boy holding pomelo Because I like to have a photo with each post. Because I thought I could make one more contribution to yellow week. Because the pomelo looks like a planet. And because the image itself could be a metaphor for the words below. Our homeschool group sponsors a history fair each spring. Kids display [...]
I’ve never joined a photo pool party. But, you may recall, one of my resolutions for 2009 is “improve my photography skills”. So when erin at house at hill road invited folks along on her yellow week, I jumped in. Yellow has never been a favorite color of mine. I don’t own a single piece [...]
No, the Bon Jovi lover is not me. I wasn’t even a fan during their late ’80s heyday. (Although I did manage to make my ultra-fine hair pretty big back then, with help from Sebastian Shaper Plus.) The Bon Jovi fan is my seven-year-old son. How did this happen, you ask? Well, in another incitement [...]
Oh dear, I’m afraid I have bored the hand-knit socks off of you! My last post received exactly zero comments, a low that hasn’t happened since my first month of blogging. (Correction: In the time it took for me to publish this draft, Lori left me a comment. Thanks, Lori!) My essayist project is a selfish [...]
So I’ve finished the first month in My Year of Excellent Essayists, and what a glorious month it’s been! I’ve enjoyed reading Annie Dillard so much that I’m reluctant to let her go, and move on to the next essayist in the queue. If you’re interested in essays, a fantastic resource is The Art of [...]
A few things that got me all worked up this month: A Series of Unfortunate Events. I listened to several of these books on tape with H and Lulu way back when, and have only just started listening again with Mr. T. I’d forgotten how brilliant they are. They’re hilarious, if you have the warped sense [...]
Yesterday Mr. T was illustrating some of his “galaxies”. These are the newest creatures to pop forth from his imagination, based somewhat on facts he knows about real planets and galaxies, and somewhat on the fascinating flotsam that collects in his brain. I asked if he wanted me to write down the galaxies’ names for [...]