The broken, the beautiful, and everything in between
It’s still quite dark outside this October morning, though it’s almost 7:30 a.m. We’ve reached the point in the year where we have longer nights than days. I can tell based on how blurred the outdoor lights are, however, there is a thick fog across our landscape.
Summer is still on the calendar but fall is just around the corner and I can feel it.
Sure, our forecast has temps in the 90s and even the 100s for the next seven days (let’s be real, I can certainly feel that), but there is a shift outside.
The clouds hang differently in the sky, which itself is changing its shade of blue. The crops are highlighted with golden hues, ripening for harvest. Even in the heat, the humidity is lighter, and the air has an edge of crisp to its presence.
Continue reading “I Can Feel It”June is officially here, which means I can come up for air. This time of year I am forced into a season of waiting. In the end, I’ll see if all of the work, effort, and trying I’ve done the last few weeks pays off.
Aside from the wind, which apparently really favors our area, every day this month has been glorious and lovely.
Spectacular sunrises, breathtaking sunsets, and bright shining sun during the day. When the sun isn’t shining, we have gorgeous, gentle rainfall. Birds of all kinds are serenading from our budding trees and pollen-bomb-cedars. Just lovely.
April 12th, I took 25 eggs I had set aside from our hens over the previous few days and put them in our brand-new incubator.
Over the course of the next 14 days, I candled them twice and only removed one, as it was showing no signs of development.
This blog is called Mind Mumbles for a reason. I publish written explanations of the short-form thoughts that roll through my mind.
Generally.
If you know anything about me, you know alliteration is my BFF. Money, Migraines, Miracles. Rolls off the tongue, doesn’t it?
I’m coming off the heels of yet another migraine, so there hasn’t been a lot happening this week. Still, there are a few things I can report on.
This has been one of the more interesting springs we’ve experienced on the hilltop. Record-challenging snowfall and brutal blizzards over the winter led to a wet (downright soggy) spring. And the loud noises…
April 9th was a beast. That part was the same. It’s always harder than the 10th for me, and this year was no different.
My friend and former Harlynn’s Heart board member, Justin, summed it up exactly when he texted, “Weird roller coaster of emotions today for you, I’m sure. If I’m not mistaken, today was the day you found out Harlynn’s heart stopped beating. Pair that with the resurrection of Christ, and you hit the highest of highs and lowest of lows.“
Continue reading “That Was Different”Confession: I Don’t Know.
Do you ever clean house and find something you can’t throw away, but aren’t sure where it should go?
That’s where I’m at right now. I don’t know what to do with this.
