Daybook 2017 Vol. 5

Looking out my window, the sun is shining and the sky is clear blue.  Up north, we call these days “brisk”.  I also call them devious.  The sun lures us out the door with that pure, yellow glow and then the bitter cold slaps you across the face and says, “Ha! Gotcha again!”

I am thinking how much I have to do.  Too much procrastinating has led to a Second Week of Advent with much left to do to prepare. Even still, I managed a procrastination trip through the transcripts of a TED Talk and then its corresponding website of surveys.

I am thankful for the peace I’ve been given by the Holy Spirit.  I’m thankful that it’s real peace and not something based on a false sense of euphoria.  That it’s not dependent on everything being okay in the world.  I don’t have to pretend our president doesn’t suck to rest in God’s Peace.

I am creating graphics for the American Solidarity Party‘s social media platforms. Planning to try a new recipe for Tuscan Chicken in the Instant Pot.  And doing little projects here and there for Advent and Christmas.

I am wearing black capri leggings with a purple (!💜!) mock turtleneck.  Sitting in front of the fire barefoot. I’ll have to change soon, though.  Going out into the frozen tundra to meet Alex for lunch.

I am reading Advent with Saint Teresa of Calcutta: Daily Meditations by Heidi Hess Saxton.  I used this as my Advent devotion in 2016 and I loved it so much I’m using it again.  It’s still awesome.

I am hoping and praying for a safe and swift delivery for Wyatt Angus.  I didn’t start feeling fear until this week.  Thankfully, it’s not the crippling extreme fear of my mother, but it still helps me understand her more.  Again.  My baby is having a baby.  And so many things can go wrong.  Trust.

I am learning about hiking during the winter.  Or, relearning, actually.  This weekends lesson?  HAND LOTION!  Before and after.  And after again.  My hands are an itchy wreck today.

In my kitchen we have soup in the fridge.  Pork vegetable with squashes.  I bought the already chopped veggies for roasting from Kroger to use in the soup because I knew I’d not have a lot of time for cooking when I got back from my trip.  Expensive, so I don’t see it becoming an everyday thing, but it sure did make it easier to make soup!

Hike 49

Decided on a whim to go for a hike this morning.

  • Forgot to grab a water bottle.
  • Forgot a snack.
  • Forgot a headband or hat.
  • Didn’t tell anyone where I was going.
  • Didn’t bring long sleeves.
  • Wore my glasses instead of contacts.

I was hungry, thirsty, sweaty, blind (from the fog on my glasses), and freezing (cool humidity doesnt mix with tank tops).

BUT – I did remember to take a selfie!

Hike 41 – 52 Hike Challenge 2017


Mayapples in April

I wish this kid could have met my Girl Scout leader, Mrs. Taft. Not only did she love taking us outside into the woods behind our school, she was also the librarian. Does it get much better than that?

Mayapples remind me of her. They are the first wild plant that I learned by name and I learned from our walks in the woods with Mrs. Taft. Before I was even old enough for Girl Scouts. Things I remember… her husband retired from the Navy, they had a lot of kids and their youngest daughter was just enough older than me that I looked up to her, she drove a VW Van, lived in a converted school house, and loved to tell us stories about her family’s adventures courtesy of the U.S. Navy.

may apples

We’ve lived in Southern Kentucky for 10 1/2 years and I *just* realized that the mayapples bloom in APRIL here!


Blue Holes for a Blue (skies) Day

Today we hiked the Echo River Spring trail and the River Styx Spring trail at Mammoth Cave National Park.  This was Hike #5 of our #52HikeChallenge2016.

Flat gravel trails.  Beautiful views.  Few people.  And awesome scenery. Couldn’t ask for more.  I think this is my favorite hike so far, although I’m looking forward to seeing Cedar Sink again now that the flowers are popping out.



Green River Bluff Trail

Overcoming My Fear of Heights the Hard Way

This is Hike #4 of our #52HikeChallenge2016.  The views made it all worthwhile and I honestly wasn’t as freaked out now that Aislin is 18 and not 5.  Nothing quite like visions of your preschooler diving headfirst off a cliff to induce vertigo..

Note to self:  no hiking with toddlers or preschoolers on this trail!