Books, Writing, & The Cozy Life
On Fridays I share a few pictures and thoughts from the week. Today will be short and sweet because it's been a busy week and I haven't taken too many snapshots. But the banner picture shows a heron that's been hanging around the last few weeks and I finally managed to whip out my camera... Continue Reading →
Whatever happens,those who have learnedto love one anotherhave made their wayinto the lasting worldand will not leave,whatever happens.This Day: Collected & New Sabbath Poems, Wendell Berry You're right - I still haven't finished my book of poetry by Wendell Berry. This poem (which again appeared in the knick of time for today's post) is at... Continue Reading →
I like to share pictures from the week on Fridays. We've spent a TON of time outside this week -- it is looking and feeling beautifully fall-like around here!
I spend all week reading a poem or two a day, thinking that I won't find the perfect one to share on Sunday. And then - it arrives. Just in the knick of time. I would not have been a poetexcept that I have been in lovealive in this mortal world,or an essayist except that... Continue Reading →
We are headed into the weekend and today I'm sharing just a few pictures from the week -- mostly of the kids playing in the dirt. Bug is almost looking at the camera!Birdie and BearBear in the potato patch (potatoes are dug up)Birdie with the wheelbarrow (and barefeet)My view this week - a basket of... Continue Reading →
Last Friday I shared that I'm working hard to put together a space in the basement for sewing. I mentioned the display cases along two walls that the previous owner used for displaying Matchbox Cars (or maybe they were Hot Wheels? I can't say for sure) and how difficult it's been for me to figure... Continue Reading →
What do the tall trees sayTo the late havocs in the sky?They sigh.The air moves, and they sway.When the breeze on the hillIs still, then they stand still.They wait.They have no fear. Their fateIs faith. BirdsongIs all they've wanted, all along.This Day: Collected & New Sabbath Poems by Wendell Berry An introduction to today's post... Continue Reading →
Friends, we've made it to another Friday. There seems to be no reprieve from heartache, injustice, and fear this year; yet I'm trying to do my job as a mother: to give my children a safe and cozy place to learn and grow and to live a life that makes the world a better place. There's a lot of work to do. But on Fridays I share some of the pictures I've taken throughout the last week and write a few words about what's been going on around The Cozy Burrow, so let's catch up a bit.
Hi Friends, Today I'm checking in about some changes I'm making in the comments section of my blog. In the past, I've always replied to everyone directly in the comment section so that my response is visible to anyone else who reads the comment section. I like doing this because I hope it will spark... Continue Reading →
At least, I hope that Wendell Berry is writing about hope in this poem, because otherwise it feels as though life might be pretty useless. So I'm going to cling to the few sentences of hope that I see in this poem because it's been another gut-wrenching week all around. Here by the road where... Continue Reading →
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