Sometimes women who work at the grocery store say they want to be homemakers full time. They envison a more relaxed life. While being home may mean not being in a rush to get out the door to make it to work on time, it is an incredibly busy life. I have a lot of interests, but find if time is spent in the daily activites of meal preparation, clean-up, care of clothing, and normal housekeeping, it amounts to a very full day.
I once attended a Christian class for young women, in which the teacher told them not to think they are going to do nothing all day, but not to think they have to be on-the-go all day. Things must be done when they are needed, and it takes wisdom and understanding to know when it is time to sit still and read, write, or rest.
Recently i was given some fresh flowers, which is a real treat this time of year, and have enjoyed putting them in old jars and bottles to place in various spots around the house. It makes me feel like I am staying in a luxurious Inn where fresh bouquets are the usual!
Also, I have been enjoying a new book called Tea and Crumpets, which gives the history of each recipe and the famous towns and restaurants where ithe food was first served. The book includes colored photos on each page of hotels and tea rooms throughout the world.
For homeschooling, I would use this book to enrich the family knowledge and appreciation of the food and it's origin. We would include everyone in the cooking and table setting, and during the meal or tea time, would read aloud the story of each item.
This is just one aspect of home schooling that I promised to share in a homeschooling series here on my web log, but it would also be enjoyable to read aloud to ladies while having tea. I may do that for my next ladies Bible class after the study when they are taking tea.
We were recently busy at an evening wedding in a gazebo, where my DH officiated. You can see the floor glistening from the rain, but it had stopped pouring down when we got there. An unusually warm, soft wind was swirling about and everyone was quite comfortable. The town gazebo was already lit up for the season with dozens of small lights. Quite a few men wore hats, and i noticed they automatically removed them for the prayer, an old, old sign of respect still observed.