New Brunswick

So I thought I had drafted a post more recently, but it seems that has been lost to mankind forever. It had something to do with canning and pickles and jam–that much is certain–though I can’t remember much else. I suppose forgettable writing is the mark of material that oughtn’t to be published in the first place, so it’s probably for the best. Meanwhile–it’s September again. I’ve begun wedding dress shopping in preparation for our special day on January 10th of next year. [Edit: It ended up being January 3rd, for anyone who noticed the wrong date and feels confused.] It is exciting, though most of my outward forms of excitement look like panic. Don’t be fooled–my soul is shiny-eyed and smiling.

The garden… well, I almost hate to report on the garden.

My family and I departed last week to spend five days on the Bay of Fundy in New Brunswick, Canada. Unfortunately, the deer stayed here and looked after things. Not only that, but the over crowded tomatoes that did survive the attack ended up smothering each other. Sadly, I’ll be making my first batch of canned tomato sauce with purchased produce. On the brighter side, Canada was beautiful. It’s the sort of place where I can imagine that I’m in C. S. Lewis’ Narnia without much trouble. The country seems to be made up of small, sleepy towns and vast expanses of tall, scruffy pines. Even the coastline looks rugged–all sandstone cut into strange shapes by the waves.

I have to say, as much as I love home, I love to see the other places people call home, too. We met some of the friendliest folks on our 1,000 mile journey. People everywhere are so warm… it’s good to be alive. 🙂


Published by anaudaciouspoet

I am a Christian, biologist wife and mama who loves writing. I currently spend my days housewifing, which involves a good deal of cooking, cleaning, budgeting, reading, baby care, and general researching among other sundries. God continually blesses me with good friends and more-than-sufficient grace for each day. This blog is dedicated to the beautiful mess that is life. It is a way to share with the world that the sweetest parts of lifelong learning are lessons on God's character, deep friendships, good food, and quiet moments.

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