the honey home

  • Nature
    • the farm
  • Nurture
    • pregnancy loss
    • Interpersonal
    • motherhood
  • Purpose
    • tradition
    • homeschooling

Nurture

family

  • post without words (1.17.21)
  • two months (aurick virgil)
    Aurick turned two months on the 7th of December.
  • good clean fun
    It’s December, but the temperatures climbed above 60 yesterday. So what was Anselm to do? Oh, of course–make a mud hole and ride a bike through it.

pregnancy

  • Prayers for miscarriages, the loss of a baby
    This post was originally published on egallis.wordpress.com, in February of 2015. Below is the post in its entirety, including the personal note I included at the beginning. I pray you find solace in these
  • elpis
    Most everyone is familiar with the concept of being in Limbo–that space where you hang suspended between one fate or another, unmoving, waiting or not even waiting, just existing. If we’re alive, none of us
  • aware
    It’s intriguing, the moment that it comes to mind. You’d think it would come in moments of quiet, in moments of solitude, when everything is still and that sleeping voice–that one that’s never forgotten,

motherhood

  • reading goals for 2021
    I feel slightly guilty for even suggesting such a thing as reading goals. Last year’s goals were never even close to being attained–I never reread the short list of books I wanted
  • good clean fun
    It’s December, but the temperatures climbed above 60 yesterday. So what was Anselm to do? Oh, of course–make a mud hole and ride a bike through it.
  • first night at home
    This was typed up Friday evening while the thoughts were fresh. They’re not fresh anymore–most of the paradoxical feelings have been forgotten, so please forgive the rambling nature and abrupt leave-off. I

interpersonal

  • Gallimaufry, june 2020
  • paradox
    In the book of Jeremiah, the prophet is led before officials of the city by the priests and others seeking his death. They cannot find reason to condemn him, yet Jeremiah places himself in their hands
  • gardeners
    I plant seeds in the garden, and then spend the next several days anxiously walking up and down the rows, looking for signs of life. I am watching for seedlings, but I’m not watching for seedlings,

about me

I’m Erin, Christian, mother of seven, second-generation homeschooler, full-time homemaker. I like to read, to write, to think, and to take pictures.

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