Much of the writing I do on here all gets done in one day. I’ve learned to work the schedule button so the blog seems to get updated regularly. Not that I am under any delusions that it gets read. And that’s okay. Because one day it will. I’ve learned that even though most of our lives are spent living, there is something about the recording of the process, and the sharing of the hope that inspires community. I know this is true for me. Many of the things I do, I do because I read them somewhere else first. We must encourage each other by our actions and our words. Because in some cases we would not be aware of the actions without the words.
There has been a whirlwind of energy circling through here the last two weeks. So much going on, and I keep making notes to myself to post about it. But they don’t get much further than that because a new task forms and another day passes.
Right now we are once again in the midst of a destructive wildfire burning its way through the lives of loved ones. Family, friends, and strangers alike flee their homes, taking what there is time for, which is next to nothing and then leaving up to prayer. Over 360 homes have been destroyed in the Black Forest area. An acquaintance prominent in our beekeeping world lost everything. Niko and I both shed tears for he and his family. The devastation is immeasurable and presently there is only five percent containment.
I feel very emotional this time around. Perhaps because we were evacuated last year for the Waldo Canyon fires and I can feel the anxiety of my loved ones being affected now. I don’t know. It’s too much.
And while the lives of six chickens may seem minimal to the present destruction, we were devastated to wake up to find that our six chicks had been killed by a raccoon. Niko found them. That is all I’ll write about that right now. We are sad.
I will work to update what I can. There is much farm news to share. Hive openings. Goat heel trimming. Bee stings (in the eye!). Green growing things, etc. There is a possibility that it may wait until July as I am busy with product prep for a music festival I am participating in at the end of the month. Between that, the fires, farming, and just being grateful to be with my family, I am spent.
Wherever you are, whatever you are doing, remember to find gratitude in something. There is always something to be grateful for.