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Simple Woman Saturday

January 8, 2011

FOR TODAY

Jack Frost
By C.E. Pike

Look out! Look out!
Jack Frost is about!|
He’s after our fingers and toes;
And all through the night,
The gay little sprite
Is working where nobody knows.

He’ll climb each tree,
So nimble is he,
His silvery powder he’ll shake.
To windows he’ll creep
And while we’re asleep
Such wonderful pictures he’ll make.

Across the grass
He’ll merrily pass,
And change all its greenness to white.
Then home he will go
And laugh ho, ho ho!
What fun I have had in the night.


I am thinking… Have I ever shared my love of children’s poetry? What I haven’t?  Let us rectify that now shall we. I love children’s poetry , not so much nursery rhymes, instead I enjoy a browse through Stevenson’s A Child’s Garden of Verses, or Walter de La Mare, Rossetti,Lear,Burns,ect . However, it must be noted that my love of children’s poetry ends right about the time children became a commodity and dumbing down ushered in its  scaled and slithering claws. My bookshelf has a section simply held for vintage poetry/children’s books, and my oh my the Childcraft  and Children’s Hour series. You might think I’m a simpleton and you might be right. The easy stanzas and  lilting rhymes please me to no end, I chortle along repeating lines driving my girls insane.  But, when you begin to read these books, their turns of phrase, often thoughtful subjects and colorful descriptions offer a glimpse into the belief of yesteryear that children were not  believed to be incapable of “grand thoughts”. We once use to know that offering worthy, beautiful and uplifting content was a human need and right.

 

From the learning rooms…Research. With the advent of 1st grade and self-sufficiency what to do has taken on new meaning. So has I’m bored, mainly because with broadened awareness and capabilities, not to mention height and climbing prowess bored often leads to what’s going on in there? followed by what the heck are you dong?and a silent “oh #*^%” .  This week in Head Hear and Hands we’ll share ideas on keeping our sanity while turning off the TV. I’ll have to dig deep into the recesses to remember what I did so that I could shower in the morning, cook dinner and fill the hours. Any ideas you want to share?

From the kitchen…Teaching myself to bake gluten free. Many of the children I cook with are intolerant to gluten. Gluten is a protein in wheat, rye, barley, spelt, malts, food additives-think dextrose, and possibly oats. Considering that in 3rd grade we cook many, many items that often include wheat or a gluten containing food  I am often shucking and jiving when it comes to recipe offerings and if you add in the dairy, nut allergies,and  vegetarians  woo boy, that really get the flexibility going. A mother this week mentioned that allergies are a luxury of our generation and society . Third world counties don’t have the ability to “be allergic” she said. True I thought, of course just until our conglomerates weasel in and offer non whole-food, preservative laden foods, then all bets are off.  Oh my did I just rant, oh dearie me.

I am wearing… My at home uniform, jeans, a sweater and wool socks. Did you not read about Jack flitting about? baby its cold outside.

I am creating...An 8″square of knitted wool. The school is having a Knit-a-Thon, wanna sponsor me? Lets face it, I will not be prolific so you’re pretty safe with you future donation per square. Beauty on the other hand kind supporters,  I hope you can take out a loan. For humor I offer to you Beauty asking what a Knit-a-Thong was as we drove to school. That opened a lively conversation.

I am going…To a party. Tra la la. One of my good friends will be honored tonight for her selfless giving of time, energy and care to our school. She “retired” from her leadership position and well deserves this thank you, not to mention a stiff drink. Need to shake the dust from the  little black dress.

I am reading… Pabulum for the brain. Mostly, Dominic Browning’s , Slow Love. The long time editor of much missed House and Garden, she writes of her struggle to come to terms with her new life and love life.  I enjoy reading her blog  as well.  http://www.slowlovelife.com/

Other stuff, but I’d have to get up, go upstairs to look at the exact titles and authors. Really that’s not happening, my chair is warm , the coffee is hot.

I am hoping…That by the end of today the to-do’s on my list are ta-done. And egads the last remnants of returns are returned.

I am hearing…Nothing, which isn’t such a good sign, all too quiet on this western front.  Harmony woke, ate and wandered off, Beauty is beauty sleeping and thankfully the hounds are sacked out. So maybe silence is actually golden. Order is off to a regional cycling training camp, her first. Not sure who was more nervous and excited, she or Coach, ok or me.

Around the house… The lights need to come down, the last moan from Coach as he herniates while lifting the last box to the rafters, and my nemesis the evil  laundry lurks.

A few plans for the rest of the week: What to plant in the Kitchen’s Garden Box at school. As we have seen, I am not what one might even modestly call a gardener. But I aim to reform. What would grow in soggy soil in the pacific coast, in benign neglect? Please, please send in your ideas. All submissions taken.

 

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