writer, homemaking, homeschooling, farm, ranch, christian, Bible, lifestyle · Writing

My Writing Space (s)

I have always wanted to write. I learned to read by age four and devoured books until my time belonged to raising babies. I still read of course, just not all day!

I love the written word dearly. It soothes me, inspires me, changes me and just plain makes me happy. I'm the kind of woman who would rather shop at an office supply store rather than the mall. Weird I know. A fresh, blank notebook and brand new pens and pencils… oh how I love 'em! Sticky notes?! Give them to me!

I've come to be okay with a new , blank word document too. 😊

I have 4 favorite writing spots at home. The one in the picture above is in our bedroom. (It's a huge room) this one is where I usually do most of my scheduling and self-study.

The photo below shows the desk in my office. (It's tiny) The desk is up against a fabulous window where I can see birds at the feeder or my barn and upper pasture. I never tire of this view, especially if the goats are there.

This is the space where I do most of my homeschool related stuff; also paperwork for my flock of sheep and herd of goats. They're all registered animals so aside from health records, keeping registrations straight keeps me busy.

Below is my dining room table which is basically control central. I do most things from this spot because it's the center of the house.

You're probably noticing that all my work spaces are cluttered. Well…if I don't see it, it might as well not exist. If something is out of place, it's because I'm leaving myself a reminder that it needs doing or tending.

This is a shot of my ewes. I find my soul is at rest when I'm surrounded by my flock of sheep. I had a craving to know firsthand all of the references the Lord uses in the Bible about shepherding. Sheep, a good shepherd , etc.

So I bought some. Typical me. Now I've set myself up as a breeder of two different breeds, and I've read widely and subscribed to magazines. I go full immersion for a while when I'm learning something new.
Sheep are peaceful, friendly creatures, and once they have bonded with you- and you'll know if they have- you're in for life. I like having an animal tribe that loves me no matter what.

My goats are my babies too. They are more rascally than the sheep and like a good romp, not quite as peaceful unless it's time for an afternoon cud chewing session.

Whenever I need a brain break from reading or writing I usually browse my phone but that's a bad habit I'd like to break. It's such a time waster. I do adore my cozy bed with Netflix on my iPad, but that's after the day is done.

No matter where I am, my little Magpie is at my feet.

The photo below shows my morning ritual. Morning Bible and prayer with Jesus and a mocha cappuccino made with raw goat milk. I'm also fond of raw sheep milk 😊

It's not at all unusual for me to have a small boy or curly top little girl playing on the floor during my morning time with the Lord.

Well, these are my favorite work spots. I'd love to hear about yours. If you've blogged about your spots, let me know in the comments so I visit please?

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Hot As Fire

I don’t know what the weather is like where you live, but where we live it’s hot and sunny most every day. I mean really hot. Occasionally in the evenings it’s windy, but usually that means a very warm wind that sucks the life out of leaves. I don’t garden much for that reason. Our ranch is set on a hill without a shelter from the wind.  Once in a great while during the dog days of summer, there is a cool , crisp breeze that is refreshing beyond words.

We live in an area known for wildfires. We have had so many this year already that I have lost count. All over, you will spot burnt hillsides and pastures, but always right up to an orchard, home, or other valuable area. It’s really something, how these brave men and women battle fires in 90+ degrees and manage to save livelihoods and homes. I know people are grateful but wouldn’t it be nice if they showed it more? So often the ones tirelessly battling these fires are away from their loved ones, hungry, hot, and thirsty- not to mention the danger they are in.

The firefighters do an amazing job; we rarely lose people or even homes. You have to hand it to them, yet few folks take action by stopping by the stations with water bottles, snacks, and meals. It’s a shame. I know for fact they do appreciate it.

My husband is an officer in a fire department, and also a paramedic. He is out fighting fire today. Firefighter and police officers wives (and husbands) live in a state of constant prayerfulness on shift days.

And soon as my husband kisses me goodbye at 3:30 in the morning I begin praying until I fall asleep again. And usually during my morning barn chores, coffee and Bible time, and even hustling through a busy morning I am sending up short and desperate prayers for my husband. I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t make it without me 🙂

                 If you get the chance, show some love to our fire fighters and police ❤️

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Love in a Time of Hate Review

Love in a Time of Hate by author Hanna Schott is the story of Magda and André Trocmé and a quiet french village and surrounding farms that protected Jews from the Nazis in an organized passive resistance. The Trocmés lived what they believed and preached their entire lives and all over the world.

This book is intensely researched and written with skill and style. The author does herself credit with this book. She has an obvious gift for communication.

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Being a reader who loves good historical books, and an avid reader of them set in the WWII years, I have read countless stories of seemingly common folk prevailing against the Nazis. They are, in fact, my favorite stories to read. This book was an intriguing read and Magda and André fascinating people.  I do recommend this book for the telling of historical fact and of heroic people that shouldn’t be forgotten in my opinion.

The real-life heroes in this book, brought to life by the artful pen of the author, will keep you turning pages. The book is well-written, a history lesson without being the least bit dull.

I came to admire the people in Love in a Time of Hate and what they did and how they lived. I admired very much the writing of Hanna Schott.

I was however disturbed to read in the middle of page 166:

“Now once again people are being persecuted in the most horrific ways: hundreds of thousands of Christians, Jews, and democrats….”

Um…what?

That’s right. She included democrats. One of these things is not like the others…Hanna Schott may be a great author, but this word doesn’t belong here. Does she mean democrats here in the U.S.? The ones rioting and looting? Starting fires and destroying property after they lost the election? Calling for violence and all the rest? Because I can’t for the life of me figure out who else she could be referring to. I do hope she’s talking about those against socialism in other countries.

On page 171 I read a portion of the book that resonated with my heart. Read:

Whoever offers someone asylum bears the responsibility for whatever happens within that space, even if it is someone else who actually does the harm. If André and Edouard, together with everyone else ready to join in this task, were to make Le Chambon into a city of refuge, then they would have to answer to God for everything that happened there. It was their responsibility not only to do good, but also to prevent evil from happening.

Amen sister.

This morning I watched my livestock guardian dog chase off a coyote across a neighboring pasture into the apple orchard a mile away. While the dog was busy with the decoy, another large coyote moved in sideways across the pasture on the left side towards my pasture- which is filled with helpless sheep, goats, chickens, and tasty kittens. You see, it was planned. The coyotes, actively hunting my property to feed dens of pups this time of year, tried to lure my guard away so the other could move in and make a grab. It might have worked except for my two small ankle biters: chihuahua mix dogs that put their bodies in-between the coyotes and flocks at the top of the hill and barked for all they were worth, thereby alerting me to the second coyote moving in. Brave little souls with their tiny barks. I know what they feel like. Getting my drift?

Here’s the difference between me and some people: I understand my responsibility. I am responsible for those helpless beings in my pasture. I am on alert, and have a gun, which I will use against my enemy the coyote. Do I understand the coyote may be hungry? Have pups to feed? Yes, but the coyote isn’t my charge. He may not come marauding on my land, and do violence to those dependent upon me for their safety without putting himself at great risk. Because he comes seeking to kill and destroy the innocent in my sphere.

Most people, not living in harmony with nature or agriculture any longer aren’t aware of simple things like a baiting tactic or a decoy plan used by  animals in order to take territory or make a kill.

This comes into my mind immediately when I  live so closely to my animals, involved in pastoral life. So, when I see a huge influx of middle eastern refugees, many, many of them men of fighting age, I can’t help wonder…are the others in the crowds the decoys? You should wonder too. It’s not immoral to care and protect your own. It’s immoral not to care for those who need your protection.

There are so many liberal christians spouting off verses from the Bible and applying them to taking personal risks and loving others. Is it truly loving to take away protection from some in order to give it to others? No, I will contend with that line of thinking as mere popular opinion and a neglect of the verses discussing taking care of the innocent, widows and orphans and especially neighbors which may be any of those, who we are called to love.

 

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Busy Hands

My hands are busy all day long. They do hard and wonderful things. I love my hands. Sadly they are damaged and overworked and both need surgery sooner than I had hoped. However I wanted to share some of the lovely and productive beauty they create and cultivate before they take turns being cut and wrapped. 😜