Harbinger

Winter Birds

The winter birds are bold.

Showy baubles on the bony fingers
of February trees—
against a backdrop of bolts and bolts
of gray flannel sky.

I watch them as they watch the river.

Silver flash of fish
and the brief brightness of
unfiltered sun on the water
blind me into seeing this moment.

These eagles and herons

make themselves known now,
like the daffodil in Spring—
shocking beauty in the bleak,
a harbinger of awakenings.

--Meagan Elliot

I wrote this poem several years ago, inspired by what I see on my drive home from work.  Today is February 1st and I can feel things a'changin'.  Yesterday, the air smelled like Spring, like life.  I'm seeing the Winter Birds again.  My tulip bulbs are nosing up through the dirt.  The chickens seem perkier and expectant.  Pretty soon, I'll hear the varied thrush's referee whistle in the morning, smell the skunk cabbage, and hear the year's first frog.  These are exciting times!

I've been in a very mellow place over the last month.  Doing what needs to be done, but then taking much repose.  Dreaming.  Planning for Spring and Summer.  Imagining what I want my life to look like and making an effort every day to live that.  I am ready for change.  I am ready for awakenings.

Are you?

Happy 2012!

Hello, again!  I have been a very bad blogger, indeed.  However, in my own defense, I have had so many wonderful happenings lately that I've had nary a moment to stop and record it on the intermaweb.  And I do believe, one of the points of a blog is to blog about your life but not live-to-blog or do-to-blog or whatever.  Ya feel me?


Today is the first day in weeks that I've had a moment to sit and write.  My dear friend, Joy, came this weekend to celebrate my birthday and she just headed out on snowy roads to get back home to Spokane.  I've got the laundry machines hummin' away, a 3 week old Sunday crossword puzzle, and the snow is falling so prettily; it's a perfect time to write.

I took a New Year's Eve trip to Sitka, AK, to surprise Colette for her 40th birthday (4 days late).  Thanks to sweet Hannah for being my partner in crime on this.  Colette was surprised!  We had a fantastic new year's eve!!  We went to Winter Skillet,  one of Sitka's annual concerts.  It was fantastic!  Then we walked all over town, visiting lots of adult beverage consumption stations (BARS, yo), one even had a rockabilly band and dancing:

Oh my! How cute are Hannah and Colette???

Sitka is a vibrant community, full of interesting people and lovely places:

The Pioneer Home on New Year's Eve; and it's snowing, too!

Russian Orthodox Church in the center of the town, and that mountain!

His name is Rio and he dances on the sand

Thar she blows (we saw 2 whales!)

We also enjoyed time a la maison, sitting by the fire, playing games, and...making croissants!  The croissants (quaaasahnts!) took 2 days to make, rolling and folding and chilling and shaping and rising and baking, but oh my oh my, were they ever delicious--next freakin' level delish!!!!  

O, baby, I KNEAD you!

 Say it with Hannah, "Qwaaaaaahsahnt!"

roll and fold...

...and fold again

and roll again

And roll some more the next day

Colette fills a croissant with dark chocolate

Some of these have almond  or chocolate filling inside, and some are plain

Voila!  

This may be the tastiest thing I've ever eaten!  Totally worth the extreme effort and time commitment.  Alls ya need is the Cook's Illustrated recipe, butter, flour, and yeast, oh and about 3 days!  But, damn!  

What a way to ring in the new year!! 

Very Good Morning

Fanny, Sookie, Ruby and Rick wish you a very Merry Christmas!

And my dad wrote a beautiful poem for his Christmas card this year that must be shared:

And now on to the Swedish Ginger Cookies (the fat in the cookie: bacon grease) for my dad, who is visiting tonight with my Grandma Ethel, and Boeuf Bourguignon for dinner!  The very good morning will soon become the very good day.  Cheers!

The Prettiest Sight To See

"...It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas,
Toys in every store, 
But the prettiest sight to see
Is the holly that will be, 
on your own front door."
--Meredith Wilson


I LOVE to be home during Christmas.  And Christmas officially started for me on Friday--my last day of work for 2 plus weeks!  Yay!  There are so many fun things to do at home this time of year.  The advent calendar has really been bossin' us around, but we don't care!  


Friday was low key because little Miss was sick, but we had a nice fire and read some books.  She's really loving Snowmen at Night, thanks to my swell friend, Tia, who pointed out that there is a hidden Santa face on every page.  Fun!  On Saturday, the calendar told us this:

Fine with us!!  Jack went free-form, Caroline cut out hearts (why not?), and I used a pattern book and made snowflakes with bells, kitty cats and ballerinas.  See:

And I'm leaving these up all winter and want to make more, more, more!  Cuttin' out snowflakes is fun, yo.  


The weather was beeautiful on Saturday, so we actually left the house and walked/rode/scootered up to the park.  We were the only ones there; I could not believe it.  Jack and I shot some baskets.  As I was teaching him how to shoot, I had to wonder if I was the best person to do this.  You should just see my form, it's not good.  But, Jack survived my "coaching" and we enjoyed it.  

Upon returning home, we worked on our Christmas cards.  I'm pretty sure everyone reading this blog is on my card list, so here's a little preview for you.  And by preview, I mean, 'Heads Up!'  Because it was a mass glittering this year, and the glitter is en route now, from my home to yours:

The advent calendar also said this, and so we did:

Earth's Hopes Awaken

"O thou joyful day,
O thou blessed day,
Gladsome, peaceful Christmastide.
Earth's hopes awaken..."


--from an old Sicilian Christmas song


Even on a regular old Wednesday, the fact that it's the Christmas season inspires me to work a little harder to *bring the sparkle* at home.  It's only for about a month, which is a doable amount of time to special-it-on-up for the kids. And each day is joyful and blessed, just like the Sicilians say.  And I'm sure my favorite Sicilian, OM, would agree!   


As I made dinner, Jack worked on his homework, which was to interview me about a special holiday memory from my childhood.  Here it is:

Why yes, Jack, it is a fun memory!  Thank you very much for asking. I'm all about the magic of Christmas...still.  


I make a lot of fires in the woodstove this time of year, obviously because it's cold, duh, but also because it's sort of special and a warm fire brings us together.  We all love to hang out by it--who wouldn't?  It is the cozy business.  Caroline plunked down next to the woodstove and played cards--she made up a new game called Capture the Ace.  She played for a while, with great joy and gusto:

Jack played his own game, too.  But his deck was super weird, he said and only had 9s, 10s, and face cards.  I thought it had been messed with before I had my a-ha moment--pinochle deck!  From back in the day (college) when I played a ton of pinochle one summer.  I haven't played since, but I bet it would come back to me quickly.  Pinochle, anyone?  


When kids want hot chocolate, I say, YES, and when they suggest we stop by the store on the way home to procure marshmallows AND whipped cream, AND sprinkles, it's a go.  

All I want for Christmas is my 2 front teeth!

Gladsome, peaceful Christmastide!

The Everlasting Light

Tonight, we had fun!  When we got home, after Jack gathered the eggs and I started a fire, the kids did the advent calendar. Look what it said:

First though, we had some chicken noodle soup with Christmas tree-shaped cream biscuits(Recipe: 2 c. flour, 1TBS baking powder, 1 tsp. salt, 2 tsp. sugar, stir together and add about 1 cup of cream (heavy or half and half--whatever you have, although heavy cream makes a tastier biscuit, of course). Stir the cream in until it sort of pulls away from edge of bowl.  Knead gently for about a minute, pat it out on a lightly floured board, and cut out with your fave cookie cutter.  Transfer to a Silpat or parchment-lined baking sheet and brush with melted butter.  Bake at 425 for 15 minutes.)  Caroline also played Christmas carols on the kazoo (from yesterday's envelope).

And then after finishing her homework, she read me a Christmas book, Snowmen At Night, while we sat in front of the tree:

After that, we took a drive to see the LIGHTS!  There is a big neighborhood up the hill that goes bananas at Christmastime.  Almost every house gets into it and the result is spectacular!  We'll probably go on this drive at least one more time this year.  It's a sparkle-fest!  See:

"...Yet in thy dark streets shineth
The everlasting light;
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight."
--from O Little Town of Bethlehem by Lewis H. Redner

Follow Me in Merry Measure

See the blazing Yule before us,
Fa-la-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la
Strike the harp and join the chorus,
Fa-la-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la
Follow me in merry measure,
Fa-la-la-la la-la-la la la la
While I tell of Yuletide treasure,
Fa-la-la-la-la la-la la la!
--from Deck the Halls, a traditional Welsh melody


I am BIG on decking the halls.  Huge!  For 11 months of the year, I like things plain and simple.  For 1 month of the year, I love the fancy!  We do 2 Christmas trees--kids' tree downstairs:

And fancy tree upstairs with Grandma Marge's beautiful ornaments:

And we do an advent calendar from December 1-24, which I realize probably isn't the real advent season or whatever, but it works for us.  I made 24 little envelopes and wrote a number on each one with sparkly glitter.  Then I clothespin them to some yucca branches that I keep in a jug.  See:

On the days the kids are with their dad, they get little chocolates and candies, but the days they're here, it's usually some sort of experience or gift.  For instance, today, this is what was in the envelope:

...and so we did:

So much fun!  And tonight we got to light the first candle in our advent wreath (Nancy and I made advent wreaths for all the Sisters, as a surprise).  Tonight's candle was for hope.  I hoped for the health of my loved ones, Caroline hoped for our family and friends (general, non-specific hope), and Jack hoped to get lots of Lego sets for Christmas. Ha!  Here's the wreath:

Fa-la-la-la-la
la-la
la
la!