So, here we are in the second week of school. I realize that the plans and visions of myself homesteading, homemaking and homeschooling rub right up against the part of me that needs discipline. The part of me that doesn't want to pull weeds, harvest the garden or change the chicken's water. The part of me that wishes my children could learn through osmosis (me too, for that matter). The part that wants to bake bread, but mostly in my imagination.
This homeschooling, homemaking life is a good life for my soul. Truly, truly, it puts me up against myself day after day.
Little by little the bird builds its nest.
Our new little daughter!
Mari Elizabeth
