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August is almost gone now and it seems to be fizzling out.  Maybe it was the cold (which Laurel never got!) or this last blast of heat.  I don't know.  We are like wilted sunflowers right now, or at least, I am.  I keep looking at the forecast, watching the temperatures slowing decrease and waiting for that first really, truly cool day.  We've had some cool mornings and that has gotten everyone excited.  And the first day of school is coming--that is very exciting!

Reading

Willow's been reading a number of early readers that people have given us.  I think it makes folks nostalgic when you have a first grader.  We've had no need of purchasing or borrowing any kind of books for these early days of reading.  Willow can now read all 60+ pages in one sitting, so I call that progress (and it was all done on her own).

Turkeys on the Hill

Nature School may as well have been Get Me Out of Here School.  And get out, we did.  These turkeys were by the roadside.  We often see wild turkeys, but these were the most photogenic.  Pardon that glaring August sun.  I am so ready for the dark of Martinmas!

Plant in a bottle

Up by our den at the Snail Place, we've got quite the collection of old beer and soda bottles.  Many are empty, but a few have neat things inside, like this plant.  This was fun to find.  We are now waiting for Autumn leaves to cover the sides of the den and make it cozy for Winter.

Home

Willow and Roan and I made some improvements yesterday.  Having a sewing machine in the living room is cooler, but it just disturbed the energy of the whole place.  So, out it went, and in came the canopy, along with the acceptance that two of my children are too tall for the playstand arches.  Sigh.

Working in the Forge

I envisioned this space as a sweet corner for some gentle activity or rest, with nurturing images and a ethereal feel. The children saw a forge, built a bellows, and set to work making horseshoes.  It must have been just the thing they needed.  It's still a cozy spot and still healing for me, as well.  After another hard time with play, we're returning again to the old ways and ever-so-ready for the new ways of school.

Here is the key to the house, the house in the night, a home full of light.
~Susan Marie Swanson

Comments

( 6 trees — Plant a Forest )
mi_er
Aug. 28th, 2016 06:25 pm (UTC)
that plant! so cool. Did the kids find it interesting?
I love it when you have a plan and the children just run with it and make it their own. It gave them inspiration for sure :)
impossibleway
Aug. 29th, 2016 09:39 am (UTC)
They did! :-)
(Anonymous)
Aug. 30th, 2016 11:18 pm (UTC)
Quite the collection of old bottles - my goodness, that sounds like my children! They are playing with some of their old-time bottles out in the mud pie kitchen as we speak. The little plant in the bottle is so special, such delicate beauty there. We love to see turkeys. I never get good photos. Only once, ever, back up in Montana. It sounds like Willow is doing great with her reading! - Stacey
impossibleway
Sep. 1st, 2016 11:03 am (UTC)
I do hope we can all get together some day. Peas in a pod, we will be. :-)
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impossibleway
Sep. 1st, 2016 11:02 am (UTC)
Our library is covered up in those new readers. We had a couple, but they really had nothing to them. One thing that I have noticed about the old ones is the sense of humor! Oh, and the parents and children together, working on things and enjoying life as a family. Those are wonderful things to model.
( 6 trees — Plant a Forest )

A Blessed Wilderness

It was just like being in heaven, being in there. In those days there was no road. The park was all a blessed wilderness. I have often thought what a wonderful people we would have been if we had wanted to keep it that way.

~Adolph Murie, biologist, on Denali


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