this strawberry jam. Papa whipped up some eggrolls with the cabbage from the garden. We read aloud three chapters of Little House in the Big Woods. Sylvia chose to watch Strawberry Shortcake on Netflix. Camille chose Fairly Odd Parents. I knit in the spare moments, hung laundry on the line, sliced pears for snack. That, in a nutshell, was my day.
I know not everyone gets to, chooses to, or would want to even if they had to, live my life. I sometimes feel guilty that I am not more actively involved in community/political/environmental action. I do make my personal and consumer choices as ethically as possible, and so I am choosing to feel gratitude instead of guilt. I am truly grateful for this simple life.