Oh Crumb… Let’s Unpack

Jackson darts behind the big oak tree as I rest my coffee mug in my lap, cupping it with my cold hands.

Gripping the tree he shoots up it like an watermelon shoots up in a pool of water.

This is one of my first friends in my new state.

Jackson, the chipmunk 🐿

I cradle my steaming cup of coffee in my lap and watch the rain pummel down on the outskirts of the balcony dripping off like wax from a candle.

The air is hot in the morning here. One of my new friends here, a older farmer, told me that the heat this year had been excruciating for his crops. And it’s no wonder, when I woke up I about thought I was in Florida.

Good gravy!

I have been discovering so many new and wonderful things while here. And I think one of my favorite things so far is my balcony. Oh it’s wonderful to sit out there with my coffee in hand or even sit out there typing looking up every once in a while to see Flopsy nibbling on the dewy grass.

Flopsy’s another new friend of mine a chubby rabbit that like to much on the weeds and now fallen leaves outside.

As I was unpacking yesterday I came across a box of china plates my dear mother had given me. The plates are the most beautiful china, I’ve seen. Oh my!

My mother received this beautiful china plates after she married my father all those years back and had saved them through all these years. I am so honored and grateful that she gave them to me.

In my space I have set up a little office prototype while the “packing room” gets cleared out.

I have my printer. I luckily found my ink for today. Which is going to be so helpful for my grant writing. My two pens, one black, one blue, and several three ring binders, in my attempt to be somewhat more organized this semester. Fingers crossed on that one. Heehee.

The rooster wind chime I bought in PA made the long journey with us too. Haha, it’s blowing in some fresh Minnesota breeze.

There was a pretty big storm last night that blew over my table outside. Maybe a microburst or something. Though I’m not familiar with MN weather.

My fiancé said that where he’s staying he could here the lighting coming down during the early AM hours. Eek!

About the water though. Oh, goodness, I’ve never seen so many ponds… oh I mean lakes. Gotta get my ponds and lakes straight. 😋

Wow, the water is so emerald it’s spellbinding and beautiful. The waters so still, with only the ripple of bugs and hungry fish coming to the surface, every now and then.

It’s a little nervous-wracking walking around in a new town, honestly. I know it’s just nerves and really probably no one is looking at me. It’s just I’m “the new kid on the block”so to say, and it’s a bit embarrassing.

Let me tell you, it’s hotter than Haydee’s out there today.

I’ve been musing over what dessert I should make. I think there’s definitely a celebration to be had with each of us getting jobs (mines volunteer, but still) and a new place. I think all of these are definite celebratory events.

Speaking of celebratory. My dear grandma gave me an instant pot that I’ve just been using the heck out a’. It is incredible folks.

I’ve been eyeing this recipe I found on a new food blog: Imagelicious.com. I’m waiting on tip toe to make this fabulously yummy recipe.

Instant Pot S’mores Latte

Thanks Jenny for having such an awesome cooking blog!

Anyhow, it’s instant pot s’mores latte. Oh my goodness friends. Wow, this sounds so yummy! ☺️

Bubbles on my Latte and Pink Polish

My pastel pink nails clink against my coffee mug as I tap out the melody coming over the radio. I boldly face all the controversy and problems that lay ahead one word at a time.

The letters fall across my keyboard like a scrabble board game.

I look down at my notebook that has a quote by Benjamin Franklin. “Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.” I really like this quote and try to live a bold life.

Yesterday, was the Assumption of Our Lady, one of my favorite feast days. When the mother of God wails in pain as she gives birth to a Son that will rule the nations. But meanwhile, there’s a red 12-headed dragon, ready to swallow the baby. Quite a

So I take this to mean, in my life, that there are certain things that I want greatly but also come with great sacrifices. Including my hope to go back to college. As I sip my coffee I think about the possibilities. I think about my words, written and spoken.

Dreams often have a way of blotting up your life. Like a loaded calligraphy pen, pressed too hard against the paper. Making a line but blurring in a hundred off spurts: directions. That’s what it seems like at least. Bizarre and Beautiful as long as you can see the beauty in simple things.

Today is Saint Stephen of Hungary’s feast day. St. Stephen led many battles and was married to King Henry II’s sister, Gisella of Ungarn. He founded monasteries and dioceses. He patron saint against the death of children and of stone cutters.

So with dapples of Catholicism and big dreams,received_626271504545193.jpeg I step boldly into my day.

 

God Bless my readers walk with courage and strength!

Magnificient27

The Pressing Solitude of Decisions

A decision pressed closely against the glass

Reverberates a prism of thought

Of connection.

Of dissonance.

A decision of solitude.

A decision of birth or denial.

A decision pressed closely against the glass

Strains its ugly ear to find you.

Strains into your deepest thoughts.

Listening, pressing close.

Making a crowd or closing in solitude.

A decision,

A decision.

Some say there’s choice.

I say there’s a decision.

Shakespeare said, “Life’s a play and we’re all but actors.”

A decision pressed closely against the glass. 

 

Here the truth lies bound up in thought.

A decision made.

A decision wrought.

Thankful for L.I.F.E.

I’ve been reflecting on life as it is for me. I was talking with one of my good friends the other day saying how I felt in a rut. But after reflecting on this I’ve accomplished so many of my goals in these past few months!

One of my goals was to become a barista which I am happily doing at this adorable little coffee company startup. It is amazing, the shop is fantastic. The couple that started it have a large family and the spouse, who’s a carpenter, made all the furniture inside! The neat thing about the shop is that the owners have their own personal roaster who goes down to Mexico and works with the people who grow the coffee. I am so impressed with there business and beyond happy to be working there!

I finally published an Ebook on Amazon. It’s called Falling to Daughter Zion.

Another of my goals was to start a blog. Well, ta–daa! Readers, I’ve been blogging to you for quite a while.

And last but not least I fell in love.

Perhaps that has been the spark for many of those goals aforementioned.

Hurrah, to accomplishments!

So, my dear readers stay tuned for my next list of goals.

OPA!

School and New Opportunities

The window was open last night which led to chilly dreams and not enough sleep. I am awake now and breathing in the delicious scents of coffee that fill my kitchen. Ahhh… home, what a wonderful place. I think there’s something about being from somewhere; like an innate feeling deep inside that just makes you feel nice. Your home might not be the nicest but there’s something about home that makes up for the discomfort. If that makes any sense at all.

Today I am teaching. Whoot! Whoot! At my grade school. Which in the past, honestly has been kind of rocky. But I guess one can expect that from a school where you had a lot of the same teachers growing up.

Last week, when teaching I had a kid trying to cut himself with scissors in art class and a boy peed his pants during recess. Teaching is an interesting and ever-changing occupation, let me tell you. New challenges every day.

Currently, I’m working on obtaining my bachelors. Hello, summer classes! I’ve honestly thought about going into teaching as a career. But I’m not sure it would make me as happy as say going into art or becoming an author.

But in the same breath, I suppose you could do both. Teaching seems pretty versatile now that I think about it.

Hurrah, I love accomplishing things people doubt I can do. Growing up I was an I.E.P. kid and put with special ed all the time. Sometimes I feel like my life thus far has been fledged with the “you’re not good enough’s.”

But as a T.B.I. survivor or anyone going through depression or turmoil it’s easy to doubt your greatness. So, I’m here to say Hurrah! You can do it, you’re amazing. Today, you’re going to set the world on fire! Don’t let the “I can’ts” and “If’s” get you down. You’re amazing, YOU WERE MADE TO DO THIS!

So as I can assume my school day will be crazy chaotic and I might need another cup of coffee afterward…

Coffee and smiles. Let’s live this chaotic life.

Have a beautiful day!

The Simple Beauty of Nature

As I stepped through the knee-high green grasses I breathed in the fresh air. It was cleansing as if giving the prairie a new birth. My father often says that the prairie changes her dresses for every season. The prairie is changing her dresses.

The fresh air streamed against the hanging white sheets billowing in the wind. The clothespins hanging them securely as if they knew the winds plan. The wind acts as a guide pushing us into the uncertain path stretched before us—life.

Life as we’ve known it. Our own traditions and preferences etched so carefully into our days.

 

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Watering flats in the hoop house

 

My life has been dappled with hard work and persistence. Honestly, I’ve had my nose to the ground getting all my various documents to my transfer college. I’ve also been assigned a new article to cover that is really got me on edge. It’s about a business. And not just any business but my family business. So that’s a tad stressful.

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Not your Average Farm Girl

As one can expect my nails, nowadays, have to be washed really well, when I’m done working!

The plants are growing really well in the house. The house that we start our seeds in is called the nursery house. Oh oops, that’s my bike in the background. Since my surgery, I’ve just had it in the hoop house on my trainer.

Speaking of exercise, let me tell you! Just yesterday I walked 9000 steps! And I have been keeping up with my ab and arm workouts. Seriously considering buying heavier weights. Which for me and my recovery is crazy amazing! I was excited at least.

So, to celebrate that and Friday night… haha, that’s a joke, Friday night is just another night here, just like any other.

To celebrate though, I treated myself to Amazon Prime video… and YES! A romance 🙂 Which honestly Prime is gonna have to pick up its step on their romance offerings, let me tell ya. It was called “A Little Bit of Heaven.” A serious tear jerker make sure you have a kleenex box handy.

And you know movies kinda call for a snack or dessert of some kind. But ya know a girl doesn’t want to feel too bad about eating somethin’ sweet. The whole terms “guiltless” or “healthy” seems to find its way into my recipe search constantly. Bahaha, I can’t say that some of my chocolate desserts have some pretty crazy ingredients in them!

So I made, Healthy Chocolate Mug Cake

The sun is streaming down outside and my college acceptance letter is waiting for me in the mailbox. I must tarry my friends, for now enjoy the summer’s coming and live BOLDLY

The wind is bristling the pines outside and farm work calls me.

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Pines

Hope you’re day is going splendidly!

Sincerely,

Magnificent27