Our nature names and totems.
American mink, Meadow vole, Canada lynx, Red fox, American kestrel, Whitetail deer.
We have been collecting, gathering, planning. This project of ours has been many weeks in the planning. And, at long last, we settled down for a sunny afternoon project on the deck.
Rocks into glass.
Potting soil. Fern.
A succulent or two.
Sand. Brightly colored Oxalis.
Add an airplant and a touch of moss…and Voila!
Our own tabletop terrariums. Complete with grazing buffalo, of course!
“He is coming,” whispers Hare.
“Who is coming?” Wolf asks.
“Bear Noel!” Hare cries.
from Bear Noel by Olivier Dunrea
Nuts and seeds.
Berries and sugar.
Across the snow.
Wait and hope.
Four kids, running through the house, can sometimes lead to a bit of extra creativity on the parenting front. During the recent Thanksgiving visit with our cousins, we decided a little bit of care for the birds was in order.
Simple, easy, and of course messy!
Paper towel or toilet paper rolls.
Spread, smear, roll and hang!
And now, as the snow begins to fall again and the temperatures dip lower, we rest easy, knowing our little feathered friends have a bit of extra seed in their bellys when they sing up at the winter sky.
Here we are in the midst of our January thaw. Luxurious 40 degree days, sun slanting through the south windows at midday. Dripping eves, puddles, and friendly warming sounds out our door. As expected, our tiny feathered friends gather regularly on the branches of our lovely Christmas tree. The binoculars have a (semi)-permanent spot on our picture window ledge. We’ve been motivated to fill the feeders more frequently, and just this week decided to make our guests a special treat. We made a modified batch of suet from this recipe, then had fun squishing and pressing.
We realized, as we adorned the tree, that only the top half of the tree could hold our “ornaments” as another, larger, friend of ours came sniffing. As we move on with winter and the clouds, the snow, the cold return, we hope these treats will help sustain our many sweet friends.
Wreath making is a fun memory for us, shoulder to shoulder weaving and breathing evergreen. With the nostalgia of the season, these may be near the top of our crafty wish-list. But with winter celebrations, family visits, and life with littles they are certainly not on the top of our to-do list. So this year, a new tradition was devised.
A quiet walk in nature. This year along the river.
Talking, laughing, gathering, Resting on the bank.
And something beautiful to bring home and enjoy through the season.
Remember those beautiful white husks we saved a few months ago from the indian corn we grew in our garden?
We had a bit of fun with them last week. We made a family of dolls to adorn our Thanksgiving table.
Wet. Tie. Fold. Twist. Tie. Fold. Tie!