It is a difficult balance of what should, could, can and will be done.
I have enjoyed comments that remind me that most people have some difficult times with small children.
dirty little ramps |
nicely pickled |
We spent yesterday afternoon shopping, eating ice cream and generally not worrying about anything. I made an attempt to pickle ramps.
I was the gatherer of dirty edible things and Ruth was the processor. Now I feel compelled to continue and rummage through her recipes and notes to follow her lead. Its alot of work.
Today I cleaned the house - B did not want to put clothes on. She finally did to take Zues out then we bundled up to go to Snow Farm. I wanted to try to finish the railing I had promised Karen I would make. Auntie Julie came to take B to see the tiny puppies. She went and I made considerable progress on the project. It was nice to say hello to several SF people who were up teaching. It was a beautiful sunny cold day.
It seems to me that people who say "one day at a time" are on to something. Your life is a testament to that right now.
ReplyDeleteThe image of you rummaging through Ruth's recipes is particularly poignant and bittersweet, the rummager of dirty edibles, searching for clues among the notes of her beloved who processed things into neat, manageable containers.
I was happy to hear your report that you and Bennett had such a good day.
Love to you both. Jim