Now that we are back in our urban home and inviting rich and simple rhythms back into our lives, we are striving to enjoy fully where we are now. With birds constantly at our feeder and autumn leaves covering our porch steps, we're welcoming the pleasures and gifts of not only this treasured season, but also the experience of it all here.
Here, with every box long unpacked, we are enjoying the essence of home. We have books piled high on bedside tables and living room nooks, we have stocks and soups simmering. There are crafty projects, paintings, and drawing all about. Here, we look forward to preschool mornings and to the quiet afternoons of reading and play that follow. Here, I sit in the evenings with sewing or knitting in hand and marvel at how it is precisely all of these things...these very simple but extraordinary things...that bring true joy into our lives. In our year of country living we found we didn't "make plans". Instead, we enjoyed our home and the land around us, and established our rhythms in the cycles of our day: long breakfast, walk in the woods, work in the garden, housewifery, cooking and feasting, resting. Such simplicity is not altogether possible where we are now, but we are trying to carry forward all that we can from our experience back on the land.
Where we are now is right back where we started, though we are different people now. As the crisp air holds the promise of winter, we'll continue to weave our new life into our old life in continued celebration of living, loving, enjoying, and being right here.