It’s Just A Bunch Of Hocus Pocus

Winifred Sanderson: My ungodly book speaks to you. On All Hallow's Eve, when the moon is round, a virgin will summon us from under the ground. Oh oh! We shall be back, and the lives of all the children of Salem will be mine!

[All three witches cackle]

Winifred Sanderson: Twist the bones and bend the back

Sarah, Mary Sanderson: Itch-it-a-cop-it-a-Mel-a-ka-mys-ti-ca

Winifred Sanderson: Trim him of his baby fat

Sarah, Mary Sanderson: Itch-it-a-cop-it-a-Mel-a-ka-mys-ti-ca

Winifred Sanderson: Give him fur black as black, just

Mary Sanderson: Like

Sarah: This!

October 

O hushed October morning mild,

Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;

Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,

Should waste them all.

The crows above the forest call;

Tomorrow they may form and go.

O hushed October morning mild,

Begin the hours of this day slow.

Make the day seem to us less brief.

Hearts not averse to being beguiled,

Beguile us in the way you know.

Release one leaf at break of day;

At noon release another leaf;

One from our trees, one far away.

Retard the sun with gentle mist;

Enchant the land with amethyst.

Slow, slow!

For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,

Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,

Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—

For the grapes’ sake along the wall.

Where The Wild Things Are

"Faith includes noticing the mess. the emptiness, and discomfort -- and letting it be there until some light returns." --Anne Lamont 

Motherhood. This is my job. The one I am blessed to do every damn day. It never ends. It is constant. I might feel stressed, overwhelmed, and exhausted at times -- but I will hold my tongue. Not give negativity any airtime. And only speak into existence words that help and not hinder me. There are moments when I fail and moments where I fall -- but I will not break. I can do this. And I can do this well.

The kids were feeling beyond frazzled today -- hopping into the car straight out of the doors from school in a funk. A heavy week of school weighing down on their souls. And I'm convinced that having TOO much electronic time makes them more moody - more frazzled - and causes more chaos than needs to be in our household. 

Being home only a few short hours from school - bringing in the weekend - and hearing my kids shouting at each other and one in tears - I decided to unplug everyone and take them out to the woods until the sun sets. 

I'm convinced that the crisp autumn air and the smell of pine can cure any funk -- and sure enough, it cured my kids. 

The boredom and the weight of the week melted away as they found magical wizard staff's and jumped into a good ole' sibling duel of magic and imagination. 

We soaked in the fresh air and watched the dead leaves drift down from the bare branches. 

Pretty great Friday night in my books.

xoxo,
Tiffany 

Autumn Is Here

dusk over the lake
clouds floating
heat lightning
a nightmare behind branches 
from the swamp
the odor of the ceder and fern
the long circular 
wail of the loon 
the plump bird aches for fish 
for night to come down

then it becomes so dark
and still
that i shatter the moon with an oar

**and we are finally kissing that dreaded Indian summer goodbye**

xoxo,
Tiffany

Putting Family First.

Something I read on Facebook this morning:

I was listening to the radio this morning and they were discussing how women used to fix a meal every night, serve the children, serve the man, and take care of the family. They were laughing and cutting up about how their wives struggle to even get a meal on the table today. It kind of made me sad. Somewhere along the way, women felt that putting the family first and taking care of them meant that they had no place in the world. When did loving your family and putting them first become a bad thing? Don't get me wrong, I'm always busy, I have worked full-time jobs, part-time jobs and sometimes not at all. I understand not being able to get supper on the table, eating leftover pizza, or food straight from the microwave. But come on, just because a woman decides to put her family first doesn't mean she doesn't have a place in the world.

"You have nothing in this world more precious than your children. When you grow old, when your hair turns white, and your body gets weary - - - when you are subjected to sit in a rocker and meditate on the course of your life, nothing will be so important as the question of how your kids have turned out. Do not trade your birthright as a mother for some bauble of passing value. The baby you hold in your arms will grow quickly as the sunrise and sunset of the rushing days."   - - - Gordon B. 

My thoughts on that. <♡

XOXO,

Tiffany

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#NowIsNow

"Stop waiting until you lose ten pounds, until you gain ten pounds, until you have kids, until your kids leave the house, until you start work, until you retire, until you get married, until Friday night, until Sunday morning, until you get a new car or home, until your car or home is paid off, until spring, until summer, until winter, until your song comes on, until you've had a drink...There is no better time than right now to be happy." ~Robert Westerburg.

Sometimes it can feel like we gotta tie up loose ends before life can really begin. Like everything in our immediate reach is a bit unfinished. Like we are just going thru the motions until we arrive at the starting line -- the part in our story where stuff finally takes off. Its so easy to think this way because often our days of Motherhood look more mundane & repetitive than we ever thought they would. Perhaps it seems like you are in a constant state of limbo, of endless waiting, of wondering 'what's next' -- only to stop and question it all. I have been there. So many times. Where I am in funk about wanting the other side but the side I'm actually on is MY LIFE & it's happening at this very moment. Nothing is more valuable than the NOW we have been given today. The present is truly as good as it gets.

The Eden church-sign is always catching my eye and usually whenever I need it the most. Maybe it's luck being so close to home. I constantly am forced to see the messages on my drive home. Or maybe it's coincidence - considering my Dad is buried in their cemetery. Maybe it's his way of reminding me to be patient -- something he knew I lacked.

The day I noticed the "latest" message on the board was this past week whenever we toured this gorgeous white farmhouse during our latest house hunting session. What was it I said on Instagram? Touring farmhouses are only growing my love for farms. My vision of the perfect house just keeps growing.

But that is another topic for another time. . .

Because today I wanted to share the latest of the road sign messages. I can't be the only person always looking for life signs.

xoxoxo,

Tiffany

p.s - this tree was next to the road sign and it is completely red. hello october vibes.