I found this lovely blog post over at The Rabbit Room. Contemplative, convicting, comforting. Read it here: Old Roads: Alberta Homestead
Entries from August 2009
August 23, 2009
Squirrel Nutkin
I zipped into my driveway the other day and noticed that my yard has once again shed one garment of color for another. Wildflowers come in waves here; purples and blues in the storm days of June, whites in the high heat of July, gold in the mellowed warmth of August. Sunflowers line the highway [...]
August 22, 2009
So she dances…
I am revelling in the wheatfield piroutte of this lovely painting. I am charmed beyond words to proclaim that it is now mine and hanging gracefully in my room. It’s my first purchase of an original. (Someday, when I am a famous writer, I will be a patron of the arts and buy originals galore [...]
August 21, 2009
Wondering
“If I had influence with the good fairy who is supposed to preside over the christening of all children, I would ask that her gift to each child in the world be a sense of wonder so indestructible that it would last throughout life.”
-Rachel Carson
August 20, 2009
Cantus by Arvo Part
I love having a brother studying music and composition and conducting right in the heart of Boston. It means he gets to hear reams of celestial sounding music and then eventually, I do to. When Joel is home on break, I always end up with a few new composers. One of my favories from this [...]
August 18, 2009
A bit more danger…
I promise. I promise. I am going to move on to other topics besides struggle and danger and all that stuff soon. After today, I’ll jump into some joy and beauty again. I’m really not as sober as I sound. In fact, for a jot of joy today, you can exult with me in the [...]
August 17, 2009
Risky beauty
On our last day, the waves were like young Viking warriors. Swift-footed, gold-headed, blue-eyed as summer, they came to us with swords in upraised hands. To swim was to fight. To flail and tumble with each blow of sparkling water. There were instants when my head went down into the surging cold, when fear would [...]
August 17, 2009
If I ever get the notion to drive across the CA desert again…
Please take me gently by the hand and lead me quickly to an insane asylum. Because if you don’t, I’ll be in one anyway by the time I finish another twenty hours of desert sand and sun driving. It’s ten fifteen, I’ve driven for fifteen straight hours (up at five) and yes, I am being [...]
August 14, 2009
Argh.
Sorry friends. I just lost a page’s worth of a post. I’ll rewrite it all out again when I’m a little less droopy-eyed with sleep. We three girls swam for over an hour in a crashing storm of an ocean that felt cold as ice, and then we trekked shell-strewn miles up and down the [...]
August 13, 2009
Ocean gleanings
Today I:
Swam as far as I could out into the ocean. Jumped up to catch each fierce little crash and let it tumble me in cold salt water toward the shore. Swam until every muscle in my body was limp and exhilarated.
Laughed at Joy and Mom and their name for the swelling water that isn’t [...]












