This cat’s instinct is up. I’m afraid it is awfully fun to watch the dogs chase him. He gets so worked up and shoots straight up the nearest tree. Hilarious. The dogs don’t stand a chance. Not to mention, if they ever did catch up with him, they’d have a whirlwind of razor-sharp claws to deal with. As a young kitten, he frequently got himself stuck up by the downspouts and couldn’t figure out the way down. At first, we rescued him. One of the times I found him up there he was panting – yes, panting. Cats aren’t supposed to pant. It was pathetic. We finally decided that he’s a big boy and needs to figure this out on his own. So now we leave him. But this escape location was a new one. I laughed and laughed. It took him awhile to work up the nerve to jump down.
He was a little ticked. Sarah’s comment on the state of this cat was, “It’s awesome when Saber is mad.” Pretty much summarizes Saber. And we love the little (big) guy.
I can’t juggle. I tried to learn once-upon-a-time and failed miserably. Hand-eye coordination is not my strong suit, unless it is the hand-eye coordination required for seeing a picture and pressing a shutter button. But the last two (or three) weeks have been one endless juggle. And it has been fun (I can’t believe I’m even saying that, but it’s true). In the past, busyness hasn’t necessarily been something I enjoyed. Too much on the schedule has translated into exhaustion and overwhelm and my family not wanting to be around me. But this time the busyness has been with activities I enjoy, and which are visible indicators of entrepreneurial progress. That’s exciting.
The goal always seems to be to find some sort of a balance, where everything that needs to be accomplished can be accomplished, without having to fish it back out from where it fell between the cracks. I’m not there yet. The last few weeks have been full of family portrait sessions and lots of piano students, so it is exciting to see progress in that regard, and a weekend trip to Boulder for a portrait workshop further added to the chaos. Hopefully, and hopefully soon, the chaos will resolve itself as things settle into routine, and I do look forward to that. But for the time being, it is a good kind of chaos. Not sustainable, but worth it.
I remember the chaos and the juggling when Dad first started our family business back in Illinois. It is a truth learned very quickly in starting a business. Entrepreneurial endeavors always are accompanied by a certain level of sacrifice, and right now I just might be sacrificing my sanity. But so far, no one is complaining. So I will continue juggling.
I hate change. I naturally kind of revolt at the idea of change. So I have actually been dragging my feet about this for almost a month. But it is time to embrace the change!
When I first began to write this blog two and a half years ago, I wasn’t entirely sure of my focus, or even for whom I thought I was writing. We had just moved here, and initially I was simply chronicling our move to the Black Hills from Illinois. But over the last two and a half years, a lot has changed, and I’ve found my focus broadening in some senses, and maybe narrowing or becoming more focused in other ways. This year and this next year are also going to be times of transition and change, as I transition from work as a medical scribe full time to teaching piano and working on growing a photography business. Due to all these things, I’ve decided to change the name of my blog. I wanted to make this as an official announcement before I actually change the name, particularly since some of you have been following my blog more or less since the beginning! Until the name changes, I’m not going to announce it, but rather provide a head’s up that some changes are in the works!
The new name isn’t particularly meaningful, but I wanted to rename the blog in a way that would (I feel) more accurately reflect the content that I am writing or want to write, in the sense that it would broaden the focus from strictly “homestead” to country life or the country spirit in general. I have no idea what the future holds, so broadening it in this way would potentially allow for future changes that God could bring. At least, this is the goal of changing the name. It will also be a way to unify a few of my different pursuits, since I am in the process of launching a photography business and will before too long be sharing my website/portfolio officially. And since I also am officially teaching piano, a name change on this site would allow me to unify all three of those things endeavors, to a certain extent, as far as “creating a brand” goes. It would be nice to be able to direct people or potential clients to similar websites, rather than three completely unrelated ones. So keep a look out for that change…Other than the name, nothing else will be different for now.
Thanks to all who read this blog and for being a reason to continue to write! Your feedback is encouraging, and, speaking for probably all bloggers, it always gives a boost to the day!
Looking forward to seeing where things continue to go!
Here is what my aunt and uncle in Ohio are up to. The life and work of some real homesteaders!
Diversity pays off in different ways. Not everything we grow “makes” (matures to harvest) every year. By September we are beginning to know what the storage cellars will be offering us this winter — to know what “made” and what didn’t. This year will be remembered for its two biggest projects: a wedding — […]
via apple harvest — The One-cow Revolution
Christmas Day commemorates a turning point in history – It marks the beginning of the end of the story of redemption and reconciliation with our Creator God. Everything in the Old Testament, everything in history up to that night in Bethlehem some 2000 years ago, points to the coming of a Savior, the need of a Savior, the hope of a Savior. Everything in history since that night has pointed both back to that event, as well as forward to the longed-for day when Christ will return.
It is a day we celebrate with joy, sharing it with those we love, rejoicing, giving to those we love just as God in love gave us the gift of Himself, as the God-man Christ Jesus. He wasn’t just a tiny baby in a feeding trough, but He was God Incarnate, God Himself come to earth. God gave hope to the hopeless, life to the dying, grace to the wretched sinner, peace to the troubled. He stooped to earth in love, that we might be raised with Him, dying that we might have life. He came in the form of a sinless, helpless infant, with the purpose of saving His people from their sins.
Isaiah 7:14 reads: “Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign. Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel.” Immanuel. God with us. Wonder at that. Marvel at that. Rejoice, and give God the glory.
Sometimes cuteness is completely overwhelming. I scooped this little buddy up and flipped him over on his back, expecting him to protest. Instead, he fell asleep! This is the little guy who would roll over on his back at two weeks old, so he could have his belly scratched. Adorable.