It's been a while since I have done a share of what we are reading and watching so I am officially typing out my notes right now.  

I have begun the third and last volume of Kristin Lavransdatter.  There are days I don't know if my heart will make it through this journey.  It made me feel better to hear that this is a perfectly appropriate response to Kristin.  This reading guide nails the experience and gives some good suggestions for further reading.  We are rabbit trailing into Scandanavian lit in general since my head is firmly in Norway.  D'aulaire's Norse Myths (which the girls say is "a little creepy" what with six headed jotuns springing to life out of a guy's armpit and all.) is underway.  We have read from Undset's True and Untrue. The forward about the folk/fairy tale genre is excellent for high schooler's to read through.  

Several houses in our area are decked out for Christmas already.  Over here we are in full Thanksgiving mode. We will not be rushed. Put away those candy canes.   I have not even eaten my first pumpkin pie of the season.  But since I know we all need to start ordering or reserving advent and Christmas titles I have brought the booklists back to the sidebar along with what we have read through so far this fall.

And art?  So much art going on.  If you are looking for autumn and winter art lessons there are enough projects here to keep us painting and creating for weeks.  Months really.  We are trying to do just that. This is not a seasonal project but one Tess finished this month.  Not an original design but sketched out by hand from a print she admired. 

I found this story on the Kindex feed the other day.  It's a fascinating story of a man who was a bit of an enigma even to his own family.  After his death they found these.  There.  That was my shot at a click bait entry.  Did it work?  Tell me you clicked because it's actually a great story.  

Another notebook story.  This one was from a 21yo WWII soldier who kept a sketchbook with notes.  Soldiers have been on my mind all week since we went to see Hacksaw Ridge.  Or rather my husband saw Hacksaw Ridge.  I saw a good deal of his shoulder.  It was a an incredible story but exceptionally realistic special effects. My friend Teri shared a story about her uncle who was buried under his fallen comrades in WWII shortly after we went on the movie date.  Then came the news about the green berets and the Bagram attack.  So long way of saying this was a unique insight into a soldier's mind and heart and I have been thinking about both.  

My friend Theresa shared a story about a fluke exchange she had while playing a game online. Makes you think. Here. 

More upbeat, this project amazed me.  A photographer tracked down people he took pictures of on British streets in the 80's and recreated those images with them today.  So cool.  

That's all for now.  More to follow!