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This and That

Just a quick post, update I suppose….

When I started posting poetry, most of the poems were from a collection of jottings and journaling. Memories of years gone by. I did begin writing some new material, yet I felt there was more I wanted to explore.

The last few months, mingled in with holidays, SNOW, a bunch of other funky stuff, MORE SNOW, you get my drift ( lol couldn’t help it ūüėČ ) I’ve been writing, noticing, listening, pondering.

Playing with perspectives is a big part of it. Choices based on¬† Or not depending on the choiceof Societies RULES. Following the pack, being like EVERYONE ELSE or not. It’s simple and extremely difficult at the same time.

My Cousin said something to me that was one of those perspective changing moments. I can’t even remember exactly how he said it. Basically, past hurts prevent future experiences.

We write our own story every day.  It can be what ever we choose.

How often do we remember that, throughout  our hectic day?

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Currently I’m working on posting ¬†some random writing, poems, affirmations ¬†and recipes. Mostly I’m working on my story ¬†and enjoying the arrival of spring.

Also,  cooking is a hobby of mine, an edible science project! I would love your feedback. (I just need to start taking more pictures) Always seems better as a collaborative effort.

 

 

 

Loving life one day at a time

Today is English day at school. Not the fun part at first, either. I was never a fan of rules myself, and frankly,¬†although important,¬†grammar isn’t fun….normally

I found a great site,  TurtleDiary.com and it had so many things to choose from. The different nouns can be confusing. Indeed engaging games were found and learning commenced. We ended with adjectives, a wonderful lunch and reading time on the porch.

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We’re reading Tales from the Odyssey, by Mary Pope Osborne. She really makes this classic come alive for the kids. It’s fun to read aloud as well. The best part? Here is the view my son had while listening to me read

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As a mother and teacher, I receive so much joy from watching the wistful look on his face, as he imagines, dreams, empathizes and grows inside, learning the morals of the tales. With the sounds of the creek flowing over the rocks, the birds chirping and tufts of cotton (fall pollen is FUN) looking so pretty as the wind sweeps it by….. Nature is always making a movie!

¬†I didn’t want to interrupt his zen moment¬†so I decided to drop the trip back to the earlier lessons of the day. We could pick out ‘non-countable nouns’ and ‘adjectives’ later. All his friends just got off the bus, it’s time to go play ūüėÄ

One of my last flowers on the porch
One of my last flowers on the porch