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Yesterday’s fog has become this morning’s rain.
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The front steps my husband built himself (over months and left halfway finished for one whole winter 😆) have become my favorite place for pumpkins.
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We still have a long list of needed repairs and hoped-for projects, but eight years in, so much of the hardest work is behind us.
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I still can’t quite believe that. It often felt as if we were stuck—like those half-built steps—and making no progress at all. But maybe what I chafed against was only ever stillness and the peace of the moment?
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#weareplacemakers
This house is a compass. It is a vessel filled from sunrise to sunset with luxuriant Autumn light; light so loud it muffles the noise of chaotic family life. Light like this reminds me that we are, each of us, standing on the still point of a turning world.
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“Except for the point, the still point, / There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.” - TS Eliot
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#homeisaplaceofwonder #autumnatmaplehurst
A bouquet for my youngest on her birthday (a bouquet for the world).
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#fromdaffodilstodahlias
Saturday afternoon: ignoring the messy piles, admiring the new wallpaper.
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#weareplacemakers #williammorris #maplehurstkitchen
In the evening I take photos. In the morning I share them. ☺️
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Sunset and sunrise are beautiful. Rainbows and lightning are stunning. But I am partial to lamplight spilling from a window, and the peace that comes when standing outside, looking in.
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#weareplacemakers #homeisaplaceofwonder
The weekend brought rain and cooler weather. The light has changed, too.
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Every other year, August feels like a good ending (we take a vacation, we indulge in family togetherness). Every other year, September beckons like a blank slate, fresh start, new beginning.
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But not this year.
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This year I am tired. This year, I need to dig deep in order to do my work well and help my kids begin virtual schooling, but I’ve been digging deep since March, and I’m empty now.
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Anyone else?
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Blessed are the empty ones, friends.
The storm has passed, the trees still stand.
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The same storm that brings dangerous flooding also quenches the thirst of a hot, dry summer. During morning prayers (I love the Pray As You Go app) I heard the phrase “grace in the wilderness,” which seems to me to capture everything about this hard pandemic season. This hurricane. Family life right now (which, by the way, is the topic of today’s #outoftheordinarypodcast ).
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Are we living in a desert or a garden? The good news is that there are springs of living water in both.
Good morning from the zinnia patch.
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We are living in “unprecedented” times, aren’t we? Life is topsy-turvy. Growing things are grounding me—the zinnias and cosmos, the peaches and the blackberries.
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What ordinary things are grounding you?
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#outoftheordinarypodcast #maplehurstflowers

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