Thursday, September 30, 2010

Day 273 Fall At The Farm



"I want to see the stinky cows.", she said.  "I want to go to the farm with the ewwy house (barn) and piggies and horsies and goats."  


It's fall festival time at the farm.  This is the first time we have ever visited in the fall so we were pretty surprised to see it this way.  Lil' Miss was thrilled with the animals and loved seeing the scarecrows and pumpkins so much that we had to get some pumpkins to make pies and harvest cake, and I have a feeling she and I will be making scarecrows soon too.


Isn't this the cutest scarecrow!  There were tons of these, all different, hanging out around the farm.



"I see the cows!  (sigh...) Cows are so beauFiful!"


It was an absolutely beauFiful day!

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Day 271 Broken


The call came from the school on Friday.  "You need to get here, we have your son in the office with a possible fractured arm."  He became another victim of the playground.  Another boy accidentally pushed him off the climber while they were playing.  Turns out my baby broke two bones.  After waiting for the swelling to go down, he got his cast put on today.  He does get to lay claim to being the first in our house with a broken bone and that seems to make it a little better because as the third child the opportunity to be first is rare.
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Sunday, September 26, 2010

Day 269

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Saturday, September 25, 2010

Day 268 Fishing


Yesterday when I got home I saw this lovely fly out of my pond.  I'm not sure how long he had been there but considering I caught him there again today I'm pretty sure he got a taste of my goldfish.  Now I'm torn because I've had my goldfish for years, the ones in the pond now are the third generation, all from the original three fish.  They are beautiful and have lots of colors and I love to watch them swim in the summer.  But, this bird is my favorite bird.  Do I stock the pond and let him fish so I can keep him around?  Or, do I keep scaring him away and save the fishies.  Today I convinced myself he's really eating the frogs and therefore actually helping to keep the pond clean.  I suppose it could be true... couldn't it?
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Friday, September 24, 2010

Day 267 the village

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Thursday, September 23, 2010

Day 266 On a Trip to Nowhere

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Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Day 265 Happy Autumn Equinox


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Saturday, September 18, 2010

Day 261

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Friday, September 17, 2010

Day 260 Nature's Confetti





No rain in sight today so we headed outdoors for a little fun in the sun and nothing says fun like jumping in a pile of leaves!
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Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Day 258 Everyday Enchantments



...finding magic in the everyday and tiny promises too.

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Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Day 257 Busy as a...


Since the school year started, I feel like I'm constantly going, busy... as well, a bee.  I find the hours to do nearly everything that I have to do but not that magic hour to just do what I want to do.  I sleep very little and coffee, as much as I love it, does not seem to be keeping me fueled.  Where is that golden hour?  I need it, crave it.  I can almost picture it and then like that bee, it flies away.  Actually, for all that I want to do I could use a couple of those golden hours.

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Sunday, September 12, 2010

Day 255

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Saturday, September 11, 2010

Day 254 Faerie Chandeliers



In the realm of faeries where the tiniest droplets of rain can catch a thousand lights and flowers become the finest chandeliers, I felt, though the ground were wet, I could stay and gaze for hours. 

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Friday, September 10, 2010

Day 253 Play Dough


Today was interesting.  We've been doing preschool work at home with workbooks and flash cards while the older three are at school or doing homework.  It keeps her busy and gets her ahead education wise, plus, she just loves doing it.  Well, today was a few firsts for her, her first experience with scissors, glue stick, and for arts and craft time we made homemade cherry scented play dough.  She was in heaven!  At first she couldn't believe we were cooking her a toy, this just seemed impossible.  Then when I kneaded the hot dough to get it ready she eyed it very suspiciously but one touch was all it took and she was hooked.  We played play dough for an hour and a half and then she played again when the others got home. 

One of her creations.  I'm pretty sure this is a lollipop and cherry tomato cake... we seemed to have a food theme going today.  In the top photo, you can see her hamburger.



Here's the recipe if you want to make your own play dough lollipop and cherry tomato cake hehe!

1 cup of white flour
1/2 cup of salt
2 T. cream of tartar
2 T. Vegetable oil
1 cup of warm water
1 three oz. pkg. jello (any flavor we used cherry, it smelled wonderful and the older kids thought it was cookie   dough when they got home)
 

Directions~ Combine ingredients and cook over medium heat until it thickens and pulls away from the sides of pot and becomes dull. 


Note~ It burns easily so don't put over too high a heat and keep stirring. Knead until cool enough to touch. Store in a closed plastic bag.
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Thursday, September 9, 2010

Day 252 Homework


Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the most patient of teachers.  ~Charles W. Eliot
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Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Day 251 Autumn's Coming



There is a harmony
In autumn, and a lustre in its sky,
Which through the summer is not heard or seen,
As if it could not be, as if it had not been!
 -   Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Saturday, September 4, 2010

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Day 245 Photo In The Rain (or... Hi Neighbors lol)


There is a power in rain that seems to bring about the strongest of emotions.  A gentle rain makes you cozy, a steady rain is good for sleeping, a thunderstorm is exhilarating, and a soft rain shower in the sun is beautiful like glitter, but a soaking rain can release the hidden tears.  It beckons them forth and says deal with all that you've buried, make peace with the anguish, face what torments you.  The sky is crying, cry with it.  Tears merge with raindrops washing them away until at last your soul is cleansed.  You can breathe, appreciate, and embrace another rainy day.  (Then wave as your neighbors drive by and wonder what on Earth the crazy lady on the corner is doing outside kneeling in the mud and why is she smiling like a lunatic with her camera in hand... has she not a thought in her head?  "Oh no, did she see that we saw her, keep driving!  Go, go, go!  Why would anyone take a picture on a day like today?"  ...yeah, it was one of those days.) 
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