This beautiful boule was baked by a parishioner! He used his quarantine wisely!
Sunday, May 31
Saturday, May 30
Tuesday, May 26
Monday, May 25
Friday, May 22
Thursday, May 21
Monday, May 18
Friday, May 15
Sunday, May 10
To those who gave birth this year to their first child - we celebrate with you.
To those who lost a child this year – we mourn with you.
To those who are in the trenches with little ones every day – we appreciate you.
To those who stepparent – we walk with you on these complex paths.
To those who lived through driving tests, medical tests, and the overall testing of motherhood – we are better for having you in our midst.
To those who are foster mothers, mentor mothers, and Godmothers – we need you.
To those who experienced loss through miscarriage, failed adoptions, or running away – we mourn with you.
To those who walk the hard path of infertility, fraught with pokes, prods, tears, and disappointment – we walk with you. (Forgive us when we say foolish things. We don’t mean to make this harder than it is.)
To those who have warm and close relationships with your children – we celebrate with you.
To those who have disappointment, heartache, and distance with your children – we sit with you.
To those who lost their mothers this year – we mourn with you.
To those who experienced abuse at the hands of their own mothers – we grieve with you.
To those who are single and long to be married and mothering your own children – we mourn that life has not turned out the way you longed for it to be.
To those who envisioned lavishing love on grandchildren - yet that dream is not to be, we grieve with you.
To those who will have emptier nests in the upcoming year – we grieve and rejoice with you.
To those who placed children up for adoption - we commend you for your selflessness and remember how you hold that child in your heart.
And to those who are pregnant with new life, both expected and surprising – we anticipate with you.
This Mother’s Day, we walk with you. Mothering is not for the faint of heart and we have real warriors in our midst. We remember you.
From the bulletin of The Orthodox Church of Saint Elisabeth the New-Martyr in Rocky Hill, New Jersey
Saturday, May 9
Thursday, May 7
I spent a little time searching for the perfect quote for our letter board this month and finally happened upon this one by George Eliot (Mary Ann Evans). It's lovely for this situation that we find ourselves in. Lovely for any day and age, when you get right down to it.
Wednesday, May 6
I look for thin spears of asparagus whenever I am able to shop. They are a true taste of spring for me. I prepare them simply with a bit of olive oil, salt, freshly ground pepper, and some crushed cloves of garlic. They are baked in a hot oven (450 degrees) for ten minutes or so... just until there are lovely crisp edges. Once they are out of the oven, I grate some Parmesan cheese right on top, which melts perfectly.
Tuesday, May 5
My eyes have really been opened to all the many things that are blooming at Rectory House. There are those things that we have chosen to plant: daffodils, lily of the valley, roses, ivy, rosemary, lavender, lamb's ear, hydrangea bushes, etc. And those that just spring up of their own volition: violets, mock strawberry, dandelion, lady's slipper butter cups, etc.
It's been glorious to watch unfold.
Monday, May 4
Sunday, May 3
Here is an evening scene from the couch. My husband and I have taken to seeing a news programme each night which is rather depressing, but also rather addicting. I've also taken to eating dessert while we watch, but it would probably be better if I did some knitting instead. My hands would be busy and my kitchen washcloth stack would be my better served. That said, I do believe that ice cream and chocolate are medicinal at this particular point of quarantine. What say you?