APRICITY: The warmth of the winter sun.
APRICITY: The warmth of the winter sun.
Agape is the highest of all love. It is an unconditional love. It is a sacrificial love. And it is a selfless love. It goes far beyond friendship, family, or erotic love. It’s a kind of love that marriages are to emulate. It’s not a glamorous love. In fact, it’s inconvenient, difficult, not very pretty, and often painful.
Our Valentine’s Day was one of Agape Love. It was not celebrated with roses, heart-shaped boxes of chocolates, diamonds, fancy clothes, or dinner at a restaurant. Instead, Keith dressed this morning in his Carhartt’s. He did all the morning chores, cut-up half a hog, worked a twelve-hour shift, did all the evening chores, and paid bills. It was my day off. So, I dressed in a stained t-shirt and worn-out jeans. My hair was in a disarray and I wore no makeup. I did laundry, dishes, delivered tax information to the accountant, worked on a family party for Saturday, cooked 1/4 of a hog (for another celebration), and made dinner.
Our evening meal was dished at 7:00 pm. However, there was no room available at the kitchen table. It is full of party preparations. We had to eat in the living room, but first a load of clean laundry needed to be moved out of one chair. It was relocated to the bed in our bedroom. After dinner, the laundry was returned the chair, so Keith could go to bed. Dinner dishes and the laundry will wait until morning. Why? I’ll be pulling the cooked pork. It won’t wait.
Now, I understand that most folks don’t fantasize about such things. In fact, I know many women that would threaten their spouses with divorce, if they spent Valentine’s Day this way; much less, everyday. Instead, their food is grown by others. Their dishes are done by machine. Their laundry is done at the dry-cleaners. Their hair and nails are done at the salon. And any parties are catered. I also know men that won’t work 8 hours, much less 16. They drink or play video games; all day. The bills don’t get paid. Their wives have to do all the work, or it goes undone. And let’s not forget the folks that demand or begrudgingly give Valentine’s Day gifts. Where’s the romance in any of that?
Our evening was hectic, but peaceful. It was tiring, but gratifying. When Keith kissed me goodnight, our Valentine’s Day ended, the same way it had begun. Yes, it was just another day on our homestead… another day of Agape Love.
PRECARIOUS: Risky, unsafe, unstable, not secure, dangerous, or uncertain.
Our banty hen lives life on the edge. She insists on roosting:
… away from the other chickens
… in our feed shed
… with a jumbo-sized chick
… tucked underneath her
… on the edge of a barrel
… filled with fermenting, pig slop.
WINDFALL: Sudden good fortune.
The word windfall has an ancient past. In medieval times, it was illegal for common folks to cut wood from forests. It mattered not that one’s family was freezing to death. At the time, all forests belonged to royalty. However, if branches or trees were blown down by the wind, then the firewood could be collected and burned. Hence, a windfall!
PERIPHERAL: Outer boundary or outlying surroundings.
Did you know that animals with horizontal and rectangular slits for pupils are most often prey animals? Now, before you feel too sorry for them, just know that they have amazing field vision. In fact, their peripheral vision is TEN TIMES that of predators with circular pupils. Apparently, they have a 320 degree view, without any blind spots. Alas, anyone who’s ever tried to catch a rogue goat has learned this the hard way!
ETHEREAL: Delicate light that is unworldly.
NACREOUS: Having iridescent colors.
Oh, joy! My rug is now clean and vibrant. It was another one of my thrift-store finds. While I knew it had seen brighter days, I had no idea it had so many colors. They were buried beneath decades of dirt. So, Keith and I decided to risk power washing the rug. It was rejuvenated beyond my imagination.
However, I don’t recommend power washing all rugs. Many could never withstand such pressure. Fibers would shred, stitching would break, and colors would fade. But, it worked for ours. Now instead of a barn-boot mat, it will grace the floor in our future home.