The Season of Light on Our Homestead

“Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day.”
-Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

We did a little shopping yesterday. It’s exciting that we are at this stage. Windows and then the insulation is up next.

They may just look like windows, but to John and I they represent so much more than that. Six years ago we would have never imagined we would be in the healthy relationship that we are in now. 

We were both in a dark place. 

Then we met. We understood each other’s past in ways no one else ever would. So many similarities and connections.

We imagined where we wanted to be. We talked about it. We planned. We worked hard. Now we are making our dream home a reality. John is doing the work himself. As we plan and he builds, we are trying to honor the spirit of the Finnish homesteaders who built the main log structure of our home. John wants the new space to marry well with the old. There’s a lot of history in these log walls. It’s why he’s milled his own beams and is taking care to preserve the integrity of our home.

John gets upset at me when I post photos of our unfinished addition. He worries people will judge the lack of progress. I shake my head in disbelief. He’s moved mountains. Multi-tasking so many projects – all while training a new K9 and working through the entire pandemic. I cannot even begin to explain the work that this man does. From making sure I have what I need in my hoop house and vegetable garden to raising chickens for eggs, meat birds, and pigs. He makes sure we have wood cut and split for a backup heat source and for our sauna – and he is constantly fixing and making improvements. There is a reason I call him my Renaissance Man.

I cannot express the joy that the potential of this new living space creates. I am patiently waiting for the opportunity to decorate and give this space love and attention.

These windows will be the eyes to the new wing of our home. They will protect us from the elements and help us marvel in the beauty around us – birds, trees, rain clouds, snow squalls, sunrises, and sunsets. 

These windows are more than panes of glass. They are portals for sunshine. The light that has seeped into our lives and taken us out of the darkness.

A reminder to never lose hope. 

That sometimes we need to live the question and when you least expect it, the answer is right in front of you. 

Be patient. Wait for the light. ❤

I was adamant about the bright red roof. In this photo our neighbor was helping John dig a water and electrical line to our sauna and hoop house.
John is now working on installing windows, sheeting the end walls, and closing the addition up for the winter. He will continue to work through the winter.
I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving. ours was quiet and peaceful. Just John, myself, and my step son.
It was my husband’s new paw-tner’s first Thanksgiving on our homestead. Welcome, K9 Zepp. Of course, all of our dogs got to sample our feast.
Apollo is our Housewolf and he’s been a little jealous of the new German Shepherd in the house. However, he’s such a good boy. We have just been lavishing him with extra praise and love.
K9 Nitro is always da bomb! He’s a rockstar and has adapted well to having a new work companion.
Then there’s King Louie. He’s fond of naps and more naps.
I’m giving myself grace in the coming year. This is as real as it gets. No filter, pandemic hair, and all. I’m welcoming my 50th year around the sun with wild abandon. ❤
We are always thankful. We have so many blessings to count.

Be patient. Wait for the light. ☀️
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