“Don’t quit, and don’t give up. The reward is just around the corner. And in times of doubt or times of joy, listen for that still, small voice. Know that God has been there from the beginning—and he will be there until…The End.”
― Joanna Gaines
Two years ago, on Thanksgiving, it dipped deep into the negatives. Chris and I had just moved into our home a few months prior and we were still getting to know all the gadgets within our space, including the stove. I love the photo we have of that holiday―me holding our uncooked, dressed turkey (my first!) wearing ear warmers and a vest inside. I couldn’t shake the cold that year.
This season has seemed to creep in on us, nearly over and my festive attitude is a little late to the party. I’ve found it through decorating our home for Christmas. Lights, greenery, ornaments, ribbon, wishing and waiting. And through our first snow. It happened on a Sunday, slow and beautiful like living inside a painting, and best of all―having to go nowhere.
As I write this, I’m sit in the dim glow of our Christmassy kitchen―lights strung across our windows, spray from our tree on the table, a poinsettia tucked away in some gold foil―and I know Chris will laugh when he comes home to find me with no added lights. Even though daylight savings time has stolen away our sun, I’m loving the coziness of dark and forcing myself into a little more downtime.
As for big, good news, I received my grandest promotion at my magazine job―editor! I have so much love for that little magazine. I was so fortunate enough to know it and be part of it only a few months into its beginning and in a way it feels like we’ve grown together, both of us having started our Montana journey in 2015. While living in New York, the epicenter for publishing and all things journalistic, I did very little writing. I like to think of those years as my reading years, which are consequential to good writing, but I couldn’t be more grateful to this magazine for housing some of my favorite stories and being an outlet for so many folks to learn, share stories, and grow closer. I’m so honored to be its guide for the people of our valleys.
I’m also celebrating twelve months of blogging! What fun this has been. While it’s been a great outlet to catalogue our happenings throughout the year, it’s also been forcing me to photograph our life. I still look at the photos we took earlier this year with Murphy, our late Miniature Pinscher, and think I wouldn’t have this if it weren’t for my blog. So it’s moments like that―it’s my why. I’m so glad to share it with you. I hope y’all are having a phenomenal holiday season. Much love from the Agros.
P.S. I do love this little tea cup, pictured below. We found it when an excavator dug the ditch for sewer and electric leading to my mom’s tiny home last year. It must’ve survived a few decades or more beneath the rocky soil and look, here she is today, sitting pretty and clean in the window, holding a pinecone like she’s been waiting a lifetime for this.