The eager cry of a child’s “Pick me!” has the power to stir anxiety as well as anticipation in the hearts of young and old alike. The scene that unfolded on the green hills at Plumfield a few weeks ago was no exception. The boy wiggled, his little body in constant motion. “Pick me! Pick … Continue reading
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Linger
To linger over words is to linger over worlds. Sitting at the table, shafts of early sun across my back warm and drowsy, with lemon-lime seltzer bubbles performing circus-like tricks in my glass and a bowl of fresh nearby – homemade yogurt, berries of blue, purple red and pink, I linger over the morning paper. … Continue reading
Five p.m.
What effort, to transform the circadian lull of mid-afternoon into cascading moments of sweetness, delight for the soul and the senses. A gift I cannot give myself, but only receive. This oft dreaded witching hour, when empty bellies and foggy minds clamor for attention; when lunch is long past and dinner is a work in … Continue reading
Cowpaths
Story is that the roads ’round these parts “developed” as a series of cowpaths (or possibly Native American foot paths). Which goes a long way toward explaining why streets twist and turn, why street names change without warning (or signs), how you can be on “one road” for a mile and make 28 turns, and … Continue reading
That wasn’t as gross as I thought: Compost
I’ve been through a lot with compost and it all started in New York City. I’d been thinking quite a bit about composting, feeling enviro-guilt about tossing all my vegetable scraps, wanting “black gold” for my plants & gardening activities, mulling over ways to accomplish both goals. In a conversation with my mother-in-law, she mentioned … Continue reading
Plumfield is Amazing; Part 5 (Finale)
Here is my final post on my daughter’s amazing school. (Read part one, part two, part three, and part four). Homeschooling for first grade was a pretty sweet experience (helped by the fact that we were living in a cabin in the woods in New Hampshire) and I would not trade it for anything. I … Continue reading
Plumfield is Amazing, Part 4
After a lovely weekend getaway with old friends at a ladies retreat near Lake Winnapesaukee in New Hampshire (enough material there for a separate post – look for it soon!) I am now ready to continue my treatise on why Plumfield Academy is amazing. This is part four of my five part series (read Part … Continue reading
Plumfield is Amazing, Part 2
This is part two of my five-part series on my daughter’s school. (Read Part One). After homeschooling last year, it was clear that my daughter was ready for a peer group that did not include me! We discovered that Plumfield Academy was partnering with homeschoolers (there is currently a waitlist for part time spots, but … Continue reading
Plumfield Academy is Amazing, Part 1
At the end of last school year when I finished first grade with my daughter (which was mostly done in New Hampshire when we lived in a family cabin in the woods), I realized something: my daughter needed friends her own age. Not that she didn’t like hanging with her younger brother and mom, but … Continue reading
Why can’t you kids just do things my way?
Spending the day with my kids, I realized several things. Number one: I like them. This is not a new revalation by any means, but it’s always pleasant to be reminded. We took the bus into town today and visited the bustling Peabody Essex Museum (bonus, it’s totally free for Salem residents. I love this … Continue reading
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