A few of you have followed my blog since I first started keeping track of my days here. You "knew" Gretta when she was still in high school, and was just looking at colleges. Some of you kept tabs on her as she set off for the Midwest and then when she was in Australia for a semester. You read about how she supported us as we went through Batman's surgery (just a year ago this week!). You saw pictures of her as she helped us prep our CT house for the market, and you saw her gradute from Knox in June 2013. You read about her nine month residency at Shelburne Farms. You really haven't much about her since then.
Well, friends, here is a picture of her in early December 2013, with a key to her apartment in Brooklyn, NY! She and her beau, Ben (fondly called "Nature Ben" by those who know him best) are carving out a bit of hipster life in the midst of one of the biggest cities in the world. She has patched together a bunch of jobs to pay the bills and has her eye on bigger and better things. One foot is in the door at a well known botanic garden, where she's working part time with school kids.
Her great-great Aunt Margretta's china is in her kitchen cupboards, her green/sustainability library is nestled in the bookcases and her guitar and ukelele are stowed in the corner of the living room. We've been to visit once, and hiked around their fun neighborhood. We'll head back on Sunday with the traditional Reed chocolate birthday cake and gifties in hand.
This girl of ours...she lights up every life she wanders into. It's such a joy to see her out in the world, making it a better place for so many folks.
Because I do not think winter is done with us just yet, I am casting on a new hat. I'm using two Vermont wools. The lighter is from the sheep at Shelburne Farms (a Christmas gift from our Gretta). The darker is from Sheep and Pickle Farm, just down the road from Fat Toad Farm. I bought it last summer, when we stopped by to visit during an Open Farmhouse Weekend. It feels good to have such lovely, natural colors working between my hands...another version of meditation.
I've also cut out another felt bunny, this time she will be a soft grey.
Late February often inspires me to re-dedicate myself to healthier eating and as it turns out, March is National Nutrition Month. I am following along with purelyelizabeth's March Makeover, filled with simple, daily tasks to support better health. If you are feeling a little sluggish these days, too, check it out. Looks like some fine recipes will be posted there as well.
I am nearly done with 28 pieces of snail mail for February! It was fun to drop those envelopes into the mail slot, and find a few pieces in my own mailbox at the bottom of the driveway. Did you send snail mail in February? (Sometimes it felt a little Jane Austen-ish).
Bright blue skies today, with mountains of snow along the edges of every road and driveway. Cold, cold, cold, so no sign of melting soon. Because Batman is an astronomer, he believes that spring begins on March 1st and he is already fired up for garden planning. Maybe he can jump into the deep end of that on Monday when the next snowstorm will swoop through and Mother Nature will have her way with us.
What are you up to on this last day of February, dear friends?
I do love Krista Tippet'sOn Being. I find such nourishing pieces there. This morning I found this wonderful 4 1/2 minute video with Renate Hiller, about the impact that handcrafting has on the human soul.
Batman and Henry had a boy's weekend in Vermont. I have stayed here to keep things just right.
Hyacinths and paper whites scent the air in the house here. The sun shines off the white snow and reflects its cheer into the house. There are drips from the eaves and rivulets in the driveway. More snow is forecast for midweek and so the shovels stand at the ready by the garage doors. This is the way of February. I am happy to have the company of Ted Kooser's words as we slide down the back side of winter.
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