This week's news announced the death of Mary Travers, the "Mary" of Peter, Paul, and Mary. The articles focused on her role as social activist but it wasn't 60's politics that came to mind when I heard the news. No, Mary Travers who shared the signature hairstyle of Peggy OMara of Mothering magazine was, for me, less about Vietnam etc and more about Puff the Magic Dragon and all the hours of Peter, Paul, and Mommy the boys and I logged in our minivan many years ago. They are probably among the few of their friends who can sing We're Goin' to the Zoo (zoo, zoooo, how about you, you, youuuuu?) and Blowin in the Wind. Hours and hours we spent with that cassette tape unwinding while we laughed over boa constrictors and make believe towns and drove through the Ohio countryside. More hours spent watching PBS concerts.
Simple Woman’s Daybook
Outside my window… misty moisty morning (see bottom)
I am wearing…out of workout clothes and into button down jean skirt, blue striped short sleeved cotton sweater, sandals. In need of a hair cut I think.
I am creating… a photography project which has my creative juices flowing. It is good to make lovely things. Pictures come more easily than words these days. Creating pockets of silence is also beautiful.
I am going…to meet the contractor to finish paperwork, send off some school paperwork, clean the van.
I am reading…Love, Joy, and Peace by Fr Andre Prevot. It's a short book but a slow read as I chew on it all. Also picked up Asher's latest, Columbine by Dave Cullen. Faster read. Disturbing.
I am praying… for a son, for a kindred spirit I recently 'met' through the blog, for a dear friend, for a private intention
On my mind…grace and that whole 'having eyes that do not see and ears that do not hear' phenomenon. Faith is a gift, but not one we can give. Only He gives. I wish it was not so.
From the learning rooms… If last year won the strongest finish award, this fall wins the strongest start. The kids are in a great rhythm with their curriculum and rising to the challenge of studying and memorizing etc. The littles are enjoying circle time. B-I-N-G-O is a big hit <g>
From the kitchen...CAKE. Lots of cake and cake accessories. I never dreamed there WERE so many cake accessories. The girls are enrolled in the Wilton Cake Course I this month. Did I mention there are a LOT of materials involved? It's a good thing though. They are learning so very much each week and sharing their new skills with me. They are building a good stash for hope chests. And hey, we have dessert covered. : )
One of my favorite things~Italian pottery, which looks remarkably similar to Mexican pottery, and makes me smile every time I pass it. Must get a picture.
A few plans for the rest of the week: we are going to cake class, I am going to give Moira a haircut, and am continuing to hit the treadmill in the mornings. And yes Allen, I am going to turn the treadmill on too. Go, me. : )
From my picture journal…
moment by moment
"We should not wish for anything but what comes to us from moment to moment exercising ourselves none the less for good. For he who would not thus exercise himself, and await what God sends, would tempt God.
When we have done what good we can, let us accept all that happens to us by Our Lord's ordinance, and let us unite ourselves to it by our will.
Who tastes what it is to rest in union with God will seem to himself to have won to Paradise even in this life."
- St Catherine of Genoa
dunes
September is only half through but already has been full of travel and adventures in semi-homemade curriculum. School has started and while it keeps us quite busy it has been absolutely satisfying in every way. Could not be happier with it. : ) When not cracking the books we have been out in the big, big world:
random
The week got away from me. Ended up being filled to the brim. I wanted to share some of the fun places I have visited. But I didn't. I wanted to share the fun things we did in school. Too busy doing them. : ) Then came taping piano festival auditions and Dr. putting one daughter on an allergy diet and now its the weekend. Almost. The weekend is full of promise. Will catch up on the flip side.
Life is fragile
It has been week of very full days here and promises to continue. I can't bring myself to write much more this morning though. I keep thinking of this family and their tragedy. This comes on the heels of the Barrett family loss. We are praying for them and all who are suffering this way.
Life is fragile, indeed. No matter how challenging your day may be, remember what a gift it is to have these children to care for. We know not how many such days we will have with them.
farm friends
the cookie
For years this has been THE cookie for our family as evidenced by the stained cookbook page. With wheat germ and oats it almost seemed like a health food rather than a treat. There were times in my life I could have likely sustained myself rather entirely on LLL oatmeal cookies if I had to. At least in my grain eating days.
play ball
If there is one thing even better than playing ball with your Dad, it is playing on an outdoor court in perfect weather with your Dad and a dozen of your best friends.
No age segregation here. Big and small, young and old in the mix. Just between us, if ibuprofen is any indicator, the "young" did not get the worst of it either lol.
Brendan gets a push…
And Abbie visits…
And Brendan is artificially colored. I admit it. But, you're only 4 once right?
Good friends, good times. (Aidan on R)
‘Pleasant’ thoughts on homeschooling
Anna's response to questions about her daughter's course of study made me smile:
If I could deliver one idea to homeschooling parents, it would be to relax. And have confidence! Well, that's two. Your way is probably the best way. Don't make it harder than it has to be."





























