Saturday, May 29, 2010
From, The Lady of the Lake; Soldier, Rest! Thy Warfare O'er
by Sir Walter Scott
Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er,
Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking;
Dream of battled fields no more,
Days of danger, nights of waking.
In our isle's enchanted hall,
Hands unseen thy couch are strewing,
Fairy strains of music fall,
Every sense in slumber dewing.
Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er,
Dream of fighting fields no more:
Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking,
Morn of toil, nor night of waking.
No rude sound shall reach thine ear,
Armour's clang, or war-steed champing,
Trump nor pibroch summon here
Mustering clan, or squadron tramping;
Yet the lark's shrill fife may come
At the day-break from the fallow,
And the bittern sound his drum,
Booming from the sedgy shallow.
Ruder sounds shall none be near,
Guards nor warders challenge here,
Here's no war-steed's neigh and champing,
Shouting clans, or squadrons stamping.
Huntsman, rest! thy chase is done;
While our slumbrous spells assail ye,
Dream not, with the rising sun,
Bugles here shall sound reveille.
Sleep! the deer is in his den;
Sleep! thy hounds are by thee lying;
Sleep! nor dream in yonder glen
How thy gallant steed lay dying.
Huntsman, rest! thy chase is done,
Think not of the rising sun,
For at dawning to assail ye,
Here no bugles sound reveille.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
I've never liked the term "terrible two's". When I heard people using the alternate nickname of "terrific two's", I found it too cutesy to be clever. So, today I decided that my Tessa is smack dab in the middle of the "tempting two's". That enemy called "self" just pulls at you hard when you're two! You want the world to revolve around you (hopefully, you outgrow that, at least to a degree!) Self control is the farthest thing from your mind.
In the last few days I have been studying Charlotte Mason's writings on Habits, The Will, and Reason. And I find it so easy today to observe little Tessie-pie as she gives in to just about every temptation that surrounds her on a day that the rest of us are preoccupied with our own chores.
Here are just some of the activities that Tessa was involved in this morning, before she eventually fell asleep on the recliner watching Boz: breaking into the guinea pig cage (this is not easy), climbing up to the kitchen sink to play in water that was soaking in a pan, drawing on herself with markers, drawing on her sister with markers, drawing on doll furniture with markers, drinking out of the dog water bowl (yes, face down like a dog, red-headed ringlets dunked), letting all the dogs into the house to join her in fun, feeding the baby some popcorn (just to spite the American Pediatric Association!), and getting into Daddy's cough drop stash (she calls them drop-drops, and boy, does she love them!), to list a few just off the top of my head.
Of course, we're always close enough to catch her giving into tempation! Don't worry, Grandpa, we got the popcorn out of the baby's mouth before she swallowed any!
Monday, May 24, 2010
I am looking very much forward to writing many posts in the near future about what has been going on in my life for the last several months! For now, here is a more updated picture of my sweeties. What a journey I have been on, and God has put so much on my heart to share. Watch for more regular posts to come!