Changes

When faced with the reality that things are not the way you want them to be you have to choices. Take the necessary steps to change the way things are, or make the necessary changes to the dream. Either way, change is necessary.

Baby Bear.

She wouldn't stit still today. Not for me. Not for the camera.

Catching up.

So I didn't blog much last due to Bear pulling half the keys of my lap top. Thanks to my brother's girlfriend for lending me her USB keyboard. Back to blogging!

Josh and I had a weekend full of fun fall activities planed but since it rained all day Saturday we opted out of the street fair and and staid up with good friends, fresh rolls and a big pot of stroganoff. YUM! In fact the week was full of good friends, good food, and good weather. Here are some pictures from the market that I didn't get a chance to post becuase of the broken computer.

Fresh veggies always taste better.

Little Bear, Little Bear where are you going?

 Little Bear, Little Bear come back and play.

Fresh air kisses for Mama and Goose.

Dolls

I have always loved dolls. As a little girl (and some times as a big one) I spent a lot of time reading and playing with dolls. Two my favorite books were about dolls. I probably a little old when I stopped playing with dolls (14) but I don't care. And now I have two little girls and I have an excuse to play with dolls again.

I have fallen in love with Waldorf dolls. Unfortunately the ones I have made are not true Waldorf dolls since I couldn't get my hands on wool stuffing. But other than that I think I staid very true to the Waldorf style. Let me know what you think.

 

A blond, blue eyed doll I made for a very sweet girl in MD.

A brown haired, brown eyed girl I made for her sister.

A very sweet red head with blue eyes. I made Hazel for Bear for her second birthday. She has a more cartoonish face since she is for a little girl.

Thanks for looking.

Some Rambeling Thoughts

No picture today. I took a ton of pictures over the weekend. We went to the Farmer's Market, took a walk down town, went to the horse festival so Abi could experience her first pony ride, went to the orchard, ate amazing soup. Then I came home loaded all my pictures on the lap top and before I could blog them Abi pulled half the keys of the lap top so it is no longer working. Oh well. Hopefully I can get a USB key bored and plug it in. It just has to last till February.

The past few days have been much like the days, weeks and months preceding them. Some amazingly fun, sweet, great moments in there, but for the most part hard and draining. Constantly reminding myself that this (whatever that moment's "this" happens to be) too shall pass. That there is still something to smile about, that God is on His throne. I guess it is a step in the right direction, so many time during hard days I haven't even been able to prompt myself into a good mood. I eagerly await the day when I do not have to prompt myself into a good mood. Though for now the ability to do even that is a blessing.

Truth be told I am lonely. I have many aqauintances and friends whom I adore and have a good time with. But I miss the level of friendship I had back in college. Those few girls who you could tell anything to. The girls who sat up all night helping you study for a class they weren't even in. The girls who went with you to IHOP when you finally felt hungry for the first time in months! The girls who saw you through your absolutely worst with out judgment and celebrated you at your absolute best with out envy. Maybe those kinds of relationships are specific only to college. Maybe they just aren't possible with a husband and toddlers to care for and will return to my life when things are a little more settled and stable. Who knows. God will provide of this I am sure. But today... I'm a little lonely.

Prepairing for market day.

So last week my mother-in-law and I went to the farmers market. I love our farmer's market. You can get everything from fresh produce, yarn spun locally, local honey, meet, cheese, jewelry, and clothes for your little girls and their dolls. I love wandering around the market. You never know what you will find there. Last week I bought some honey in hopes of reducing the families allergies.

One thing I did find odd at the market though was the fact that every one was using plastic bags. For some reason it just seemed odd. So since Ruth and I are going back tomorrow to buy stuff for fresh veggies soup and grilled cheese sandwiches I decided to make a market bag.

I also made some bread for the grilled chesse. Maybe I am odd but I think a perfectly brown load of bread is so pretty! Since I was on a domestic spree today I decided to go ahead and roast a chicken for the first time today. Didn't take pictures of that but it definately turned out really well.

Abi Bear is with the grandparents tonight so I'm going to go spend some time with Josh. I leave you with this quote from my Susan Branch day book.

"My kitchen is a mystical place, a kind of temple for me. It is a place where the surfaces seem to have significance, where the sounds and odors carry meaning that transfers from the past and bridges to the future." Pearl Bailey

Making My Own Sunshine

Cloudy day here today. Not that I mind. I enjoy the occasional cloudy day. It let's me know the seasons are changing here. However, the gray skies can have a negative affect on one's mood so you have to make your own sunshine. 

The sunflower on my kitchen table.

The Autumn napkins I made for myself today. I'm so excited I finally made myself something. Tonight is pay day and I'm going to Joann's to buy some fabric for a market bag for Saturday.  

 

Another spot of sunshine was coffee and cookies with Hubby tonight. Any chance to use my cupcake plate makes me smile.

On a side note this is Maddie Goose after Josh swaddled her last night. Definitely made me smile.

This Is My Adventure.

Some days it all seems like just to much. So much pain, so much sorrow. So many problems with no easy answers.

But there are good moments as well.

A visit from family.

Cooking dinner with Hubby, Bear and Goose in the other room playing.

A friend sharing good news.

Another calling just to check in.

Sitting in the middle of the park immersed in God’s Word.

A morning at the Farmer's Market.

An apple by the fountain.

Sitting infront of my sewing machine making something beautiful for a loved one.

A partly cloud morning at the kitchen table

Blank page in front of me;

a large, red cup of lemon tea reminding me be joyful;

and a host of trees out side the back door with slowly changing leaves.

This is my life. This is my adventure. It is mine to live!