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Here is the back story:

Rob’s father owns a cabin about 12 miles from our home. He has owned it some 40 years I guess. He built it from the ground up.

Fast forward to recent past:

They are ripping the cabin down. The cabin where my husband spent a great deal of his childhood. The cabin my FIL built. Tearing it down. They are putting in it’s place a new fangled fancy cabin that they have to dig into the hillside to put up.

Kindly, though, his father is letting ROB do the tear down. The tear down includes a 12’x10′ shed that we are going to use for a new chicken coop. The old coop is going to be a tool shed. The rest of the cabin is going to be reconstructed as a barn and the screen porch is going to go onto the South side of our home-we’ll cut in a door from the family room to access it.

Rob brought the 12’x10′ home today and began reassembling it in it’s place in the yard.

Old coop and new coop side by side prior to reassembly

Space leveled

Platform is set and leveled

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Three and a half

Four!

So that’s the deal for now. I have other stuff to write about, but not just yet. I’ll post photos as things progress. I’ll even try to post photos of the cabin deconstruction. It’s been a time since I posted anything, but I have been busy. The slow down months are here, which means LOTS of knitting, LOTS of soups and breads, LOTS of tea, and a little bit of blogging.

I have missed it.

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a couple of photos for showing progression. These photos are also on my flickr and have notes if you’d like to read them 🙂

Blank canvass: the appointed homeschool wall in the diningroom

The Project Plan

Some of the colors

Today’s progress: I ran out of paint. I have to get more tomorrow and finish up the chalkboard portions. I am enjoying this project and the envisioning of the end product. This is going to be fantastic. Just wait until you see my perpetual calendar after the tape comes off tomorrow! I’m excited!!

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Sometime in the wee hours this morning, or late last night, our farm had an arrival

Pretty little Alpine girl kid. Yippee! Milk in June and the Circle turns again!

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The debate ensued tonight between Rob and I regarding the sacredness of human life versus nonhuman life. I strongly believe that Human life is the most sacred, and for many reasons. He thinks that life is life is life is life is life…..his life is no more important than a cow’s life, or a chicken’s life.

By his reasoning I cannot see the reason he is not a vegetarian at least, vegan at extreme. I read someplace that his line of reasoning should denote just that…such a view ought to quell his taste for the flesh of an animal. Our farm should only be vegetables.

I believe Human life is the most sacred of all life. I beleive this because 1) as humans our brains are evolved to the point of knowledge 2)we have free will 3)we are not driven by instict alone 4)we contribute to the advancement (and sometimes decay because of our knowledge,) of society and our race of animal in general 5)we are the only animal to have a concept of the afterlife.

I honestly think his notion is foolish and I have told him so. I think it is defeatist, self loathing and martyr-like. He has spoken to the effect many times of hating being human. That he is ashamed of it. I cannot understand this viewpoint at all. To be so self loathing as a human. Yikes.

This debate got sparked because of an episode of “Friends”. It’s the episode where Phoebe finds a cat and thinks it is her dead mother reincarnated. I do believe in reincarnation, but I do not believe we reincarnate as other animals, only as humans. Rob mentioned that he’d enjoy coming back as a sea otter or a May fly. He went on to explain the May fly. He said in the span of 24 hours the May fly is born, eats, has sex, and dies. The span of human life in 24 hours. Tell me that is not self loathing and defeatist.

How does a person come to his conclusion? He hasn’t the ability to tell me, so I ask you all, fair readers. Do any of you hold to this line of reasoning?

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Grace yesterday showed interest in forming her own BOS/L and learning about Tarot. I found a children’s ezine that features a different Trump card each edition (it’s a Pagan kids ezine, I’ll post the link later) and has a children’s looking Tarot card. I copy and pasted the photos of the first 16 Trumps and printed them out on card stock so Grace can start learning.

She has a Fae oracle already that I gave her years ago but she is really really wanting to be able to read.

Since she expressed an interest in a REAL BOS/L I started doing to digging online for things a kid might want to stick in a BOS/L. I’ve got links to coloring pages, Pagan kids wordfinds, kids spells, rituals, meanings behind the magick explained just for kids. I am thrilled and so is she!

So this coming week I am going to go get her a three ring binder and some clear sheet covers so she can start her BOS/L. This’ll be an interesting thing to see happen. She adores Isis and has since she was about 2. She also adores, interestingly, Medusa. She had a dream at about 3 and asked me the next day if there was such a goddess that had spaghetti hair. I asked her if she was sure it was spaghetti and she said, “well, no, they had heads.” So I asked her if they might be snakes and she said yes! I was really quite shocked. So Isis and Medusa. An interesting combination.

Zoe has taken to putting water into jars then letting markers soak in the jars making “potions” that Rob and I have stepped in quite a number of times after she has poured them out in doorways to “keep out the bad things”. I am quite amused.

Deg is my energy anchor. That is as much as I know about him in his spiritual existence thus far.

Rune is here by me constantly. I am told he’ll be here until I pass through the veil. Both of my sons seem to cherish me. I’ll take that 😉

I have learned that when children are not indoctrinated or when children that ARE indoctrinated are given 5 minutes to be left to their own devices, they cling to nature. They cherish and worship nature.

Grace got baptised as an infant, something that even as a Catholic, I was against as it never made sense to me. It’s fire insurance for the old church biddies. This is the readon my grandmother baptised me in her bathroom sink at only a couple of days old as my mother lay in the hospital near death after heammoraging. She feared my Lutheran father might not have me baptised Catholic, thus condemning my pour infant soul for all eternity. I love the sentiment behind that story, but the dogma is frankly absurd.

Since Grace’s baptism, I have not instructed her in any tradition, Christian, Pagan, or otherwise. She is honestly kept out of most of my spiritual practice sans for a family ritual at a Sabbat, or if a pet dies, the funerary that goes into their passing. that she has made her direction at this phase in her life to be cherishing the Earth and loving the Goddess is astounding to me!

An example of the notion I mentioned above is one I noticed in the documentary “Jesus Camp”. The little dancer girl was on the deck during a rain shower. She wanted to go out into the rain and her mother said no, but then relented for about ten seconds. The girl would not come out of the lightly falling rain when her mother bid her in. The look of pure bliss and spirit about the girl became quite clear. I could see her cherishing being pure spirit and relishing in nature. Nature was her only care, her only god, at that very moment in time. Allowed to just be, she clung to nature.

I am so thankful my children live in the place they do. They are allowed to just be, every single day. They are allowed to find their own path and be pure spirit. They are able to find Goddess and God in everything they do and all on their own with no meddling from anyone. How can a person take that from a child, calling them “willfull”. I’ll take a willfull child over a broken child any day of the week. Broken children come tomy house and their will comes back even if only fleeting. My heart cries for those children.

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I am becoming certified….YAY! So instead of just being a birth advocate and loving attendant for pregnant friends, I can actually call myself a certified post partum doula! I will also go after becoming a labor doula as well, but I have a full plate right now between the PPD and my AAMI studies.

So some girlfriends of mine and I are going to be getting together to write a wimmin’s zine. I am so thrilled at the idea of a zine dealing with wimmin’s issues! I have one friend who has had a baby thus far at home, so she and I have commonalities to write about! YAY!  I am not sure when we will get together, but I hope soon. I have the perfect space for us all to gather for dancing, drumming, thinking, talking and writing.

I have been back at teaching bellydance now too! We have four weeks under our belt and now Connie and I are choreographing a short routine for the ladies to learn in the last 4 weeks. We will have a little hafla on the 30th. The idea behind our classes is troupe formation. We have two ladies who we are going to invite for further learning and to join the troupe. I am so excited about it! The greatest thing is that Connie and I both took our instruction from the Cassandra School! Our instruction was 25 years apart, but the same instruction nonetheless. Another great thing is that her style and mine are different, so routines will never be the same boring thing over and again. She is more traditional, as Cassandra is more traditional. I am more American Tribal Style, as my bellydance study has lead me that direction. It flows for me with regard to my personality as well as why I dance-the spirit of it. The Goddess dance if you will.

I am glad it is fall. THings are slowing down. We are getting our cold frames in, we are setting up for goats before the snow flies, and getting the house cleaned out before cold forces us inside with clutter. de-cluttering stinks, but is so worth it. After we have decluttered, I can take out my slow season crafting, like needlepoints, tea towels, aprons, dresses, etc. I love the cold months for their slow down.

I will have a video series up in a little bit about tea staining. I found a cutsie dress at Target on sale last weekend. It’s Isaac Misrahi for Target. I stained it this morning and it is hanging dry right now. I have some other alterations to do to it, namely taking it in as it is too big…waaaaay too big, as well as adding sleeves and a little trim and making a petticoat to go with it. I am very excited about this dress. I have a certain 40’s farmwife vision in my head when I see the end product in my head. Just you wait!

Off to nurse Zoe to nap and get Grace upstairs to clean her very messy playroom. Then out to tend the chickens. I have rock to throw down around the fencing and eggs to collect and kitchen scraps to feed them (They love treat time!)

More to come….

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Go check it out….just so this blog doesn’t become a ‘mommy-blog’ (yuck, I hate that term.)

http://womonandsprout.wordpress.com/

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