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We're one week in now and the new year is going well.  I think we've found a rhythm that should be sustainable for the whole nine months.  I've got a little built-in wiggle room that affords us the option to take the day off when needed, or to hold on to the pattern of days when that is most prudent.  Today, we'll take the day off and make preparations for Mike's birthday tomorrow.  Willow and I have planned a 35 mm camera cake for his big day and there are eggs to devil, beans to bake, and presents to buy.  For now, here are some scenes from yesterday's school work.

The Two Foxes

We're reading trickster tales from Scotland right now.  This fox: it's a wonder he ever gets anything to eat at all.  Someone always outwits him.  He and his brother hit the jackpot when they came upon a man with a pack basket full of fish, a head full of dreams, and a song on his lips.  One fox played dead to get into the basket while the other collected the loot!

Three Billy Goats Gruff

Roan is enjoying the kindergarten stories, hearing each one three times.  He really likes the repetition and enjoyed performing his own puppet show of the "Three Billy Goats Gruff."  A llama and two sheep were the goats and the sweet Tomten was the grumpy troll sleeping under the bridge.  I think the artistic digestion and work that is really his own is so nourishing to him.

Her Own Book

Laurel manages to be just what a toddler should be.  She scribbles along in her main lesson book, narrating her pictures, and makes little trains out of cuisenaire rods.  She is not always pleased with the attention shift, but it is clear she's absorbing everything around here.  She told the whole story, with the repetitive verse, of the billy goats while rocking to sleep on the porch swing.  And she kept saying "ker-flip, ker-flop" on our hike yesterday, the very sound the fish made as the fox threw them out of the pack basket!

Hanging Place

Me, well, I found a place that I hope is safe for storing the marionettes, both from rowdy hands and insect invaders.  If nothing else, we've given all our wooly toys a dose of lavender oil, which makes us humans more relaxed, either way.  There's one empty spot for another marionette that I hope to make before Christmas, one that represents Mary.  In other news, I'm working on learning the multicultural dances that Enki recommends and I'm practicing my flute quite a bit.  What a blessing it is to be able to read music!

And now, time's awastin' and I've got to get those eggs boiling and the bed made and the grocery list written.  It's going to be a full weekend here!


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Caterina Fusca
Sep. 9th, 2016 11:39 pm (UTC)
Your marionettes are beautiful!
Sep. 11th, 2016 11:05 am (UTC)
Thank you!
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Sep. 11th, 2016 11:06 am (UTC)
Thanks! They do. I feel so happy to see them. :-)
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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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