We're Farmers

The sunshines hot,

the chicks treansition to hens

and they, the farmers, live in the coop..

gathering, cuddling, feeding, chasing

they are the farmers.

I watch and laugh as I know this experience cant get any

more organic!

And now as we change from veggies to veggies and meat

we wonder can we be farmers for that as well?

The kids feast in chicken, break wings,

enjoy organic, pork and beef...and love it

hummm what kind of farmers will we become!

And the garden needs my help, the weeds are high, the veggies are growing

but in the end They are why we are farmers

getting older can wait

today i listen to the boys snore after a day of giggles
water fights, jumping high
running through tall weeds...and my heart of heart wishes for it all to freeze

Truthy putting babies to bed
over and over and over
eating drinking milk from a bottle

sunshines longer then it will for a whole yr
and yet I wish for it all to freeze today.

forget aging,leavingm growins, changing
I hope for sunshine, life, today, I wish for it to last forever.

you. now. before. six

people are always saying it goes too fast
I still remember like it was today your awakening into our life
I can't forget any moment from the dancing in your fathers arms
to the bouncing in the ball of birth.
I remember laying there so overjoyed
tears falling on you new fresh, soft, perfect skin.
Catie singing in the background, Papa taping your every move. And I was moved for LIFE.
you are our first. for Always.

I remember you sleeping on my chest. I remember you sitting so calmly with a basket of unneeded baby toys. You always smiling. People constantly warning me this would change. You were PERFECT. Your red hair slowly growing. Your first birthday, first crawl, walk, laugh... your laugh was contagious.

Then everyone said to hold onto it all. that I would be so sad to watch you age...and now almost 6 year later..I am overjoyed, I cry tears of love when I see you truly happy. You Love like no other 6 yr old I know. You think the world of everyone you meet. You are shy, silly, feisty, a brother, son, friend, boy. I cry when I see your smile light up a field. I watch from a distance and you hug a friend you just meet. You trust everyone. There is no understanding of "bad" for there is only good. You have entered the newest of transitions. Independence is not easy but when you reach out it is like an old glove sliding on ever so easy.

You are new. different then the fresh, wrinkled skin I first meet. You are alive, creative, loving, fiery, true. You demand time, love, cuddling. Cedar Ojassa Eamonn, I welcome the changes and hold tight to all the beautiful memories you have given me, your family, and friends.

Time

Rain falls
on my muddy feet from a full day in my temple
weeds over take, kiddos tromp through, screaming toddler
Rain drips through my dry dreads
the boys run, yelling, laughing, fighting
Truthy screams "hold me"
rain turns to mud turns to laughter turns to tears
Tired, running, sun returns
Cedar branches out farther then ever
Orien clings to his Mama and sister
He laughs, cries holds his hands tight by his face
I feels his emotions more then ever
I feel tight, loose, close, and far
It is Summer
Camp, soccer camp, coffee on patios
farmers markets, gardens, rain and sunshine
beaches, pools, love, light, fear, sadness
love
time, fast, slow, now
grills, meat, new, fresh, honesty, now, milk, love cuddling
and now.