The Big 5-0

Not me (yet) but my partner in crime officially went up and over the hill right on Father's Day.  We had almost a complete set of our children here to celebrate.

A gift like nothing else. 

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That $4 worth of tiny squirt guns? 

Priceless.

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Working on the new teen car with his favorite brother-in-law to be who can fix just about anything.

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There was a lot of food, a lot of noise, a lot of doubled over and tears rolling down your face laughing. There were more serious talks about life, love, money, faith, fears, and careers. We don't have all the answers but we can listen and can share an awful lot of ways we personally know how to screw up. We can put our heads together to tackle big challenges. We can pray over the things we can't seem to figure out. So we did.  We do. We consider ourselves so lucky to hear what is on their hearts.

As our friends' children are entering teen and young adulthood they have questions. How did you….?  What do you do if…..? How?  

The short answer is only by the grace of God. One thing that rings truer as time goes by is that we have very little by way of formula or guarantees but we have them.  We have us.  Love does cover a multitude of sins – theirs, ours, and those whose stories overlap with ours.  For that we are grateful every day. 

So this is what Father's Day at 50 looks like here with the people he has spent 30 of those 50 years with, people we love fervently. 

"And above all things have fervent love for one another…."    Peter 4:8

 

 

Road trip: Cedar Breaks

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"Do you want to ride along to the meeting? I don't think there's anything to do."   That's how the conversation about this road trip began.  It ended the way it usually does.  Of course we wanted to go and of course there is something to do.  There is ALWAYS something cool to do on the road and Cedar City was no exception. 

A few days ago we had friends from England visit. They were asking if those white patches on the mountains could still be snow.  Yes, is the answer and we drove right up to the top to see it.  It's a little chilly at 10,000ft but the views were incredible.  We were surprised by a little marmot before we left. Per Wild About Utah that is indeed the treat we thought it was.  (virtual field trip to hear the marmot story here and the whistle here

Southern Utah, where you can watch a fiery sunset and have a snowball fight in the same spot in June. So much fun. 

* disclaimer: despite the illusion due to the angle of the camera, the railings are quite far from the actual edge of the canyon wall.  There is a wide margin of level ground all around the overlook railing. In the marmot image the railing is still further to the right.  Bottom line, I'm the biggest worry wort mom ever.  Zero danger there.  : ) 

 

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a happy find

It is said to see the birds you must become part of the silence.  If that is so then it is especially interesting that it was Brendan who found the little quail (yes? I am pretty sure but could be wrong) all puffed up in the cool evening air.  This boy is a ball of energy much of the time but, then again, nothing gets past him.  He knows I have tried for a year now to get a good image of my favorite little birds here.  Occasionally they make there way up here, but the largest flock of them live one street down.  If we are on the road early enough we see them scurry as fast as their little legs can carry them.  Once the babies are big enough they follow behind in a line and without fail I break out into C'mon Get Happy.  (version with happy little animated partridges and the bumper sticker I should own here)

Too much totally irrelevant sharing?  Sorry.

Anyway, he was out after dinner the other night and caught a glimpse of this beauty.  He carefully tiptoed back inside to tell me to get my camera then led me quietly back where he found it.  It really made my evening. 

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Causey Reservoir

 

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Summer kicked off for us with a hike high above Causey Reservoir. This was a new-to-us trail.  It's rated moderate and is an undulating (read: uphill both ways) path with a good balance of shade and views.  Incredible views. The upper fields were in bloom with some flowers we haven't seen on other trails. 

There were a lot of us but not too terribly much other foot traffic, even on a holiday weekend.  As you can see, despite being religious about my daily workout I am still lagging behind even the 7yo.  Yes.  It does at least afford me some wide angle shots of this incredible place and my people in it. 


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of moose and marigolds

The timing could not have been more perfect. We had been sitting out back last week talking about our zoning and our place and the plans I once had for my life, how they overlap and where they depart from how life actually played out.  We talked about the possibility of doing more urban homesteading.  As we talked about this I occasionally glanced down at the withering marigold seedling that had been fighting a losing battle in the shiny blue pot that sat between us. 

There are goats at the farm way down below us.  Their bleating can be heard in the early morning and late evenings.  The rooster's crow echoes up the mountainside before dawn. (4:50am thankyouverymuch)  It reminds me of the different farms we have lived on and that agrarian spirit in me stirs and thinks, "We could put up a small coop. We could build some grow boxes. Get bee hives.  We could…."

We could.  

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This morning I was grinding the coffee beans when I caught something moving outside in the corner of my eye.  Sure enough, first moose sighting of the year. We stood face to face for just a moment before it wandered off to hang out near our neighbors' flagpole. 

We could homestead some again - plant things, milk animals.  Moose won't be passing through if we fence ourselves in up here though.  And those plants and livestock wouldn't tend themselves while we tagged along on business trips or sat at ballgames or cared for sick relatives and friends or planned weddings or remodeled basements or go to swimming lessons – all things that currently take up the better part of my waking hours.  The plants I am in charge of often go the way of the marigold. Often. Very often. The little animals might not fare much better living here on the cusp of mountain and city where hawks circle overhead and deer nibble at the trees and shrubs.

Reality. I come to it reluctantly very often, often only after much wrestling.  I know this and know it well: you can have it all (ok, not really 'all' though you can have many different experiences in life) just not at the same time.

 

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God knew better than I where we would thrive and what place fit the life He was planning and the things He would be asking of us.  This visit reminds me it is still wild and so very beautiful. 

Patriotic Tablescape – Dollar Store DIY

 

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While hunting for some patriotic ideas for our main dining table (ie the workhouse we use three times a day) I had been both inspired at Pier 1 and then quickly discouraged by the sticker shock.  My friend Rebecca suggested I hit up The Dollar Tree where I often find a few useful items but this time scored a whole tabletop for the summer patriotic holidays. 

We already had the blue plates from there which have held up pretty well for daily banging around. ($1 each)  I picked up the placemats, a pack of red napkins and flatware. My assistant used them to fill the IKEA glasses.

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Pinterest had me drooling over these beautiful arrangements.  This is a particularly thrifty month however.  While at the dollar store my oldest daughter and I pulled up the picture on my phone and gathered a collection of reasonably similar silk flowers. (there are several flowers on each $1 bunch)  We had found the chunky square vase at the thrift store some months back.  It wasn't quite as cobalt as the inpiration picture so I also grabbed some glass filler beads to toss in.  (Athlete son's PT has him doing foot strengthening exercises manipulating marbles so it's all going to be used lol) 

The flags came in a bundle of 3 for a dollar.  They are too large for my taste but we will keep an eye out for smaller ones before the 4th. 

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Happy Memorial Day to you and yours.  May we never forget. 

Prayer

(story of the above poem here)

beautiful ordinary – morning

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"What I am doing is wrestling with my own sin that lures me into thinking that if my work and daily life isn’t considered amazing, or isn’t recognized, then it isn’t important.

And so I’m learning to practice the beauty of ordinariness through things like patiently brushing my daughter’s hair, thoughtfully completing a year-end report that no one may read, responding to emails that may not necessitate a response, holding a sick child, weeding my garden, listening – really listening – to a colleague, and working through spelling words with my first grader.

These are ordinary things that I feel a deep sense of calling to, a calling that necessitates faithfulness to each and every one of them…"    more here

These words resonated with me.  Maybe it's human nature.  Maybe as my dear friend says it is the on-stage aspect of our lives today. Maybe it's just the age-old message driven into our heads that only things with invoices and price tags are of high caliber, products and services that can be marketed and rated. However it happens, the temptation is to think the hidden, daily, private things are somehow of less value.  You know the whole if a tree falls in the forest and no one is there and all.  

There are people here though.  They compose a small, but significant, audience and even when they are scattered here and there an audience of one good God remains behind, noticing the care put into every chore and project, no matter how mundane.

The older I get the greater the peace there is in hidden work and unrecorded exchanges. Ordinary, but beautiful. 

 

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in exchange

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It was during a lesson about dividing fractions that I noticed something peeking out from under his cuff. He sheepishly rolled his sleeve up and a silly grin spread across his face.  

And mine. 

“What it's like to be a parent: It's one of the hardest things you'll ever do but in exchange it teaches you the meaning of unconditional love.”

The Wedding

Good reads: Boxes for Katje

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A favorite this week was Boxes for Katje about a penpal relationship between a Dutch and American family in postwar Netherlands. It really drives home how easy it is to bless people that cross our paths and reminds us that many people go without things we take for granted.

Since sometimes people are curious about simple ways we extend our reading here are some things we did:

found the Netherlands and Indiana on the map

talk about wooden shoes like in the pics 

note the mailman's bicycle instead of our mail truck (and Dutch bicycles here)

follow the life cycle of a tulip in the last pages 

review parts of a personal letter and how to address an envelope

 

All off the cuff, no elaborate manuals or standards. We just noticed those things in the book that relate to things they study otherwise.