Time for a rambling blog post!
To my relief, Jonny is not going to law school this fall. It was feeling like a bad time, especially with the paycut that has us both working so much. I’m not sure it would have been feasible. Maybe Jonny doesn’t really need to go. Maybe just having made it on the waitlist at Georgetown is enough? Last night he said, “Since I was on the waitlist at Georgetown, I’m pretty much an attorney, and one of the best in the country.”
What? That’s not how it works? Well, maybe he’ll try again next year.
Last Monday, I took all the kids to the river because Silas was desperate to go fishing. I begged all three older boys to come and help keep everyone alive. Having been home so much for the past few months, I’m just not used to getting out like I was. Taking a bunch of children to a river would have stressed me out anytime, and I typically don’t take trips like this without Jonny’s help. My main concern must have actually been finding a parking spot for our giant van, because once we arrived and parked I felt fine. There is a long walk down to the river along a wooded path, and everyone helped to carry supplies. Seth even carried Mabel. If you know Seth, you know that’s not typical. Everything went well, and the trip felt like a victory until the following day when Silas couldn’t find one of his shoes. Early this spring, with thrift stores closed because of the pandemic situation, I started searching online for summer shoes for my four younger kids. I managed to find them all Keen sandals for under $30 a pair (I think the trick is buying unpopular colors?) Those sandals are Silas’ only decent shoes. So when he told me that he thought that he must have dropped one of them on the way back to our van from the river, I was very unhappy. I thought about that shoe a little obsessively and four days later, after running a few errands, I went back to look for it. I knew it was highly unlikely that I’d find it but I had to try. Larkspur and Beatrix were with me, and they complained heartily about my walking speed. I am a fast walker, especially when I’m on a mission. We made it to a creek that crosses the path near the spot where we went fishing and I started looking. Silas had set down the pail containing his shoes there (Why weren’t they on his feet? Why do I even buy him shoes?) and thought that might have been where he dropped it. Larkspur spotted the shoe in a tree near the creek where someone must have put it. I couldn’t believe it! I’m really glad that I can move on to obsessing about something other than a missing shoe now. I haven’t decided yet what it will be, but I’ll let you know.
I am easing my way back into doing a little bit of fermenting in the kitchen. For the first time in ages, I am making water kefir. I go in and out of fermenting phases, mostly out in recent years. I ordered my grains on Amazon (directions were included) and they came ready to go. I find water kefir much easier to maintain that other fermented beverages and I prefer the flavor as well. My favorite way to drink it is to add the juice of one lemon to every four cups of kefir after the first ferment and then let it sit and get fizzy for a day or so. I do remember having a bottle explode all over my kitchen once, so I am careful to pop the cap open regularly. If you are interested in getting into fermenting, water kefir is a very easy place to start.
My best news is that our cats, Intruder and Rosie, have moved back home after spending the winter with our neighbors. It was an awkward situation and I am just so glad that they are back with us. Intruder is my best gardening buddy. He’s definitely way better than those crazy ducks that I thought would want to hang out with me in the garden. They scatter if any of us take one step towards them. A friend suggested that maybe they would be calmer if we had a drake. Any opinions?
Jonny and I have been milking Tilly every morning for the past couple of weeks and today was the first day that it wasn’t a total battle. He does the actual milking (I can’t for the life of me milk a goat) and I help hold her while speaking in soothing tones. I was starting to worry that things would never get better and I’m so thankful that she’s starting to accept the process. I am filling the freezer with her milk and I just received a big order of essential oils in the mail, so I’ll be making lots of soap! My next shop update will have my last three batches of Greta Goat’s Milk Soap and I’ll be introducing Tilly Goat’s Milk Soap in about a month.
I’ve been working hard the past few weeks to get summer playsilks stocked in my shop. They are listed now, and I am planning a small shop update for Friday at 2 p.m. ET. I’ll post a preview here Friday morning. There will be mordanted yarn for dyeing, worsted weight natural gray wool yarn (the same that I am knitting Mabel’s Puddle Duck in), goat’s milk soap, stitch markers, sachets, and indigo dyed head (or neck) scarves.