Sunday, March 29, 2015
Bloom — is Result — to meet a Flower
And casually glance
Would scarcely cause one to suspect
The minor Circumstance
Assisting in the Bright Affair
So intricately done
Then offered as a Butterfly
To the Meridian —
To pack the Bud — oppose the Worm —
Obtain its right of Dew —
Adjust the Heat — elude the Wind —
Escape the prowling Bee
Great Nature not to disappoint
Awaiting Her that Day —
To be a Flower, is profound
Saturday, February 28, 2015
Dear March - Come in
Emily Dickinson, 1830 - 1886
Dear March - Come in - How glad I am - I hoped for you before - Put down your Hat - You must have walked - How out of Breath you are - Dear March, how are you, and the Rest - Did you leave Nature well - Oh March, Come right upstairs with me - I have so much to tell - I got your Letter, and the Birds - The Maples never knew that you were coming - I declare - how Red their Faces grew - But March, forgive me - And all those Hills you left for me to Hue - There was no Purple suitable - You took it all with you - Who knocks? That April - Lock the Door - I will not be pursued - He stayed away a Year to call When I am occupied - But trifles look so trivial As soon as you have come That blame is just as dear as Praise And Praise as mere as Blame -
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
A local church puts on a fabulous living nativity every year, and I took the kids on Saturday night while David was at the base. They loved it! Sunday, we put together our annual gingerbread house. Because we're deep in the middle ages this year in school, we created a gingerbread castle.
Graham's favorite part of the whole night was this chicken.
We used leftover Halloween candy to decorate our castle.
This kid ate way too much candy.
A knight and his spear
The king and his crown (with our fantastic smarties moat in the background)
Finished! The castle and the keep.
Saturday, December 06, 2014
Saturday, October 25, 2014
Monday, August 18, 2014
Saturday evening Graham gathered sticks, sent Bea out for monkey grass pieces, and began weaving. Initially, he planned to make and sell his products as place mats, but David reminded Graham that place mats had to be big enough to hold plates. Graham changed his marketing and labeled his woven wonder 'coaster $1.50'.
Sunday morning, Graham hired assistants Bea and Inga to help him set up his shop at the end of the driveway. After ten minutes, the kids ran through the door, telling us that they had their first customers. The customers were interested in the monkey grass coaster, but, unfortunately, weren't walking with any money. They said that they might come back and the kids were thrilled.
Hope springs eternal...
We headed off to church and after lunch and changing into 'selling' clothes, the three returned to their stand. After fifteen or twenty minutes, Graham ran into the house yelling, "Mommy!! I'm in BUSINESS!" I asked him what happened and he said, "Well, the nice people who came this morning came back and they asked how our business was going and I said, 'horribly' and they looked at all of the stuff and said that they wanted to buy the coaster but they didn't have change and I didn't have change but then they found some quarters in their car and they BOUGHT it!!"
After twenty more minutes, Bea had sold her 'children's fishing pole' that she had fashioned out of two sticks and some maroon-colored yarn.
I wish that I had pictures of the coaster and fishing pole that were sold, but I did get pictures of the
'Wig' (which we've told them is really more like one small hair extension and might sell better if it were labeled as such) and the 'Raft for a Toad'.
As our cousin Christine wisely commented, "The toad raft is going to take a special buyer."