Musings

Summer's life has yielded itself into my keeping...

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    Calendar of the Soul
[September 16, 2017 – September 22, 2017]

There dims in damp autumnal air
The senses’ luring magic;
The light’s revealing radiance
Is dulled by hazy veils of mist.
In distances around me I can see
The autumn’s winter sleep;
The summer’s life has yielded
Itself into my keeping.

I looked out the hallway window this morning and was saw a shock of red among the green. Halfway through September, and the leaves are changing their color. The air smells different. It’s still hot, but it’s a different kind of hot than the heat of summertime. There’s an air of transition about.

Good morning!

And happy 2017!

But we’re all still here. See?

Doctor Who fam

This poor little neglected blog…  Part of is it that I’m really not sure what to do with it. Do people even read blogs anymore? I think they do. I know I do, at least sometimes. But it started as an early childhood blog, and while technically the Twinkies can still be considered early childhood, which spans birth through age 8, most of my kiddos are well past. Heck, my oldest is applying and auditioning for colleges! And it was a homeschool blog, and all my children are in public school. And it was a Waldorf blog, and even though we still hold to some core Waldorf principles, we also have a fair amount of Reggio Emilio, Montessori, and regular mainstream life going on. And really, I’m not even doing that much teaching anymore, although I miss it terribly.

My Will's Fiery Energy

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  O Nature, your maternal life
I bear within the essence of my will.
And my will’s fiery energy
Shall steel my spirit striving,
That sense of self springs forth from it.
~Calendar of the Soul, 26th Week (Sept 17-24)

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Every week the Calendar of the Soul reading pops up in my in box– you can read it online weekly here (although the page is kind of messed up) or use this site to sign up for the COTS mailing list– and this week’s verse seemed to coincide particularly well with my newfound resolve to start up the blog again.

Our Perfectly Imperfect Tony Awards Party

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I don’t do hospitality well.

I could give all sorts of reasons. With 6 children, the house is always a bit of a mess. And as a single mom (in early childhood education, no less, and currently on disability!) I don’t really have the finances to fancy things up.And I’m not good at keeping things neat anyway. I’m not a very good cook. I don’t have a great sense of home decor and I’m not terribly crafty. I don’t feel like I’m very good at being a hostess. I have trouble keeping things tidy, most because it’s just not very important to me. And I’m an unrepentant introvert, which means I don’t really have a strong motivation to do any of those things.