- 5:39 pm Wednesday, August 16th, 2017 by Delilah
Do you get cranky in the heat?
I’m guilty. More than once I’ve “lost it” with my kids this summer. I know most of you hear my radio voice and think, “It’s so soft, so mellow, so nice…” Wellllll, it has been known to raise a few octaves and come out as a screech from time to time.
It takes quite a lot for me to anger, but I acknowledge that I go from zero to 60 pretty fast. I tell myself I’m getting better about this (please don’t interview my children,) and I have learned a trick or two.
For me, counting [More]
- 3:39 pm Monday, August 14th, 2017 by Delilah
Ahhhh the Dog Days of Summer…
Why do we call this indolent time such a thing? I wanted to know too, so I looked it up and found this,
“The ancient Romans called the hottest, most humid days of summer “diēs caniculārēs” or “dog days.” The name came about because they associated the hottest days of summer with the star Sirius. Sirius was known as the “Dog Star” because it was the brightest star in the constellation Canis Major (Big Dog).”
Yep, makes TOTAL sense to me! Hot, humid, lazy, tongue-wagging, water-lapping, shade-napping, panting days of summer! My poor pooches are worn-out from [More]
- 6:08 pm Wednesday, August 2nd, 2017 by Delilah
Here we are in August!
And where I am, it’s HOT, unseasonably HOT! Actually, almost anywhere in the US is hot by August. I would suggest that this is not the month to take on any real ambitious projects.
I’m glad most of my summer travel has been completed, and the two big events at the farm, though such a blessing, are over. My niece’s wedding was spectacular and an annual fund raising event for Point Hope was amazing. We had some incredible talent join us this year, Julia Michaels, who has a chart topping hit, Issues, and my long-time friend, [More]
- 5:24 pm Wednesday, July 26th, 2017 by Delilah
Are you holding summertime in your hands?
Sweet, sticky watermelon? Marshmallow roasting sticks? Maybe you held sparklers earlier this month? And maybe holding summer in your hands means tossing a Frisbee for your dog or a baseball to your kids. Perhaps you’re holding a good book, a glass of sweet tea, and the side of a hammock! Ahhhhh.
For me, holding summer in my hands usually involves a bowl of potato salad or a gourmet burger made with organic ground beef raised by my husband and grilled over a flame. Mmmmm. Picnics, barbecues, summer meals served up on a picnic table! That’s [More]
- 5:22 pm Wednesday, July 19th, 2017 by Delilah
Up to 60% of our bodies are made up of water, or some crazy amount like that. I think it’s even higher for our heart and lungs. It’s no wonder that water calls to us, soothes, calms and rejuvenates our soul…especially in the summer!
Be it a $10 kiddie pool from the local department store, or a fabulous white, sandy beach in the Florida Keys, on the local river, creek, lake… hours spent in the water swimming and splashing, on the water boating or paddle boarding, or under the water scuba diving or snorkeling(my favorite,)are sooo therapeutic!
Summertime isn’t summertime without a [More]
- 12:03 pm Thursday, July 13th, 2017 by Delilah
It’s summer time and the livin’ is far from easy! (But it sure is fun!)
Life on the farm has been crazy busy as we spent all of June preparing for my niece Charisa’s wedding this past weekend. We got the place all cleaned up, spiffed up, and shined up.
I made the wedding bouquets, corsages, and boutonnière’s out of a variety of white and blush flowers, and tucked one of Charisa’s grandmother’s earrings into her bridal bouquet. I’m sure Mom was celebrating with us, crying tears of joy in heaven.
They are a beautiful couple, deeply in love, whose self-written vows had [More]
- 4:24 pm Wednesday, July 5th, 2017 by Delilah
As Michael Franti sings, “Summer Time Is In Our Hands!”
If you’ve not seen the video that accompanies this snappy summer anthem, watch it! A young woman is seen diving into the blue waters of the Indian Ocean, flying kites from a bus in Bali, and checking things off a wish list that is beautifully bound in a leather notebook.
One by one she her wishes come true, things as silly as “share a beer with a stranger” and as powerful as “face your fears.”
- 5:46 pm Wednesday, June 28th, 2017 by Delilah
One of my earliest garden memories is of planting peas with my grandma.
She showed me how to place the tiny hard seed in the ground, and cover it with a bit of soil. The rains of western Oregon kept the spring soil wet, and daily I would go out to check the seeds. I expected to see sprouts within hours, at least within a day or two! I had to learn patience… After a few weeks, the pea plants were as high as my chubby knees…and after a few months (eternity to a child) they were ready to be plucked [More]
- 5:03 pm Wednesday, June 21st, 2017 by Delilah
I love to garden.
Since I was a kid alongside my parents and grandparents, I’ve loved to be out in the garden!
I love the feel of dirt in my hands, rubbing seeds in my palms and placing them in well prepared soil, watering, weeding… the thrill when the first little shoot comes out of the ground, and tingling joy watching those shoots stretch, and grow, and leaf out, bloom, and bear their fruit.
And oh boy, do I love to harvest and enjoy the bounty of the season!
Life is just like this!
If you want to plant seeds of love, you must first [More]
- 6:25 pm Wednesday, June 14th, 2017 by Delilah
One of the things my brain does when I’m not paying attention is script conversations that will never take place. Sometimes it’s things I’d love to say to my children, friends, or loved ones but haven’t exactly been invited to share an opinion on.
Too often I find myself arguing with people who have wronged, hurt, or frustrated me. In these imaginary scenes, I make my point, declare my stance, and am vindicated to hear them say “I’m sorry.” Sadly many of those I’m dialoging with are long gone; passed away or simply no longer a part of my daily life.