Oh, to live in a place where it is not 100 degrees every day. But you know what? When it rains all the time there is mold . . . at least that's what I keep telling myself. And all that temperate weather . . . sheesh. A little hardship makes you stronger, right? Anyway, our trip to the Northeast was a welcome break from the heat here, though we have now been back long enough to attend a family wedding (I did the flowers!) and everything. Both of the girls love love love the ocean. And their cousins.
Miss A and Baba feeding ducks at the Palace of Fine Arts in San Fran. The view out our window at the Berkeley City Club. Sea lions on the docks at Fisherman's Wharf.
After a trip to the Northeast to visit family, and a trip out to Berkeley for sis' graduation (with her PhD!!!), we have returned to the cauldron that is Central TX in July. This year more so than ever. Somehow our chickens survived our absence, despite their desire to brood and sit atop one another in the next box. The orchard is doing superbly, the persimmon tree even has six gorgeous fruit still dangling from it. The one fatality was our fig, which breaks my heart.
And I do realize that I have yet to announce here that my prolonged absence from this space has been due to my pursuit of Midwifery. A shift of gears, indeed. I am apprenticing with the midwife who helped me bring my two girls into this world, and have also enrolled in the Association of Texas Midwives midwifery training program. Standing on that incredible threshold of birth is such an awesome privilege. I am so excited and, for reasons that would take much too long to enumerate here, so convinced that this is the right path.
I am a mama, Certified Professional Midwife, dancer/choreographer, gardener, photographer-in-progress, collector, yogi, and lover of the quirky/wild/wierd/wonderful. Myself, two daughters, one dog, two rats, two hamsters, and an ever-changing number of fish reside in an old farmhouse on two limestone-ridden acres in the Hill Country of Central Texas.
My irrational obsessions include: bright blue borage flowers, embroidered pillows, tunics, vintage tablecloths, shoe lasts, rusted iron, my daughter's smile, and the sunshine on my face.