It has been one of those seasons where everything feels like it's moving faster than me. The children's summer vacation is coming to a close in two short weeks which leaves me misty-eyed. We have been hopping back and forth from house-sitting and living with my amazing parents for the past three months and we most likely have two more months of the nomadic life to go. My garden, which started what feels like a couple of weeks ago as little seedlings on our kitchen table and countertops, has exploded, yielded food and provided most of our meals. With the help of this summer's scorching heat, it has decided it is tired and ready to soon make room for the autumn garden. My hopes to daily journal the crazy summer here in this space didn't happen. There were recipes to share, plants to swoon over, lessons learned that I don't want to re-learn next year, and that's not even bringing up all the goings on up at the house. That in itself is a whole bushel of posts that has yet to come about. Oh, and all the food preservation that went on in between. Yet, this little space has been more silent than ever, despite my best efforts.
All of a sudden, out of the blue, an idea grabbed me and wouldn't let go. This month, I dedicate to honesty. Busy as this season has been, I have found more time to be still in a way, (though my body never stops moving), to listen, to really see, and to contemplate so much. Gardening and preserving the harvest has allowed for this. These are the things I want to share about most this month.
Living in a place of intentional focus on what brings life is my approach to, well, life and blogging. I think sometimes it may come off as if life is perfect. It's not. I intend to continue to focus on the positive and not wallow in the negative. I'm happier that way. But I hope to bring a more holistic perspective starting this month. Let's go on this journey together, shall we? I'll give it some more thought today in the garden. We are in the throws of fall planting, you know. Potato, cabbage, parsnip, and fennel seeds are waiting to go into the ground and I really can't think of anything else until they do. I might be a little obsessed.