Summer Thus Far

It’s been a wonderful summer already, and by wonderful, I mean it in the truest sense of the word…full of wonder. We have had more adventures than we have packed into the last two summers combined. There has been plenty of opportunity for us to strengthen our family bond, and it feels good to be stepping into new waters together. More on that to come. But for now…a little glimpse into our summer thus far…

IMG_1918Jolly red clover blossoms collected by MoonHaven’s one-and-only 5-year-old wildcrafter….mix it with a little nettle from the apothecary and we get….
IMG_1919 fresh tea herbs for a mama with a new babe….oh how squishy his beautiful, little face is. New babies just have a way of refreshing anyone who comes within that precious newborn glow.
IMG_1923Rainy morning breakfasts have been few and far between, but we love the sound of the rain here, so we don’t mind when they make an appearance.DSCN0037Post-rain adventures…DSCN0039And now we hurry and scurry to prepare for our biggest festival of the summer. There are wood chips and glass bits a-flyin from Papa Bear’s shop, new baby maples to be transplanted by WildFlower, charcoal dust lingering from the incredible sketches by big brother, and I’ve been creating some braided headpieces to be worn with peace and love….

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I’ve missed this space!

 

Xo

HayMama

The Eclectic Gypsy: Festival #1

It’s day three since we’ve arrived home from our first-ever family vacation. Where some families would have rolled back into their previous lives just fine, packing in their camping gear at noon on check out day, going home to arrange everything back into order and head off to work the following day, well, that’s not us. By the time we packed in our tent trailer, tent, and all our crap, and took the kids for one last swim on the beach, the sun was setting, and when we finally climbed into the vans and checked the clock for the first time in five days, we realized it was 8:00pm. Lucky for me the boys took Monday off of work, so we eased ourselves slowly back to reality. And now here I am, Wednesday morning, still coming to terms with reality, here in my bed with coffee (it’s 10am). I could get up and unpack the piles of junk marking our home with signs of last week’s trip, or, I could write about it. (There’s only one catch. The photos, they’re few and far between, as in, I don’t have any. Sure I arrived at the campground with camera in hand, but alas, since this gal is new to me, I forgot her battery, plugged into the island in the kitchen. It turns out that any photos wouldn’t have done the trip justice anyways, since there are just some things that can’t be captured, no matter how spectacular one’s photography skills may be.)

Papa Bear and I set up shop for the first time this past week. Our living quarters were set up for camping and in front of our tenting, we set up our very own handcrafted items and various treasures that we’ve managed to collect on our travels. We’ve named ourselves The Eclectic Gypsy, given ourselves a slogan — righteous treasure for the travelling soul, and that’s it folks. We’re open for business. Good news for everyone here, our shop will be opening up in this space very soon, as soon as I figure out how to set it up, that is. We received a positive response from the small crowd at the festival we attended, but we also learned a lot about some aspects of our treasury that we plan to change in the future. loveislove

Just one of the hand painted signs I made for last week’s festival, a place where everyone was not only accepted, but celebrated. And there was music, all day long, and drumming at night accompanied by dancing to the beat of one’s own drum, wearing whatever one chooses to decorate one’s self with. How the world should be, really.

 

 

 

HayMama