Our Father's Day got off to a rocky start, but after we'd all had a nap everyone was much, much happier. People who are far more eloquent than I have written amazingly touching tributes to the fathers in their lives in celebration of the day. All I can say is that I am so very blessed and grateful that my son has Steve for a dad. At every turn he shows me, once again, that he is capable of kindness, humility, and love beyond measure. He requested a strawberry rhubarb pie as his treat for the day. So, a strawberry rhubarb pie he did receive.
Other highlights from the week's end:
- I joined some friends in a trip to a local farm and made arrangements to begin procuring some of our food items directly. It has been a very long time since I've been on a working farm and I had forgotten the realness of it all. The dirt and the smell and the omnipresence of cycles of life and death. It felt full of honesty.
- Our weekly trek to the Farmer's Market to pick up our CSA share. The Farmer's Market has become our social outing of the week. We inevitably see everyone we know while we're there, which is wonderful. It makes us feel like we're part of a community.
- I cut out the pattern for my first sewing project (with the exception of burp cloths and wipes) in a year and a half and my very first sewing project ever to use a pattern.
- A little bit of weeding was done in the garden, but really only the littlest of bits.