We’ve settled deeply into fall, stowing away the remaining tomatoes into the freezer for winter yumminess. Our daily routine has migrated indoors as a result of the fairly consistent rain, and we’ve added hot chocolate to our breakfast and some crustless pumpkin pie on occasion. And by we, I mean mostly me.
Sure, there are still plenty of chores to tend to in the gardens, beds to dig up and move, rocks to haul to create new borders, and potatoes to harvest, and that’s a good thing, since sometimes I need something to pull me outside until Im really ready to commence deep hibernation. The years when I had chickens to tend to twice daily in the dead of the winter, were the best winters for my spirit, and ever since, I strive to get outside regularly to keep away the dark day blues.
At the beginning of the week, the kids and I dipped some beautiful leaves in some warm beeswax to hang in the kitchen. I love the practice of bringing the outdoors in, no matter what the season. We consistently have a bouquet of something, whether it be cedar branches, dried grasses and queen anne’s lace, sunflowers, or leaves displayed in corners of our home.
Bringing the outdoors in, helps to keep us grounded and connected to something magnificent yet simpler than the hustle and bustle which easily consumes our days. It can be so satisfying to treasure something simply for its beauty. Beauty has long been unappreciated and looked upon as only frivolous, but I urge you to question what life would look like without beauty. What joy would be left if not for the glow of a sunset, the texture of new fabrics, without colour and vibrancy that a simple coat of paint can bring?
And you must know by now how I hate boring.
My hope for the coming Thanksgiving weekend is to give into a bit of beauty and enjoyment. Although we’ll be busy, tackling some important old farm/ new farm projects ( a reference to my husband’s favourite childhood story), I expect that there will be yummy eats and good times shared amongst our family unit, perhaps at a nature-inspired table with a fresh cloth, pressed leaves, and some beeswax lingering in the air.
Tips to successful beeswax-dipped leaves
- Warm your wax in a pot dedicated to wax only. Beeswax can messy and doesn’t clean well from dishes, though sometimes popping a wax-coated object in the freezer helps with removal
- Gently dip your leaves in the pot of warm wax and lay on parchment paper or a silicone baking sheet to dry. We attached some thread to the ends of the leaves so that we could easily fish them out of the pot without burning out fingers.
- When your wax begins to harden in the pot, simply pop back on the stove for a few minutes
- Gently remind children that the pot and its contents are very hot and that they must be very cautious
- Once dry, they will last for a number of months, colour and all. We even use them on our Christmas tree.
- That’s it…enjoy
Asking myself, what do I have control over?
The strangest thing I’m experiencing during this isolation are the strong, opposing feelings which are becoming a part of everyday life. I’m sure I cant be alone in this.
A bit of homeschool panic
notes from the inside…well, kinda
A thing I’ll be doing to document this strange period in our history.