The ever so crafty and though-provoking folks over at FOLK Magazine have
posed a journal challenge about time this week:
"Reflect on the Meaning of Time."
Hmmm, I thought. Time. Something I never seem to have enough of.
After a recent surgery, however, I suddenly found myself with time. Lots of time.
Time alone (ok, there was an adorable pug nearby).
For the first few weeks
it was just about resting and reading. I caught up on five summer's worth of reading.
I went to bed early and listened to books on my Kindle.
As time progressed and I had certain physical restrictions, I had
Lots of thinking time.
I pondered my future, my career.
I love teaching.
But art has been calling.
Writing and photography.
Homemade wedding favors.
Vintage wares....my Etsy shop.
Art has been tugging at my heartstrings.
I thought about our organic raised bed garden.
I flipped through the glossy Baker Creek catalog,
carefully selecting seeds
for our garden:
Pumpkins and tomatoes. Peas and beans.
Eggplant and onions........
I tried to leave the TV off everyday, instead,
raising the shades and letting the sunshine's
encompassing rays keep me company.
I read my favorites every morning. I love reading blogs....keeping up
with people's lives, seeing what they
have decorated, watching families grow, lending an ear...being inspired.
Instagram Time (Nantucketdaffodil), and became a little obsessed.
Baking Time, and boy did my kids like this!
Crafting Time...food for the soul.
So if I could pick what
I would do all of the time...
I would grow this in endless fields
(although I am content with 30 plants):
I would style this:
and stage this:
I would spend days making fresh food from our garden:
and I would visit the zinnias more often...
I would craft hydrangea wreaths in every hue...
...and I would get lost in the pumpkin patch.
I would restock our little farmstand with organic treats....
I would walk through the
exploring the textures, the sounds....the silence.
I would welcome the seasonal changes...
...reveling in the heat or the color, the lost daylight....or the March wind....
...and most of all, I would spend every free moment with these two cuties.
I am so lucky that time
is on my side.
(all photos copyright Monica at Prince Snow Farm)