It’s hard to believe it is the last week of October. This month is slipping by so quickly, this shoulder month when days flicker between feeling summery and wintry. We play outside so much during this month and want to soak up every minute of it. The way the light seems somehow richer, golden, playful. The sound of the dry leaves clattering to the ground, the crisp air, pumpkins sprinkled everywhere. I’m slowly trying to make headway on home projects, mainly getting more organized inside our home. I’ve struggled to feel at home here, and I’m eager to hang pictures and find homes for every little thing, making sense of the space we have. Something in me longs to make a beautiful, simple, and inviting home for my family and also anyone else who comes into our home. It often feels overrun by the chaos of books and papers, toys and random articles of clothing that have been dispensed of. Such is life with small children, but still we can’t give up entirely. Children inherently love cozy–waking with tousled hair and pulling a chair up by the fire in the early morning dark. Happily digging through the bin of winter hats and gloves and finding their old favorites once again. Setting up little homes outside and in, building forts in with fallen limbs and creating elaborate block fortresses. I think of these words from Edith Schaeffer:
In spite of wilting leaves after a period of time, the memory of that table is as vivid as if it had painted on canvas. Indeed, the memory of even short-lived beauty makes it worthwhile to take time and energy to provide a background of beauty for the human relationships developing in your home. Children growing up in an atmosphere where beauty is considered an important part of daily life cannot help being inspired to develop their own original ideas in these areas, nor can they help being prepared to live aesthetically themselves.
-The Hidden Art of Homemaking
The reality is life isn’t always beautiful, even in our own homes where we long to create a haven and a rest from the cruel and dark world. So this work is hard, plodding, slow, marked by repentance and effort and dependence on God.
This year we’ve done some of our usual fall traditions: picking apples, visiting a farm, painting pumpkins, leaf rubbings. What are some of your favorite fall traditions? I’m slowly getting back into my knitting rhythms, so very happily. I’ve cast on for Philippa’s birthday sweater (her birthday is one month from today!) with that lovely shepherd’s wool, and I have so many ideas for each of the kid’s birthdays and christmas this year. Brandon (with the help of my dad) brought home a free play gym that they disassembled from a neighbor’s yard, and we have plans to reassemble and fix it up soon as part of the children’s christmas present. Many projects on the go, many still to come, while we spend our days doing school, reading books, collecting and making pretty things. The very best time of year is still to come, and I’m wanting to clear our home and hearts, preparing and making room for the happiest season of celebrating birthdays and Christmas.