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We weren't able to identify this guy, but we think he looks most like a hopper or a cricket of some kind. Any guesses?
There’s a lot more detail in the full size photo, enough to make it a beautiful and clear desktop image on my newish iMac. I’m still learning about posting (and taking) photos. Isn’t this guy cool? If you haven’t seen the television series Insectia featuring Georges Brossard, I highly recommend it. Especially when viewed with little children.
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I borrowed Sid’s camera to try to capture the beauty in our orchard. Here are a few of my favorite pics. Click on ‘em to see ‘em a little bit bigger.
Here’s a post in the spirit of her wonderful work!
I made this quilt for the sweetest little guy!
cute?
Boy, when I look at these photos I realize how much I have to learn about photography! SouleMama makes it look effortless. If you haven’t checked out her blog, click in my link section.
Yes, that’s us . . . well me at least. But it’s so cool that my family is into it too, even if for different reasons than mine. I’ve been trying to think of how to articulate the spiritual dimension of my desire to homestead and I think it comes down to my belief that the earth is an intricate, tricky and abundantly generous thing that God has given to us to help us live. Not only to help us survive, but to help us learn and grow and truly live, from the inside out. I do not want to miss out on that most wonderous gift by living my whole life separated from the beauty and education that Creation is. I also feel utterly worshipful as I discover the ways that nature sustains itself and us, if we learn how to be good and wise stewards. Lately when I learn of principles such as how “the animals feed the soil, the soil feeds the plants, the plants feed the people and the animals” something inside me yells out “THAT is the way God intended for us to live!” Or when I observe bees, with their puffy orange legwarmers of pollen, or when I read about herbs and their uses. The natural world is full of mysterious miracles and God is revealed there, here for all who care to take notice. I think He’s calling each of us to quiet down and just be in close interaction with the earth, taking from it only what we need and graciously replenishing it. I’ll probably want to write more on this in the future, but for now I’ll offer pictures, pictures of the beginnings of a journey toward a more self-sufficient life, not toward perfection, but toward God, because I love Him and I am starving for more of Him. There’s got to be a reason it’s called The Good Life, you know?
ready for planting . . . the chicken wire is to protect our future food from the doggies
Sidney built this for me last Summer, I enjoy the process of hanging laundry very much . . . and the bird songs make it an extra lovely time for a mama
I love how in the Little House books they talk about their rare and special "boughten" items, well this bread ain't boughten! Haven't times changed that now homemade is rare and special (at least around here)?
When I was younger, probably about 8, my mom sewed a prairie-style dress for me, including a sunbonnet. Neither she nor I can remember what exactly it was for. It is now experiencing a 2nd life as Miss Aveline loves and wears it!
JOY!
