Let it snow, let it snow, let it… woof?

Twas a snow day at Havenknoll
And all through the house
My fuzzies were sleeping
and couldn’t be roused

(okay so Lacey was more like a little kid that kept looking out the windows)

(and not wanting her pics taken)

(and Adelaide was more interested in purring at the birds, but hey, I’m trying to rhyme here! and no this pic isn’t upside-down)


Their paws were all curled up
To keep them all warm
While I spread some bird seed
and fed birds in the storm.

(I love the Tufted Titmouse’s little mohawk!)

And then Otto decided he had to check out a noise, and it turned out to be one of my neighbors 4-wheeling in the snow, so then he had to go bark at the neighbor to make him (or her, whoever was so bundled, I couldn’t tell who it was) go away.

See his hackles?

Get off my property!!!

Mo-om, why won’t you come bark with us?!?

GET OFF MY PROPERTY!!!

yeah, they totally weren’t feeling my poem and snow day coziness. *sigh*

Epiphany! Epiphany!

I’ve had an epiphany! Well, actually everyone can have this one… Today, January 6th, is Epiphany on the church calendar, and I finally get to move my wise guys (er, wise men) to the manger so they can present their gifts. They’ve been hanging out on the opposite end of my mantle all Advent and Christmas.

See how far away they are?

Oh look! They’re halfway there!  That poor wiseman in front seems to be making the journey on his knees! now that’s dedication.

Everyone’s together… though Mary’s very tired of kneeling waiting for the wisemen, and the shepherd’s thinking that sheep on his shoulders is getting really heavy right about now…

I love Epiphany, and I have heard our new church celebrates with a traditional English Christmas Dinner following the service.

Tonight’s a special service too because it marks the official beginning of St. Francis and St. Joseph’s joining together. Sort of like a marriage of churches is taking place tonight. And then, yummy food! I’m excited :-)

An epiphany is also what I’m seeking this year as I move fully into this in-between time. Even though my big transition became official in June, it’s taken me until now to sort of adjust to being in this place, and then try to start seeing what this space is for (for more on the transition, read my newly completed about page).

So today marks the official beginning of a year of something different, a year of being okay with not being in vocational ministry, a year of hopefully coming to a better understanding of my calling, and where I go from here. A year of just being, and just being me, with the only expectations being that I live up to my advertisement and take good portraits of people :-) so far, so good. A year of getting to know the new members of our congregation, and them getting to know me (watch out St. Joe’s! I’m not your normal pastor’s wife. I’m giving you fair notice 😉 )

A year of building the new friendships that have finally emerged for me after the move to Nashville, and a year of getting to spend more time hanging and chatting with the old friends that are so dear to me.

And after this year, who knows? But I’m excited. I hope you’ll come along for the ride, companions and conversation partners in this new journey.

Now, I’m hungry… lunch for me!

Let me not to the marriage of two blogs… How I met my husband part 1

I’ve been inspired by a new favorite blog of mine to tell the story of how my husband and I met here on my blog. It’s something I’ve been meaning to do for a while, since the truth of the matter is, I owe my blog a deep debt of gratitude for finding my husband.

If you’ve been reading my blog for any time at all (like gavin), you’ll know that my husband and I both keep blogs. Mine, well, that’s what you’re reading (*gasp* I know) and Jody (my husband) is Quo Vadis, a blog he’s been keeping for at least as long as I’ve been blogging (at deepsoil or in one of deepsoil’s incarnations as a blogger blog, a typepad blog, a wordpress self-hosted blog, and now Wayfaring Artist).

But what most of you don’t know (cue strings and waltzes) is the roll that our blogs had in bringing us together.

One night in January of 2005, I was bored and going through my stats to see who was linking to me. Now, I do have to be somewhat bored to actually go check links, especially as this was a time when I got a lot more traffic than I do now. And I found a link to this blog that I didn’t recognize, and headed over. It was Jody’s, albeit then a blogger blog, and he had posted on something I found interesting, plus when I clicked on his blogger profile I found a pic of him with eyes that absolutely made me melt, but when I decided to im him to discuss his blog post, it had nothing to do with the whole melting thing… Really, it was just an intellectual interest in a topic we’d both been researching.

So we talked via instant message and after we got off two hours later, I was sort of reeling with the fantastic conversation we’d just had. But I didn’t want to read anything into it, and all, so I figured I just wait and see what happened.

He didn’t get on line again for four days…

(to be continued)

In the meantime… How I met my husband Part 2

*originally published in February 2008.  I’m bringing it onto this blog because I intend to actually finish the story over the next couple of months 😉