Saturday, August 24, 2013

And Baby Makes 5

In June, we had another child.  During the months of waiting for him, I enjoyed reading the Birth Stories of other women.  There is a link up of them here at Camp Patton. Birthing is a tricky business and I respect all who have done it; no matter what their path looked like (natural, c-section, etc...).  I love to hear other women's experiences.  Birth is such a fine, raw line between New Life or End of Life; a dangerous, miraculous balance for Mom and Baby.

Meanwhile, it inspired me to write the story of Birth Day for each of my children.  I haven't yet...(I will).  I've been enjoying the journey and the sacredness of ushering our little boy into the Beginning of his Days.

I've been Quiet...just living and thinking in my heart.

Strapping Young Lad and Baby Girl were born prematurely and we walked down some shadowy roads until they were safe at home with us, in our arms.

So this time, with a healthy baby, and a (barely) timely birth...
I mean, I spent 2 of some of the best days of my life just holding him in the hospital. The nurses would ask..."Are you sure you don't want us to put him in the nursery so you can rest?"

"No, no, that won't be necessary."

For two days, I sat quietly with him.  And smiled.  Beamed, rather.  Didn't sleep much, didn't need to;
 I was resting.

And the beauty of him
The tremendous gift (and responsibility) that is him

When I came home from the hospital with him, I found myself wishing for Ceremony
Some way of prostrating myself Face Down
To show my Deep gratitude 
to God

Looking for Some Act
Like the Israelites did
with a sacrifice or memorial
So as not to forget
What God Did Here
(for me, for us, for him)

Maybe that's why some people plant trees in honor of a new baby...

Anyway, I'll post more about The Day later.

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

DIY Painting a Bamboo Mat

When Hubby worked in the US VI, I bought a beautiful bamboo mat.  After one warm season on our porch, it had mildewed and gotten "ugly."

I washed it well with bleach and soap, taped off the fabric borders, and went to work with a big paintbrush and "chicken house" blue primer (chicken-house-blue b/c that is what color we painted our chicken house and 2 gallons of paint later...there are A LOT of things around here that got painted chicken-house-blue as well).

I love stripes, so I carefully taped lines at random intervals and painted different colors with various paint that we have on hand.

You can see where the paint bled a bit under the tape where I got heavy-handed with the paint application, so that would be my only words of light coats of paint as opposed to heavy.

Not perfect..but better than the mildew-stained look.

Monday, August 19, 2013

Creme D'Mentia, Anyone?

I  pulled this concoction together to steep for a few days. 

I have a jam-packed file folder full of clipped recipes"filed" to try, and stumbled upon this recipe again while leafing through my mess.  And since I have the fresh ingredients in bountiful in my backyard (except for the sage), I decided to give this a try.
 (I regularly read cookbooks and peruse through my clippings, just for pleasure.  Weird, huh. Anyone else do that? ...It gives me new inspiration and ideas everytime.)
Here's the recipe:
(and no, I don't know who Jim Duke is...this was a magazine clipping)

Jim Duke's Creme D'Mentia

Mix 1 c of 80-proof vodka with 1 c water. 

Add 1/4 c fresh lemon,

4 T rosemary leaves, 6 T lemon balm leaves, 4 T peppermint leaves,

and 2 T sage leaves. 

Add sugar to taste.

Steep for 3 days.

I'll have to let you know how it turns out.
It smells delicious sitting next to the sink.

Saturday, August 10, 2013

The Rabbit and The Bear

“For all creation is waiting eagerly for that future day when God will reveal who his children really are.  Against its will, all creation was subjected to God’s curse. But with eager hope, the creation looks forward to the day when it will join God’s children in glorious freedom from death and decay. For we know that all creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time.” Romans 8:19-21

My gentle son.  
He has a knack for finding broken creatures.
He tries to fix The Broken Things.
He has a tender heart.
I remind him that Someday, All Things will be restored.  Even the little creatures.

And I think of another gentle Son.

The following are the lyrics to "Rabbit & The Bear" by Josh Garrels.
I first heard his folksy music in church...its in stark contrast to some of the somewhat whiny/sing-songy praise songs that I dislike.  Hear this one for yourself here: Rabbit & The Bear

Run, run so fast

Over fields and grass

At last, at last

We escaped from the trap

With the rabbit and the bear

And the sparrows of the air

Come one, come all

The hunter is gone

And this is our chance

To crawl under the wire

Through the darkest wood

On up to the mountain of fire

Where everything is free

In the light of the sun

Where every creature sings

Oh Lord, you rescued us all

Don’t listen to the snake

For he lies and he takes

Your hope, your faith

Away from you

But when the lion come around

With his claw and his crown

Follow, follow

His every move

(Do you see the fragile creature tenderly clasped?)

In the song....
Garrel adds (instead of merely "Oh Lord, you rescued us all..")

"Where every creature sings,
Praise God, you rescued us all..."

So yes, Praise God.
Someday it will all be restored.

I remind myself of The Restoration when something such as a Broken Creature hurts our hearts.