Category Archives: #100happydays
34 trips around the sun.
More sun warmed berries.
Homemade ice cream cake.
A couple of my favourite meals.
A handful of wildflowers picked by my loves.
A pretty little pottered mug.
A walk through the pasture and along fence rows.
Feeling a little like Anne Shirley dreaming about the possibilities.
Kid playing in the old claw foot tub.
It was another nice one.
go gently + be wonderful
awake at 2am to hear the hungry screech of the Great Horned Owl in the tree outside our bedroom window
sitting under the apple tree
my poppy girl picking me a lilac and a stalk of rhubarb
our whole bedroom scented with yesterday’s lilacs
spontaneous hugs from my wee boy
a good strong breeze keeping the bugs at bay
so many things
this is going to be a good project
a husband who let me sleep an extra 45 minutes after another restless night with Clemmie
a little girl who seems to be feeling a touch better
taking steps to break the facebook habit
feeling empowered by that decision
maps of the world, moon, and solar system
meal planning with a sleeping babe on my back and an afternoon coffee
watching this sweet girl bat her ball and the dog dishes around the kitchen like a kitten
old time jazz streaming
poppy’s adoration and silas’ intensity
making caramel popcorn with the kids at 9am
being at a stage where cooking with kids is enjoyable and full of learning and laughing
two loaves of banana chocolate chip bread
finding paneer at our grocery store
orange is the new black
a pantry and fridge full of good ingredients
feeling light without facebook
spontaneous trip to haliburton
watching the kids play, fully clothed, in the lake
ice cream treats
silas fishing with his homemade fishing rod in the fountain
it feels an awful lot like summer
a challenging day, but…
more purging and tidying
laundry on the line
all three babes giggling under the blanket parachute
a tidy upstairs
the kids showing interest and progress in reading and writing
a working lawn mower
poppies, peonies, and irises getting ready to show their pretty faces
hearing the crow swearing at a most brazen little fox lingering at our chicken coop this morning
(i may make a terrible farmer, but i do love foxes)
sitting on quilts under the trees
reading three whole pages of my book
fire flies exist
kitchen sink baths after a messy, spinachy lunch
the waterlogue app
wild strawberries and buttercups
windows and doors wide open and a heavenly breeze
silas ate spinach knowingly
saving the dragonflies from the inside windows with the kids
poppy’s drawings and silas’ stories
homemade lo meinLetting go of Facebook feels right for me. I miss aspects of it. Mostly being able to spurt out tiny sound bites when the mood strikes. And the commiseration of other mothers. And the good people. But the thing with facebook is that you can’t separate the wheat from the chaff. I don’t miss the anxiety that bubbles up when people post about important, but overwhelming topics. Radon Secondary drowning Car seat deaths Climate change The danger of television and smart phones You know, imminent doom and the like. Like I said, the point of the unplugging wasn’t to leave the internet completely, but to use it more wisely. #100happydays has been helping with that too. It forces me to break the habit of ungratefulness. Our days are still filled with frustrations and annoyances, but they are also never lacking in something to be happy about. I feel like spending some time in this space again. I feel creativity just beginning to bubble up again. I feel good and light and empowered by having and doing and refreshing a little less. I feel like I am finding my way back to center. And that feels good. Come follow me on Instagram, friends. go gently + be wonderful e.