Family Life & Kids


Wild raspberries

Wild raspberries

The wild raspberry harvest coincides with a slightly different season than I am used to.

This isn't August. It's life.

This isn't August. It's life.

The things you want from life must be grabbed from it, while living.

Going to town

Going to town

And then came the girls, dressed for town. And I lost my resolve to keep the photographic score even, and who can blame me?

A twelve year old boy is a beautiful thing

A twelve year old boy is a beautiful thing

Dirty clothes, dirty feet and dirty fingernails. Mussed hair, toothy grin, and a sprinkle of freckles across the nose.

Knowing the learner (a story from the strawberry field)

Knowing the learner (a story from the strawberry field)

If I could choose to be an expert in just one thing during this stage of our homeschool journey, I'd chose to be an expert in knowing my kids and building a better relationship with them.

I think we need more floaties

I think we need more floaties

I think we need more floaties. Because the river isn't all about quiet reflection. It's also about fun and frolic.

I forgot about the berries

I forgot about the berries

You don't pay for these berries. You don't fertilize, mulch or prune them. They don't give the yield of a cultivated berry patch but they don't ask for anything either. They are nature's gift.