Friday, May 13, 2011

Garden ideas coming to life!

 New bird bath with rainbow flower garden!
      Tea garden begins...still looking for chamomile, bergamot, jasmine,& stevia to plant...
 "Berryville"~everbearing strawberries,logan berries, & raspberries
 Fun decor in thr herb garden...chives will be all over this bird cage
 FREE vintage tricycle now home to a lovely little terra cotta!
 Jumbo "wonder pumpkins" labeled by our 1st grader...
 hung the handmade garden swing (with grandpa's help:)
 Bean pole tee pee planted...now to wait patiently!   (we've also got a sunflower house growing!)
A couple hanging flower pots...now for comfy front porch seating!  (still deciding...porch swing? bistro set? wicker loveseat & table or wooden bench  with pillows?) Veggies are coming in little by little, and the butterfly garden,and "moon garden" too...Loving Spring, picnics,lemonade and dirty fingernails:)
~m.

Friday, May 6, 2011

I'm a Happy Mama...

With Mother's day just around the corner, I took a minute, to sit and ponder, pray, be thankful, sigh and smile at who I am as a mother...first a confession... I get angry and frustrated sometimes, as I work to create beauty out of chaos, children can be maddening at times, they are not cookie-cutter alike, mothering is  complex. And Love, love is complex, and these maddening complex beings God has given into my care? 


How deeply I love them. Oh, how I love them, at the very core of my being and in every cell of my body and with every piece of my heart and soul. I love everything about them.


And I am grateful, so very grateful and happy to be their mama. I want them to know that, in the very marrow of their bones; to have it so embedded within them it cannot be separated, ever. I hope they do.


Even when I'm irritated or  exhausted, I know how blessed  I am. So blessed  that I have 4 healthy, wonderful, happy babies. That I am so fortunate to have these angelic, mischievous, delightful, loud, cuddly, funny, clever,  independent, sensitive, little darlings to call my own. To live with and love, to raise and let go. It is not an easy job, but God gives grace in the moment, and it is an adventure unlike any other, with ups downs, rewards beyond numbering, and joy that bubbles up and bursts out laughing. To  have an amazing and supportive and loving and handsome husband to share it all with? I am more blessed than I could have ever imagined!

No matter how tired  I am, or crabby I may feel I always  love them. I remind my heart that "I don't HAVE to take care of them, I GET TO."   I am blessed beyond measure and blessed in ways I don't deserve. My hope for my children is that they never doubt that I would do anything for them, anything they need, that I will protect them and guide them, and know when it’s time to let them bloom into who God created them uniquely to be. Showing them by the example of my life that they are not on this earth by chance, that God loves them, calls them, and has chosen them since before the very pillars of the world were carved into being.

I am a very happy  mama, indeed. Happy Mother's Day to all of you very blessed happy mammas too!

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Letterboxing.

So I've always loved a good treasure hunt, and I've found a fun "low-tech" (no GPS required:) way to explore and get outdoors with my kiddos! It's called Letterboxing and has been around since the mid 1800's! (You could say I am a little late to join the fun:)
www.letterboxing.org

We just got our first 2 finds and look forward to finding some more boxes on our upcoming trip to the Oregon Coast!

History of Letterboxing...

The year was 1854, and a Victorian guide named James Perrott placed a bottle in the wildest, most inaccessible area on Dartmoor, England, along the banks of Cranmere Pool. In it, he included his calling card so future visitors could contact him and leave their own calling cards. Little did anyone know, this small act would be become the hobby we now know as letterboxing.
A hike to Cranmere Pool in 1854 was anything but a simple walk in the woods. This area regularly receives over 100 inches of rain each year, and the peat acts as a sponge making travel through the soft, wet ground a severe challenge. The easiest access point required a nine mile, one-way hike through this difficult terrain, and the low, undistinguished profile of Cranmere Pool meant that hikers could easily miss the pool even if they found themselves within a few hundred feet of it. Those who made it to Cranmere Pool were justifiably proud of their accomplishment and recorded their accomplishment by including their own calling cards in the bottle. Needless to say, not many people picked up James Perrott's calling cards in those early years.
In 1888, a small tin box replaced the original bottle. Visitors left self-addressed postcards and the next person to visit the letterbox (except if it was a same-day visitor) would retrieve the postcards and mail them back from their hometown.
By April 1905, another upgrade was in order—particularly a means by which the increasing number of visitors could record their attendance. For the first time, it included a logbook, and a zinc box replaced the tin box.
The first suggestion for a rubber stamp appeared in the logbook on July 22, 1907 by John H. Strother who wrote, "Reached the pool at 7.10pm, misty day with cool breeze, and would suggest that a rubber stamp, something like the post office stamps for postmarking letters or rubber stamp for putting the address at the top of a piece of notepaper be provided and kept here. If this were done it would be proof that cards posted had really come from Cranmere." The letterbox finally reached the point as we largely know it today as a box containing a logbook and a rubber stamp.
Letterboxing is perhaps the slowest growing hobby of all time. Forty years would pass from when that first letterbox was planted by James Perrott until a second one made its way into letterboxing history at Belstone Tor. Another 44 years would pass before a third letterbox was planted at Ducks Pool. After 122 years, fifteen letterboxes dotted Dartmoor.
In 1976, Tom Gant created a guide map pinpointing the fifteen letterboxes in existence, at which point letterboxing began to boom in a big way. The number of letterboxes tripled the next year and in the 1980s grew into the thousands. Letterboxing became a full-fledged hobby in its own right, and letterboxers who wanted to distinguish themselves started to create descriptive names for themselves and personal stamps to mark the letterboxes they found.
Unfortunately, this wild west of letterboxing did not work out very well. Letterboxers started pulling apart historic rock walls, painting graffiti marking the location of letterboxes, and so forth, and Dartmoor National Park wanted to crack down by removing all but the Cranmere Pool and Ducks Pool letterboxes, both of which at this point had permanent structures to house the contents.
This is when another man, Godfrey Swinscow—affectionately known as God—swooped in and rescued letterboxing from extinction. He met with officials from Dartmoor concerned about the impact of letterboxing, wined and dined them, and hammered out a code of conduct still in use to this day:
Cranmere Pool Letterbox
The Cranmere Pool letterbox, as it stands today
  1. Boxes should not be sited in any kind of antiquity, in or near stonerows, circles, cists, cairns, buildings, walls, ruins, peatcutters' or tinners' huts, etc.
  2. Boxes should not be sited in any potentially dangerous situations where injuries could be caused.
  3. Boxes should not be sited as a fixture. Cement or any other building material is not to be used.

As the number of letterboxes exploded on Dartmoor, a loose confederation of letterboxers formed the 100 Club—formed when there were just 100 letterboxes on the moor!—to recognize the achievements of those who found at least 100 letterboxes. The official clue book is only for members of the 100 Club, but other than that, it's largely a club that does not exist. There are no meetings, no committees, and no membership fees. Godfrey was once called, in a Tavistock Times article, the 'unofficial president of a club that doesn't exist.' As of March 2006, this non-existent club had nearly 14,000 members!
Letterboxing stayed a mostly Dartmoor-only tradition until April of 1998 when the Smithsonian magazine published a small article in the United States about this oddly British hobby found on the moors of southwest England. Many people read the article and loved this treasure hunt concept wishing it was a bit closer to home. A few readers, however, found each other through means of the relatively new Internet and decided to take matters into their own hands by hiding letterboxes for each other in the United States.
Through this effort, Letterboxing North America (LbNA) was born. By 2001, over a thousand letterboxes spotted the United States covering all 50 states. Letterboxers traveling to international locations started to plant letterboxes around the globe from Aruba to Zimbabwe.
Atlas Quest made its debut a few years later in 2004. Ryan Carpenter, an unemployed software engineer, started with the idea of allowing letterboxers to create a virtual online logbook to show off all one's finds and plants. Things often do not turn out as planned, and he ended up creating the city search making it easier than ever to find clues for letterboxes from around the world.
Atlas Quest has continued to grow supporting message boards and alternative letterbox types such as postals, cooties, and virtuals into the website you see today while LbNA has largely stuck to its roots by focusing on the support of traditional, post-Smithsonian letterboxes.
James Perrott never could have guessed his small act would evolve into a rubber stamp addiction among adventurists from around the globe 150 years later. What will happen with letterboxing in the next 150 years?