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Well, time keeps getting away from me.
There are many things to be accomplished by me and only one me to do the accomplishing.
We’re moving children, stuff, dogs, chickens, goats, and all. Plus, my eldest needs the computer to complete work on his 3M Young Scientist Challenge entry.
So, until then, I wish you all the best!
One should never waste time.
The hours are the bricks, and the moments are the mortar used to build our lives, laid one at a time.
We went to see a woman about some goats. Two goats. Two adorable little pygmy doelings.
Yes, we’re adventuring into the world of agriculture.
Why not? We have the space and the time, after all.
My grandparents were raised to grow their own fruits, veg, and livestock. My father’s family raised cattle, and he participated in 4H (I believe, raising and showing sheep). My husband’s family, well, we’re moving to his grandmother’s place–filled with fruit trees and a pasture. Enough said.
I want to teach my children about responsibility and life in abundance. That’s not something easily learned through dependency on the local Walmart.
The more I’ve learned about modern practices, the less comfortable I am, ethically, with the way our food is produced.
I don’t mind eating meat. I could never be a vegetarian, but I’m not sure I’m comfortable knowing I’m eating the product of genetically modified suicidal seeds or chickens which have been altered to be nothing but breast-meat.
Maybe it has to be that way.
Maybe it is progress, and my revulsion shows my lack of modernity.
Whatever the case, we have the luxury of space and proper zoning at the new house, and plan to take full advantage of it.
I just spent about an hour picking the brain of the woman selling the goats. A very nice, fellow Catholic woman with an amazing number of healthy animals.
I think my children wanted her to adopt them.
Thankfully, they were satisfied with a few hand fulls of fresh fruit from her trees instead.
She was kind enough to point me in the direction of the local 4H, hunting and agriculture learning resources for children–a perfect fit for my homeschooling brood.
We love being surrounded by life in this household.
The lima bean plant that came home with my middle son from preschool lived at our house for a year and a half and vined up one of the window blinds in the living room.
We love things that grow and live and breathe.
My goal, is to raise children who love and appreciate life–it’s fragility and abundance. I want them to understand nature, science, and survival–every bit as much as I want them to know history and mathematics.
I want them to embrace the fullness of life. And I think that means, for me at least, trying to surround them with living things: They need to climb the trees, they need to swing from the branches, they need to pick the fruit, and they need to dig their hands in the dirt and plant the seeds.
Because really, the distinctions we make, and the lines we draw between “subjects” are a human invention. In reality, life, art, science, literature, and music intertwine. They are all integral parts of the whole.
I honestly never thought I would be this “old school” about life in general.
What an adventure it is.
Here are our goats, as yet un-named. (I don’t expect that to last very long…)
