Tuesday, February 24, 2015

In The Middle Of A "Tigger" Winter

End of February and I've decided that this is a "Tigger" winter: very springy and bouncy, bouncy back and forth from warm to cold.

Today is "spring" again, but this afternoon the forecast is for snow and a thirteen degree drop in temperatures.

It's an unsettling time, especially for a person who traditionally gets hit with a jittery wanderlust during the transitional seasons. Autumn's restlessness is usually accompanied by a period of nesting and cozying up for winter. In spring I had a tendency to peruse the MLS listings online and in the newspaper. A rush of warmer, fresh air makes me want to be on the move.

The other day I had a sort of epiphany about my life.

I realized that personally, as far as family and family life is concerned, I'm also in a restless, between seasons state.

Maybe getting married and beginning to have children is like the "spring" of family life- March and April.  Raising the kids- all the ups and downs, ins and outs- is like "summer" and "autumn", say May until September. As they start getting to the point of being grown up and leaving home it's like the beginning of "winter"- October and November, leading up to a grand Christmas season when the main work of child-rearing is done and we celebrate the empty nest.

And then comes January and February: the post-party months. The "Christmas is over but spring and Easter are a long way off yet" months. The "now that you've cleaned up the party mess, what'll you do until the next party?" months.

If, personally speaking, the next "spring" season is retirement, this could be a very long transitional season indeed.

This, "Hey! My life is actually like February!" revelation does nothing to alleviate the restless uncertainty of my existence, but it has helped me to define it for myself. There is a sense of relief in the understanding. There is a little more patience for  myself. There is also the realization that I really do have a lot of time to fill and I do need to decide what I want to be when I grow up, or at least what things I would like to accomplish before I shuffle off this mortal coil.

I don't have any concrete plans yet. Apparently I'm not yet bored enough to be motivated to pursue some of my dreams or have any vague hopes realized, but all in good time.

February, in spite of having the fewest days, is typically the longest month of the Canadian year after all.

Saturday, December 27, 2014

Post-Advent Haiku

Christmas is over
Time to celebrate New Years
Ring-a-ding-a-ding

Sunday, December 7, 2014

Advent Haiku

Like a joyful Who
"Christmas time is in our grasp"
Carry it well, friend

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

And Now A Limerick!

Four months of transitional seasons
Is pitiful. It defies reason;
Just spring, summer, autumn
Before we hit bottom
With eight months of cold winter freezin'....

Thursday, August 28, 2014

I'm Just A Slow Learner, I Guess

As the weather turns, as our neighbours are hitting the fields on their combines, and as I'm getting my cozy-nesting-mama on... I found myself headfirst in the freezer.

We have two smaller chest freezers. One that we brought with us and one that came with the house. They were both full.

I mean FULL.

I wasn't sure what they were full of, exactly, but there wasn't a lot of room to add anything.

When I decided to investigate and maybe do some cleaning/downsizing/sorting I was surprised by what I found to be taking up all my freezer space.

Suffice it to say, two weeks on, the freezer is nicely organized, three-quarters less full and I'm out of canning jars.

The (dare I say it?) two year old contents of the larger garage freezer is now 9 pints of Nanking cherry syrup, 3 pints of chokecherry syrup, 4 pints of applesauce, 8 pints of Saskatoon berry pie filling and a batch of Nanking cherry jelly.

And I have concluded that even if fruit is carefully prepared, flash-frozen, cored & chopped and nicely stored in 2-3 cup bags... it will not get used once it's frozen.

So. It's taken me a long time to get the memo, but I think it has finally sunk in.

The freezer is useable and the pantry is lovely and full.

One more project, besides slowly adding to my stock of dill pickles, and I will pretty much be done the preserving. Tomorrow I think I'll reopen the 6 quarts of salsa I made and redo it. It's just too sweet and oniony. It reminds me of a delicious relish that Grandma Gustafson served with the roast beef for Sunday dinner at Bible College, so I will re-can maybe two quarts to use for relish, and then throw the rest back into a pot, add more peppers, tomatoes and vinegar, and see if I can't get it tasting more like salsa.

The fun never ends around here!

Sing Along!

Stews, soups and chillies, and lovely hot showers
Death to mosquitoes, no more weeding flowers
Cool, crisp and crunchy, yes better than spring!
Autumn is one of my favourite things!

Cozy wool sweaters and bright, crackling fires
Pumpkin Spice Lattes or sipping hot ciders
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
Autumn is one of my favourite things!

When the snow bites, when the wind stings, it's not right or wrong,
But though I'm rememb'ring my favourite things, still winter just seems too long.

Friday, July 25, 2014

Away With Us

Looks like we're packed without incident. No fights over the number of bags required to get all the goodies and knitted blankets and presents to Wisconsin and the Littles.

First thing, before bright and early, we're off to the airport for our flight to Minneapolis and our six days away.

I'm very excited, I must say.

Got all my pre-flight projects finished, including the second big fluffy blanket I was knitting for the second little girl and a last minute tunic/dress sewn for the big one.

I'm quite ready to leave, and I'm more than quite ready for bed.

It's going to be a good week.

It's going to be a short night.

So to that end, I'll bid you farewell and Godspeed.

See you in a week or so!