Yowza!! This past month has been a hot, simmering, summer slice of change and movement. Many days when I’m sweating it out under the fan after coming in from farm chores, I remember and reflect just how basic our thankfulness should be.
We all like to joke about our “first world problems,” but if you ever take a spin through third world life for even a short season, it gives you a little perspective on what not to complain about, as well as simple things to smile about.
So first, things we’ve survived without (albeit temporarily) that I’d like to acknowledge and appreciate:
- opening up the faucet and feeling hot, clean water
- flicking on a switch and enjoying warm, stained glass light
- sitting in front of a whirling electric fan on a sweltering day
- feeling a fresh breeze through screened windows, leaving most of the bugs outside
- opening up the fridge and being able to throw something together for dinner . . . even if it’s just things like rice, chicken, beans, tortillas, cheese, milk, eggs – what a feast!
Life is abundant. Life is also scarce and grasping many times. But we can acknowledge life’s myriad facets and strive to trust God during both feast and famine, and all the better.
More July joys for the Big Country/Liberty clan:
- Celebrating our 10th wedding anniversary. Our beautiful former host family of 12 watched the kids, and we enjoyed a restful break with sushi, Beren and Luthien, a time to reflect and dream, and a kayak adventure across the gorgeous evening lake.
- Big Country beating out 100 other candidates for a spot in this fall’s Fire Academy. So proud! We are moving onward and upward.
- Mamaw’s visit. Yummy food, visiting friends, meeting her fun AirBnB host, and taking the kids to the splash pool and lazy river for Firebell’s third birthday.
- Big’s co-workers stopping by and taking time to build a little tiny house made out of Legos for the kids.
- Baby Hazelnut beginning to crawl! And I am suddenly aware of how non-babyproof this tiny house still is. Well, at least the loft railing is up!
- Spending some one-on-one time with Rig, reading several books to him at his request, as the little girls napped.
- Playing in mud puddles after summer rains.
- Mamaw’s homemade pillows and curtains. What would a tiny home be without those sweet touches?
- Big massaging a chicken with a bent neck, comically trying to restore its mobility as he has with his human clients.
- Being invited, so many times now, to the family gatherings here on the farm. Hope they’re not asking us to join in just because our house is blocking the picnic table and the fire pit!
- Rig beside himself with anticipation about chicken processing day! Participating and learning so much about this age-old community event.
- The kids doing each other’s hair, putting clips in baby Hazelnut’s wispy topknot.
- Seeing the kids’ faces light up with joy as they wade into a swimming pool.
- Picking chokecherries in the rain, out of the bed of the pickup truck.
- Late at night, making delicious, rich chokecherry juice.
- Library and park time. Enjoying the three kids playing together quietly and busily in the train room.
- Cloudy, drizzling cool afternoons, often accompanied by full rainbows. So refreshing to sit out in lawn chairs and watch the majestic thunderheads rolling in.
- Cherry pie at a local hole-in-the-wall and a drive to the dairy with a good friend.
- The gentlemanly, yet ornery raw milk dairy manager.
- A mysterious card from an anonymous friend wishing us “Home Sweet Home” and including two generous gift cards. Whoever you are, thank you from the bottom of our hearts!