'Tis the Season

fontanini angel

We tend to decorate fairly gradually throughout advent. We like to spread it out as much as possible.

seasonal table

seasonal

daniela drescher postcards

Pretty well set up is our piano top, which has been acting as our primary seasonal table for quite a while now.

piano display

(The Santa teacup candle and red berry wreath are awaiting a more permanent home.)

tontanini sheep and villagers

We've been collecting Fontanini nativity figures since we got married. It's one of my favorite things. I love that it's beautiful and classic-looking, while being OK for the kids to handle. My mom adds a new piece for us each year. Sometimes we get one to commemorate an important event (the birth of a child, etc.), but often it's just one that we like or want.

fontanini mama & little ones, spinner, rug seller

Last year we got this little spinner because Elisabeth had learned to knit. She's my favorite.

nog

Today, we got our Christmas tree, enjoyed a bit of nog, and this weekend, we're off to my husband's graduation! Lift a glass for him if you think of it. I'll be back here in the first part of next week. (Unless, you know, my computer crashes again.)

love,
Grace

Celebrations (and pictures from St. Nicholas Day)

st nicholas day

Each year, as time and the seasons circle back around, and we find ourselves celebrating our familiar holidays and festivals in our family's customary ways, I always step back and marvel about how much things really are the same year after year, and also about the ways in which things are new.

st nicholas day

This advent and Christmas, all of this seems even more apparent because we have a new little person to share it all with. It's such a delight to see Elisabeth and James excitedly showing her the day's advent calendar surprise or explain to her all about St. Nicholas and his annual visit.

flurry of activity

It's equally delightful to see her wide-open curiosity about it all. I think she understands, in her own little way, that special things are afoot. I know I say this often, but it's this kind of thing -- witnessing sibling relationships bloom, seeing things through the eyes of a babe who is only just seeing them for the first time ever -- that really makes my life feel whole.

chocolate coin

So, here's to being here in the moment, celebrating the season with these three wee ones who each blow my mind every day, and here's to whatever is new and exciting about our celebrations to come.

wrapping paper

Even when the wrapping paper is the most interesting part.

wrapping paper

{Technical difficulties here again, friends. Too frustrating and boring all at once to explain, but hopefully we can get all this settled very soon. Until then, posting will be reliant upon how fussy the computer is being at the moment.}

Wishing you...

thanks-giving

...(whether you will be celebrating the Thanksgiving holiday tomorrow or not) love, light, family, friends, happiness, hope, gratitude, grace, fun, festivity, plenty (but not too much), and many things for which to be thankful.

I know my life is blessed in spades.

I know it's getting to be that time...

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...when almost all of the searches leading people here are for for "advent" and "advent calendar". So let me point you in that direction....

Celebrating Advent :: Part 1 Ideas for the advent calendar -- what and why.

Celebrating Advent :: Part 2 Huge compilation of ideas for what to put into the advent calendar.

I've been thinking, now that Martinmas is passed, that I really need to sit down and make a "skeleton" of our days in December -- the activities I know we want to do, my husband's work and gig schedule, and figuring out which things can be done on which days.

Even in the two years since writing these advent posts, our family's celebration has shifted a bit. We are giving fewer "object" gifts than ever -- many, many more "opportunity" gifts. (Activities, coupons -- for treats like cocoa before bed, or night walks, etc.)

Anyway, I hope that you all receive these posts in the spirit that I offered them -- as a help for simplifying the holiday season by drawing it out. By not allowing it to get out of control with doing and buying too much, but paring it down to the essentials, the things that make this time of year really special for you and your family. Please don't take my suggestions as yet another thing to pile onto an already overfull month. The last thing I would want is for you to be burdoned with guilt about needing to add a complicated new tradition to your lives. But if it helps you to have some structure (today we'll decorate, next week we'll bake, etc.), and gives your family a joyful way to celebrate, then I hope my suggestions are helpful to you.

xo, Grace

Friday reads: Mrs. Sharp

I bet you thought I wouldn't get a post up today! Well, it's still Friday, and here I am -- just squaking it in. Today was very dark -- I kept waiting for even a patch of sunshine to take some photos -- and by 3:00, when it looked like the sun had gone down and it started to pour freezing rain/hail/slush, I knew it was a lost cause. I had planned a review of a book with illustrations that warranted sharing, so instead I've had to come up with an alternate plan.

Lots of people email me to ask for advice and suggestions for beginning a seasonal observance of festivals and celebrations in their homes, so I thought I would share with you my very, very favorite resource today.

mrs sharp

Mrs. Sharp's Traditions was the first non-pregnancy/birth/breastfeeding mama book I ever read --while I was pregnant with Elisabeth. The style is humorous and may be off-putting to some (it's written a tone mimicking a Victorian ladies' advice book or magazine), but that is really so perfect for me. The amazing, wise thing about this book is that it draws parallels from another time with our own time. It really is all about how to reclaim family life -- I think so many of us feel powerless and end up throwing our hands up in defeat. Mrs. Sharp is here to show you simple ways to make home a warm respite from the impersonal, face-paced world outside. The first part of the book is about daily rituals that help to bring harmony, balance, and predictability to family life. The rest of the book (the majority) follows the year month by month, discussing different festivals and seasonal customs and pastimes. Part historical, part practical, part humorous, but always full of grace and charm. In my early days of parenting, Mrs. Sharp was like a trusted friend, always giving me a bit of steadying wisdom as I navigated my new role as a full-time, at-home mama and keeper of the home.

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Some of you had asked for some more details about our family's celebration of Martinmas. I didn't elaborate on those answers for a couple of reasons -- one was that there wasn't too much I didn't share in my previous Martinmas posts, and the other was that most of them came from this book. So, hopefully this will be helpful to those of you who are looking for additional information.

Have a great weekend, everyone -- I'll be here with some weekend posts at some point on Saturday and Sunday. See you then!

Our Martinmas -- and lantern tutorial

martinmas

We celebrated a beautiful Martinmas last night with a group of homeschooling friends. There were moments that were so quiet and reverent, looking around the circle of us singing together, and there were moments that were rowdy and a bit challenging to manage. But overall, it was such a delight to celebrate as a group. 

I didn't get very many pictures (just these three, in fact, and I was missing my lens!), but the few I have tell a story, I think.

martinmas table

We met in a large park and shared a simple meal (of pumpkin soup, bread, and cider). Then we set out, a merry little band, singing. We stopped at a couple of houses in the neighborhood, and then wound our way back into the park. In a stand of trees, we stopped and I told the story of St. Martin to our group. All was still and dark, except for our lanterns. Finally, a quieter group found its way back to the tables to pack up and bid one another farewell.

small lantern

There were moments that weren't perfect. But it was beautiful -- magical, even.

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This year, we again made our "go-to" lanterns. I loved the balloon ones we made last year, but didn't want to do them two years in a row (not that my children would have minded!). I thought about making some out of beeswax (sort of like these), but ultimately decided against it because I wanted my children to be able to make their own lanterns.

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These lanterns take 3-4 work sessions. You'll need heavy-weight watercolor paper (approx. 12"x18"), high-quality watercolor paints (those that come in tubes rather than the dry ones in a tray), paint brushes, smooth boards (can be made of plastic, wood, or any smooth surface) for painting on, cooking oil, paper towels, glue, a hole punch, tealights, and yarn, ribbon, or wire to make the handle.

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The first day, we made our paintings, using the wet-on-wet watercolor painting method. I like to use paintings that are completely saturated in color for these, so this method is perfect for that. (I took a lot of pictures of our painting day this time; find more pictures here.)

lanterns - oiling

Once the paintings were completely dry, we oiled them using cooking oil and paper towels. (This picture is actually from 2006; I don't have one from this year). It is important that the paintings are completely saturated with oil. You are not going for a light coating -- you want the paper to be soaked all the way to the back. This makes it translucent once dry. Expect each one to absorb several teaspoons of oil, at least. This is really messy and they will need to dry overnight.

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The next day, we marked one of the long sides of the painting with lines that were 2" apart and 2.5" long. I cut along the lines. 

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Then we glued them into a cylinder along one of the short sides, using clothespins at the ends to hold them together, and stones to weigh them down while they dried. Once the sides were dry, we folded the notched ends over and glued them shut, once again using stones as weights while they dried.

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Finally, we punched holes and added our handles -- these were yarn that had been finger-knitted by Elisabeth, and glued tealights into the bottom of each lantern. It's really good for children to have running projects like this, even something like this where each work session only takes a few minutes. It's very strengthening to work on something over several days.

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I hope if you try these, the instructions make sense and they turn out beautifully! Let me know if you try them. Enjoy your beautiful lanterns!

Wishing you...

martinmas

...the strength of inner light this Martinmas, as we await the return of the Light just about 6 weeks from now.

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I'll be back tomorrow with pictures of this year's lanterns. The sweaters are all complete, and I'll give each its own post beginning Monday. For more about our family's celebration of Martinmas, you can check here and here. (For some reason, I didn't post about Martinmas in 2007.) For a long time, we were the only family we knew that celebrated this festival. But now lots of you have started to celebrate it, and tonight, for the first time, we are sharing a lantern walk with a group of homeschooling friends. Good things.

Oh, and thank you so much for your words on yesterday's post. Things have settled down here, as they always do.

Many blessings to you on this Martinmas day!

One little, two little, three little...

...Indians!

three little indians!

Elisabeth requested an Indian costume this year, and since we're still all about the matchy-matchy, James quickly followed suit. (He really would do almost anything to be like his most beloved older sister. At least for now. It's so sweet!)

Indians

I don't know what the original seed for this costume inspiration was, but Elisabeth had something extremely specific in mind. Given the fact that this isn't very popular costume choice anymore, there were only two pattern choices among the major pattern brands carried by our local craft store. This one (McCall's M5953) was selected because it looked slightly more acceptable than the other choice. ;)

barely contained excitement

sewing

I had all the supplies (which included that cool embroidered faux-suede and four spools of "Native American" ribbon) in hand by the second week of October, and began tracing the patterns and cutting out the fabric. But some complications arose over the last 10 days or so -- some stresses that don't really have a place here, but suffice it to say that my mind was elsewhere -- and I didn't start sewing until 9pm on October 30. Yes, that's right. 9pm the night before. I sewed until 4 in the morning. And then I got up at 8:00 and sewed for 8 more hours. (With breaks to nurse the baby and not much else.) I would not recommend this.

indian maiden in her amber necklace

However, I love, love, love these costumes. You all know that I am a rather extreme perfectionist and tend to be pretty critical of what I make. Sometimes I go back and read what I've written here and it sounds like I find fault with all of my work! However, I assure you that these costumes were impressive even to my eye. I was so pleased with them!

headband

fringe

And, even more fortunately, they met with approval from my toughest little critic, as well. And what a fantastic Halloween evening to set out in a mama-made Indian costume with a belly full of soup and a neighborhood full of kind people. I was surprised (happily so) to see how little gory, gross, creepy stuff we encountered. Nothing like a sweet, happy, neighborly, handmade Halloween to restore your optimism and faith in the goodness of the world. 

ready to go!

PS: Fiona's costume was just a little raglan sleeve tunic that I came up with. I bought all the faux-leather fringe they had at our local JoAnn, and it still wasn't quite enough for her little dress to have any, and I ran out of time for pants. But she only wore it for 10 minutes, so that's OK. A few more photos of the kids in their costumes here.

Jack came to town

Jack-o-lantern, that is.

pumpkins and snow

This was the tenth year in a row that my friend Rebecca and I have carved pumpkins together. Rebecca pointed it out, and it hardly seems possible ... but it seems that it really has been that long! Anyway, from the days of the two of us working together as bank tellers -- me, a recent college graduate and newlywed, she a recent high school graduate and transplant to our state -- to the current crazy mix of husbands, babies, dogs, cats, and -- well, always the original Martha by Mail pumpkin carving kit we used that first year. Always a simple dinner of pasta, salad, and bread. And always laughter.

innards

From fancy Pumpkin Masters designs to simple, traditional designs of our own (and our favorite inspiration in the last couple of years from this book), we may have a friendship that was originally built on pumpkin carving, but it's so much more now. I love you, Rebecca!

contemplating design

carving so carefully

This year was the first that Elisabeth designed and carved her own pumpkins. (Some of these came from our garden, too!) What a mix of pride and terror trepidation there was in this mama's heart as I watched her have at it with the little knives. Oooh, but what joy and pride in my girl's eyes, to see her staying up late with the grown-ups, carving away.

contemplating design

concentration

And matching her grin to her pumpkin's:

faces

bat in the snow

How I love Jack and the memories he brings.

jack

Tomorrow: a full costume report!

Celebrating Michaelmas

michaelmas table

We enjoyed a lovely celebration of Michaelmas this weekend.

michaelmas candle

The children awoke to the annual surprise of our new Michaelmas candle. We burn the candle at dinner every night until it burns out (if well-timed, this is usually around the beginning of advent). My husband sculpts the dragons every year. He's gotten quite good! (He uses beeswax candles and this.)

michaelmas candle

We spent the afternoon cooking -- my husband and the children made our dragon bread (using a regular white bread dough), while I made our dinner and dessert.

michaelmas dragon bread

At suppertime, I told a version of the tale of St. Michael and the Dragon.

For dinner, there was the dragon bread, and dragon soup (recipe below).

dragon soup

And for dessert, we had a delicious Michaelmas pie. This was the first year we'd made it (I found the recipe here -- scroll down). It was really good! The flavor was so surprising -- spicy with all the cloves and nutmeg -- and so yummy. The only thing I did differently was that I just used my usual pie crust recipe (from my grandmother), but added the 1/2 tsp. cinnamon to it. We will definitely make this again next year.

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After dinner, there was just enough time for some dragon and knight dress up and play before our little heroes slipped into bed to dream about Michaelmas until next year.

michaelmas table

Michaelmas has been one of the harder festivals for me to "grasp" -- at least the "meaning" behind it. But every year, we follow our traditions, and it works its way into our hearts. I am beginning to see how fortifying it is, this first festival of the autumn and winter, and the way that it celebrates the excitement at new beginnings that we naturally feel at this time of year. How grateful I am for the forms that our family has put into place. These forms offer predictability and strength to us, even during times that are busy and hard. And how amazed I am, as each holiday or celebration greets us, that our traditions carry us. They are so familiar and so much easier now, requiring a little less fumbling and work each year. What a gift we are giving to one another -- our children, their father, and I.

leaves

If there is one thing that I would like to share with any young family just finding its way, it's this: seek celebration, and embrace it. You will be blessed many times over.

g l o w

Dragon Soup

(this recipe is adapted from one I saw on a homeschooling Yahoo group a few years ago)

Finely chop one onion and two cloves of garlic. In a stockpot, melt 4 Tbsp. butter. Saute the onions and garlic until soft.

Add:

1 qt. vegetable or chicken stock (we used about 6 cups)
1 large sweet potato, peeled and diced
1 large beet, scrubbed and diced (we used two smaller beets, from our garden, and we peeled them first)
1 small jar roasted red peppers, chopped well and added with the juices from the jar
3 Tbsp. orzo pasta or other small pasta (we used much more -- about 1/3 cup)
Salt and pepper to taste

Simmer until vegetables are tender.

Add 1/2 cup frozen green peas and serve at once. (We added more like a cup of peas.)

Optional garnishes: sour cream and sweet chili sauce or salsa. Enjoy with your dragon bread!

The colors of autumn

In celebration of my favorite time of year, I've joined Autumn Colour Week (I'm a day late, so I will have to catch up on the first two days today). I hope you'll join us, too!

autumn yellow

Today is Michaelmas, an old and traditional festival that I've written about before.  There is much to celebrate -- and anticipate -- at this time of year. I've been loving seeing peeks of Emily's family's Rosh Hashanah celebrations. I think we could all use a little bit of that spirit of a new beginning here in autumn in our lives, no matter what our faith tradition. For me, not being Jewish, Michaelmas fits this bill. We are actually going to celebrate on Thursday because my husband is the dragon bread maker in our house, and we won't see him before then. (I know, such a long time. Sigh.)

Finally, we have been having some computer weirdness around these parts. It may just take my technical support team husband just taking the time to do some disk cleanup and so on when he's here, but I have been having a bit of trouble with my photos lately. So, hopefully it won't interfere too much with my presence here.

Ten

10 years

Ten years ago today, my husband and I were married. Ten years. One decade. About one-third of my life. It just doesn't feel like it's been that long.

But here we are, ten years later. I can't think of anything to say that wouldn't seem a bit cliche. To say that marrying him was the best thing I ever did; that he's my best friend; that we've had ups and downs, but the good always outweighs the bad ... well, it's all true. But it still doesn't seem like enough to say. So I won't say anything at all.

Except that I love this man and our life together, and that spending the last decade of my life with him really has been worth every minute.

Seasons Round

summer maiden

Our family has had a nature table (or "seasonal table", as we call it) in our home -- in some form or other -- since Elisabeth was a baby. Although I've never quite accomplished the seasonal tableaux that some more ambitious people have, its presence, however great or small, has been so important to us. I like to inspire a feeling of reverence in our home, and to keep a physical reminder of the rhythm of the year: the seasons, the festivals we celebrate.

However, these days, I'd have to say that its presence has begun to inspire more of a feeling of "ugh" and less of a feeling of "ahh". It's dusty. I haven't been changing it out with much frequency. I'm bored with the same few objects in rotation all the time.

So, when Kyrie announced this week that she would be organizing a nature table exchange (the Seasons Round Exchange), I knew that the remedy for our sad little seasonal table was in sight! I am so excited to participate in the swap (sign-ups begin July 1 -- all the details here), and I hope that many of you will join in, as well!

Seasons round

 

You needn't already have a nature table in your home to participate -- this could be the beginning of a new tradition in your family! And you needn't have children in your home to join, either. Who couldn't use a little bit more inspiration, reverence, and reminders of the beauty of the natural world in their life? Edited to add: You don't even need your own blog to participate! Just an email address. The Seasons Round blog has a lot of wonderful links in its sidebar -- so much inspiration and information on nature tables. I think it's going to be my go-to resource for ideas.

I'm really excited about the new inspiration that participating in the exchange will no doubt bring to all the participants. I already have some ideas swirling in my head. I'm even feeling inspired to do a bit more for our seasonal table in the meantime. I hope you'll join me!

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PS: I think I have officially become the worst blogger in the neighborhood. I don't know why I feel compelled to even draw attention to that fact, or to apologize for it, but I guess it's just because I feel a little embarrassed about it. I literally have SEVEN posts begun, and saved as drafts, and I just haven't gotten them published. Anyway, thank you for continuing to visit and leave comments here. Also, I'm still at near:far every Tuesday and Friday, so you can check in there if you're missing me in this space!

Mama's Day

happy mama's day

This poem has been shared by many on Mother's Day, but it's too good not to share, I think. And having just given birth to my own wee girl "one morning just before spring" makes it feel all the more relevant to me right now.

How the days went
While you were blooming within me
I remember each upon each--
The swelling changed planes of my body--
And how you first fluttered, then jumped
And I thought it was my heart.

How the days wound down
And the turning of winter
I recall, with you growing heavy
Against the wind. I thought
Now her hands
Are formed, and her hair
Has started to curl
Now her teeth are done
Now she sneezes.
Then the seed opened.
I bore you one morning just before spring--
My head rang like a fiery piston
My legs were towers between which
A new world was passing.

From then
I can only distinguish
One thread within running hours
You...flowing through selves
Toward you.

~Audre Lord

Happy Mother's Day to all you mamas. However you spend it, may you know you're blessed -- and loved. And may we all be both fierce and tender as we do this work, familiar and yet always new, of raising our children up.

PS: And for a totally different look at motherhood, check this out. It made me laugh until I cried -- and cry until I laughed.

Going a-Maying

may basket in jelly jar

This weekend, we spent one morning anonymously delivering May baskets to some of our friends and neighbors. We hadn't done it in a couple of years, so it was fun to rekindle the tradition this year. And it was especially nice to use flowers that actually grew in our own yard -- mostly tulips and grape hyacinths.

may basket in can

Years and years ago -- long before I ever had children (maybe even before I was married) -- I saw an idea in Martha Stewart to use small jars and cans for May baskets. They are so simple and so pretty, with the added benefit of being cheap and easy to put together. In fact, with cans and jars from the recycling, the ribbon from my stash, and the flowers from our garden, this year's May baskets required no purchases whatsoever.

four of our may baskets

And what a joy it was to share a little bit of springtime with our friends and neighbors.

Celebrating

fiona

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This weekend, we celebrated Fiona's baptism. It was a beautiful and simple celebration, with just our family present. And we are all still feeling so joyful, two days later.

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My younger brother served as her godfather, and it was so special for us to come together in this way, and for me to see my big "little" brother assume this role in my wee one's life.

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I have embroidered a stole for each of my children's baptisms, and I was determined for Fiona to have one, too. I lost track of time this time -- we've had a lot going on over the last couple of weeks -- so it was churned out mostly the day before. Some of the purple air-fading ink that I used still showed on the day of the baptism (this is the same kind I used with the last two, so I'm confident it will eventually fade), but otherwise I was happy and relieved that it was ready for her.

mama and fiona

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It was a beautiful moment in time.

Seven years old!

seven 
{the magical moment}

hyacinths 
{hyacinths gathered by the birthday girl}

art caddy 
{organizing some supplies in her new art caddy -- I love how her seven-year-old mind works}

We spent a lovely day celebrating our new seven-year-old today.

all those candles!

Seven feels like such a rite of passage to me. I remember being seven so well, and it was one of my favorite ages to be. I remember that feeling of newfound independence, confidence, that sense that the world was a huge, new opportunity.

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{me at seven}

I'm in awe of the fact that my own child has reached this amazing age already. In some ways, she still seems quite little to me. But I'm seeing more and more the thoughtful, capable, graceful, strong-willed young lady that she is becoming. And I'm amazed, and just blown away by her, and the fact that we are in one another's lives.

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Oh, I love you, my seven-year-old. And I hope seven is your best year yet!

Three years old!

three!

Today my little man turns three years old. It's so hard for me to believe that just three years ago, we were cradling a different newborn, our Jamesy. And that in just three years, he has changed so much.

One year ago, he was still navigating his way from babyhood into toddlerhood. He had very few words. Now he is a very talkative little boy who will share his thoughts on just about anything with just about anyone.

He has an amazing imagination, and spends a good bit of his time playing various characters -- a gravelly-voiced alligator, my dad(!), a ballerina. He has voices and mannerisms for each of his characters, and it makes every day a joy and a surprise.

He loves music. It's easy to see that he experiences it with his entire being. We went to see one of my husband's gigs a couple of months ago, and James was mesmerized. He still talks about the instrumentation of the band that evening, and tells us what each instrument was doing.

He loves and admires his big sister. He thinks she can do anything. I think this is incredibly sweet and precious. And the fact that she is so gentle and helpful with him makes it much sweeter.

helping with baby

He is a big brother! Though these last two weeks have been a challenge for him in so many ways, I am amazed and inspired by his gentleness with and love for his baby sister. And he is growing into his new role more and more every day.

I'm so proud of my big boy. Happy birthday, Jamesy!

31

31

Thank you all for your many early birthday wishes -- and for your well-wishes and blessings for the birth of my baby.

Here I am, today, 31 years old. I did think the baby would come while I was still 30, but this little one is still quite happy to travel along inside for now. For today, I'm enjoying my birthday, a beautiful, unseasonably warm day, and working on practicing the art of surrender. This baby will come in its own time.

Until then, we have a birthday cake to make, some small projects to work on, maybe a countertop to wipe, some birds to watch, and two other beautiful wee ones to love and treasure as they are today.

Today is a very special day, indeed.