rest after a super busy, stressful, productive spring.  We made it!  I definitely needed a recovery week before the next big projects begin.

+ finding some unclaimed property after coming across this post from Six Figures Under.  It never hurts to check and we were thrilled to see our name on the list!

+ not paying full price for a high school literature curriculum.  I received a $10 coupon from Memoria Press last December and have held onto it ever since.  I wasn’t prepared to start buying next year’s books quite so early, but when I noticed that the coupon expired on 5/31 (and it was 5/31!) I snatched up the teacher and student guides.  Good deals seem to hard to come by these days, so this was exciting.

+ selling nine unneeded items for the Farm Sitter Vacation Fund: six pieces of clothing, two books and a pair of slippers.  After shipping and fees, I made $60.26!

Reading //

And actually, I’m losing hope for people taking accountability because all this has accelerated so much and so fast that we can’t seem to see what it’s doing to us, let alone make better choices. Having a camera roll full of thousands of selfies is now completely normal. So is checking how many likes your tweet has while someone is talking to you. So is swiping through human beings like you’re on Amazon. Most of us do things like this sometimes and we feel that it’s weird, we know it’s a bit bleak, but more and more people don’t seem to even see a problem. They spend five hours a week taking selfies and don’t see it as vanity. They talk about people’s follower counts like it’s a measure of worth without a thought of what’s becoming of them. They are so obsessed with their digital reputation they can’t see how they are degrading their real life one for it. They can point to all the ways social media is killing their mental health but never their humility. And so many of us delude ourselves that these platforms are harmless and light-hearted, all while we can feel them destroying us on the inside. All while we are becoming steadily more self-absorbed, in ways that play out in our real relationships and I think eat away at us and our respect for ourselves. Maybe that funny feeling we get from social media isn’t always anxiety. Maybe sometimes that feeling is shame.

New Additions to The List // 

A commenter from the Apple post above shared a booklist for the Philosophy of Technology course he created.  Added a handful to my ever-growing list!

Watching/Listening //

No.830: Last Week at the Farmhouse // The Work of our Hands

“Farmhouse Exterior with Chickens” by Hans Andersen Brendekilde

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It was a big, big week on the farm – the preparation and execution of our first broiler processing of the year!  Spread over two days, this was the culmination of twelve weeks of focused tending.  We worked hard, invited friends to help/learn the process and enjoyed the sweet satisfaction of a job well done.  I can never adequately express how farming has changed my life for the better, but this section from Wendell Berry’s essay, “A Defense of the Family Farm” shares a glimpse:

…By the dismemberment of work, by the degradation of our minds as workers, we are denied our highest calling, for, as Gill says, “every man is called to give love to the work of his hands.  Every man is called to be an artist.”  The small family farm is one of the last places – they are getting rarer every day – where men and women (and girls and boys, too) can answer that call to be an artist, to learn to give love to the work of their hands.  It is one of the last places where the maker – and some farmers still do talk about “making the crops” – is responsible, from start to finish, for the thing made.  This certainly is a spiritual value, but it is not for that reason an impractical or uneconomic one.  In fact, from the exercise of this responsibility, this giving of love to the work of the hands, the farmer, the farm, the consumer, and the nation all stand to gain in the most practical ways: They gain the means of life, the goodness of food, both natural and cultural.  The proper answer to the spiritual calling becomes, in turn, the proper fulfillment of physical need.  (p.166-167)

Hoping to document the abundance around me all year long!

Around here, abundance looks like…

+ cutting up old greeting cards.  I’ve been on a decluttering spree this month and I finally tackled my pile of cards.  I keep everything sent to me…and it’s getting a little unruly at this point, ha!  Anyway, I kept a few of my favorites (especially from my deceased grandmothers) but got rid of a ton.  I also cut down the fronts of some to make tags for gifts and/or reselling thank you notes.

+ a blooming peace lily!  I got this plant as a free gift from Fast Growing Trees years ago and have narrowly killed it multiple times.  This is the first time she’s bloomed and I’m so excited.

+ selling 25 unneeded items for the Farm Sitter Vacation Fund: fifteen books, four pieces of clothing, four cloth napkins, a DVD, and a piece of curriculum.  After shipping and fees, I made $101.27!

Reading //

Yes, Lincoln warned, the spirit of the mob was abroad in the land; and once murderous passions were unleashed, mobs were apt to terrorize the entire country, burning innocent and guilty alike, until all the walls erected to defend the people were obliterated.  When that happened, when “the vicious portion of the population shall be permitted to gather in bands of hundreds and thousands, and burn churches, ravage and rob provision stores, throw printing presses into rivers, shoot editors, and hang and burn obnoxious persons at pleasure, and with impunity; depend on it, this Government cannot last.” (p.47)

Mob thinking/mob rule/mob violence came up on more than occasion in my reading this week!  The more history I read, the more I see how human nature is the same throughout the ages.

  • Toward a Politics of Beauty from John de Graaf at Front Porch Republic
  • On the Texture of Things Past from Daxxton McGee at Circe Institute // “If the world is pretty, it tells man something about the world and his place in it; it confers a hopeful and reverent tone and demands that he do well to guard against decay, disorder, or pure industrialized pragmatism. However, if the world is ugly, it tells a man that he ought not even notice; he ought not bother to care; there’s nothing worth saving anyway.”
  • Making the Long Haul, like a Tree from John Cuddeback at Life Craft
  • Towards an Economy of Love from Patrick M. Fleming at Humanum // A review of Wendell Berry’s Home Economics. (I finally finished!)

New Additions to The List // 

The focus seemed to be different ways of looking at war this week.

Watching/Listening //

Loving //

  • the brownie cookie recipe from 100 Cookies cookbook // I allowed myself a little treat after my daughter made them and they were delicious.

No.828: Last Week at the Farmhouse // The Stars Always Shine

“Landscape with Stars” by Henri-Edmond Cross (1905 – 1908)

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The sky was gloomy and the rain poured this week.  My melancholic temperament quickly followed suit.  I felt discouraged about so many things – finances, strained relationships, the transfer of our beloved pastor to a new parish, my children’s behavior, bad news story after bad news story, chickens killed by that sneaky fox…it all felt so heavy.

But like always happens to me lately, a quote I read somewhere came to mind.  (I often jot down little things I read, even if they don’t seem applicable at the time.  They always seem to be useful later on down the road!)  I’m paraphrasing, but it basically said, “The stars always shine, even if humanity cannot see them.”  Even though we can’t see the stars during the day, they are still there, shining brightly.  What a comforting thought, right?  I think there’s symbolism with our good Lord there somewhere.

So we carry on!  Here’s hoping for a better week…and some sunshine would be great too.

Hoping to document the abundance around me all year long!

Around here, abundance looks like…

+ going through our budget with a fine-toothed comb.  Time to stop feeling like we’re always on the defensive and get on the offensive!  I signed back into Dave Ramsey’s Every Dollar (free!) budgeting program and love how easy it is to tweak the numbers.

+ decluttering with a new fervor!  I’ve done this before…when life feels crazy, I attempt ridiculous projects.  I’m calling this one the “Seven Year Clean.”  We will have lived in this house seven years this summer and it feels like the right time to go through every bin and drawer and closet.  This borders on absolute insanity and I’m definitely in the “it has to get worse before it gets better” stage, but I think it’s a good summer project if I can keep up the momentum.

+ figuring out the Rubix Cube puzzle!  My kids have been on a mission to solve it and after watching this video, my daughter finally did it!

+ selling twelve unneeded items for the Farm Sitter Vacation Fund: eight pieces of clothing, one bag, one book and two piece of curriculum.  After shipping and fees, I made $126.39!

Reading //

From an agricultural point of view, a better word than production is thrift.  It is a better word because it implies a fuller accounting.  A thrifty person is undoubtedly a productive one, but thriftiness also implies a proper consideration for the means of production.  To be thrifty is to take care of things; it is to thrive – that is, to be healthy by being a part of health.  One cannot be thrifty alone; one can only be thrifty insofar as one’s land, crops, animals, place, and community are thriving. (p.128)

New Additions to The List // 

Watching/Listening //

Loving //

  • this recipe for roasted chicken thighs // I changed up the seasoning a bit, but still delicious.

No.826: Last Week at the Farmhouse // We Are Meant to Be Naturalists

“Sunday Stroll” by Carl Spitzweg (1841)

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We were all meant to be naturalists, each in his degree, and it is inexcusable to live in a world so full of the marvels of plant and animal life and to care for none of these things. – Charlotte Mason

I have no big “aha!” moments to share this week – just this one quote that I’ve been chewing on from Charlotte Mason.

Hoping to document the abundance around me all year long!

Around here, abundance looks like…

+ beginning a new spring cleaning challenge.  For whatever reason, I am feeling super motivated to deep clean and ruthlessly declutter all the things!  (More on this in tomorrow’s post.)

+ re-purposing old things into something new.  I shredded old paperwork to add to the compost pile.  I also got the tiny bit of candle wax out of a used jar using this tutorial.  Now it holds little monk fruit packets by the coffee maker!

+ the healthy return of all of the perennials in the garden.  Everything is back and more lush than ever!  It’s so encouraging to see the fruits of our hard work and money.

+ selling twelve unneeded items for the Farm Sitter Vacation Fund: three pieces of curriculum, six pieces of clothing, an unused skincare product, a hair scarf and a book.  After shipping and fees, I made $93.44!

Reading //

  • Rectifying the Names: Is Conservation Liberal? from James Krueger at Front Porch Republic
  • Navigating Abundance from Hadden Turner at Over the Field // “Abundance is meant to satisfy us, is meant for our good and well being, and is a richly provided gift. Clearly our societal state of mind showcases we are not being satisfied or improved by the abundances we are confronted with. No — it is clear that what we are confronted with is not abundance, but extravagance and there is a vital distinction between the two terms.”
  • this poem by Maurice Manning:

The Fog Town School of Thought

They should have taught us birds and trees
in school, they should have taught us beauty
and weaving bees and had a class
on listening and standing alone—
the children should have studied light
reflected from a spider web,
we should have learned the branches of streams
spread out like fingers or the veins
of a leaf—we should have learned the sky
is the tallest steeple, we should have known
a hill is a voice inside the sky—
O, we should have had our school
on top and stayed until the night
for the fog to bloom in the hollows and rise
like cotton spinning off a wheel—
we should have learned a dream—a child’s
and even still a man’s—is made
from fog and love, my word, you’d think
with the book in front of us we should
have learned how Fog Town got its name.

New Additions to The List // 

Loving //

  • Grandma Donna’s thoughts and advice in her post, Be part of a memory // “How would a child feel if they came for a visit to your house? What would they see, smell, hear? Hopefully they will smell something simmering on the stove, hear only greetings, laughter, happy sounds because all electronics are turned off. The most important is do they feel love?”
  • Blueberry mug cake // My kids found this recipe stashed in my “To Make Someday” notebook and decided to try it out.  A hit.
  • my new Chom Chom roller // Another attempt to keep the obnoxious amount of dog hair at bay.

No.824: Last Week at the Farmhouse // Contemplation

“Oleanders and Books” by Vincent van Gogh (1888)

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We live in a breakneck speed world.  Keep up or you’ll be left far, far behind!  (And people will mock you for it too.)  I’ve been thinking about the juxtaposition between that intensity and a section from the preface of Wendell Berry’s Home Economics:

The essays in this book continue an attempt to construct an argument that I began twenty or so years ago.  The subject of the argument is the fact, and ultimately the faith, that things connect – that we are wholly dependent on a pattern, an all-inclusive form, that we partly understand.  The argument, therefore, is an effort to describe responsibility.

Such an argument is necessarily an essay – a trial or an attempt.  It risks error all the time; it is in error, inevitably, some of the time.  The idea that it could produce a verdict is absurd, as is the possibility that it could be concluded.  I am never completely happy with this project, and sometimes I am not happy with it at all.  I dislike its necessary incompleteness, and I am embarrassed by its ceaseless insinuation that it is a job for somebody better qualified.  I keep returning to it, I think, because the study of connections is an endless fascination, and because the understanding of connections seems to me an indispensable part of humanity’s self-defense.

The essays appear here in the order in which they were written, each having been formed under influence of the ones before.  The pattern of the argument, by now, appears to be a sort of irregular spiral; any subject that it has passed through it is likely to pass through again, sometimes saying the same thing in a different way in a different connection, sometimes changing or developing what was said before. (p.ix-x)

Basically, he’s saying that he’s been wrestling with the development of an argument, using essays written over many years to try to clarify/mold one idea.  Isn’t that such a lost art in our age?  To ruminate on an idea, spinning it around and around, looking at it from all angles.  To read and read some more, listening to other people’s opinions and then weighing that against our original ideas.  To fortify those original ideas or yield to a new and better one.  Does anyone still do that?

I think that process takes margin; it won’t compete with the noise of today’s world.  It has to happen in relative silence.  Do your best ideas or prayers or decision-making happen in the shower?  There’s probably a reason for that.

2024 has been the year that I’ve been striving to cultivate the practice of contemplation: turning off the flashy screens and music (even Gregorian chant or classical!) and just sitting in that silence.  No multi-tasking, no distractions, no numbing my worries or stress with the easier choice.  And it is HARD.  It 100% feels like an intentional rewiring of the brain.  But it is also good and life-giving.

A few things I’ve noticed so far:

+ I don’t have knee jerk reactions to the hot button issue of the day.  There’s always something happening in the world and so many people want immediate reactions.  Contemplation allows me to step back from all of the emotional hysteria, learn from all sides and form a rational opinion on my own.

+ Deep thinking, information retention, and focus are all like exercising: the more you practice, the easier it gets.  I’m definitely not in the “easy” stage, but getting closer.

+ The more you learn, the more you realize all you don’t know.  At least for me, this has kept me humble as I seek to understand things more and more.  I also believe that the more you contemplate what you read, the more you buck the idea of binary boxes – you don’t have to choose Team A over Team B!  So much of life is very nuanced and gray.  You don’t always have to pick one side.

+ I see my words on this blog in a new light.  The thoughts I write are a representation of my wrestling with a complex world.  They will always be evolving, fine-tuned over time or possibly completely abandoned.  And this grace should be given to anyone, even when we don’t agree!  Wrestling with a complex world is okay.  This is the human experience.

Hoping to document the abundance around me all year long!

Around here, abundance looks like…

+ the tender way my family cared for me as I healed from my foot debacle.  I wasn’t able to do anything for days and they all stepped up to help, even (lovingly) yelling at me when I tried to hobble around.

+ selling ten unneeded items for the Farm Sitter Vacation Fund: six books, three pieces of clothing and one curriculum guide.  After shipping and fees, I made $52.29!

Reading //

One of the favorite words of the industrial economy is “control”: We want “to keep things under control”; we wish (or so we say) to “control” inflation and erosion; we have a discipline known as “crowd control”; we believe in “controlled growth” and “controlled development,” in “traffic control” and “self-control.”  But, because we are always setting out to control something that we refuse to limit, we have made control a permanent and a helpless enterprise.  If we will not limit causes, there can be no controlling of effects.  What is to be the fate of self-control in an economy that encourages and rewards unlimited selfishness? (p.68)

New Additions to The List // 

Watching/Listening //

  • the latest selection in the Learning to Look series from Fr. Hugh at St. Michael’s Abbey
  • St. Joseph talk from Fr. Sebastian Walshe // A great explanation of Biblical typology.  So good.

Loving //

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