A Summer of Intentional Living

Intentional SummerThis is our first summer in our new home, and it is already going by fast.

So I am trying to slow it down.

I take my time unpacking, deciding carefully on where the items should go, or if they should be donated.  I leave pictures off the walls until shelves are put up, and work on small DIY projects to make the space into our home.

We work on projects outside, moving thousands of rocks and putting in mulch, building a cut flower garden for our Princess, and trying out container vegetable gardening as we wait for time to put in the raised beds.  We watch the plants flourish, watering them from newly installed rain barrels.  And our children get so excited as they watch new flowers bloom or the peas reach higher towards the sky.

On nice evenings we eat out on the deck, watching the birds visiting the feeders not far away.  We sit and enjoy the peace, the children getting in a few more moments of play.

We take our time, and I listen to the breeze.

On a decently windy day the leaves of a neighbor’s trees rustle, their voices taking center stage.  A pair of ducks visit daily, feasting on the seeds the birds have shared.  And now and then a pheasant wanders through, or a deer.

I draw out the days and the moments, knowing there is so much I could do, but also knowing, that there is so much I would miss.

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About SFriant

A mom and wife trying to live deliberately and spiritually in a crazy world.
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