Friday Blurbs

We did not come to remain whole.

We came to lose our leaves like the trees, 

The trees that are broken 

And start again, drawing up from the great roots

- Robert Bly

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N participates in a world of the Mind-Paint Workshop. She writes poetry and comes home with a bubbling from under her skin. 

Thanks, C, for inspiring my kid to love writing and words!

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All of the programmable electronics in my house - my coffeepot, my blackberry, my gas furnace... - wake up at the same time. I'm the straggler. I roll out of bed, at least, 20 minutes late. 

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I have developed a cooking-crush on the smittenkitchen website. 

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Citizen Science Alert: this weekend is the Great Backyard Bird Count. I have a group of 13 elementary school students fired up and ready to go this afternoon. Clip boards. Binoculars. Warm Coats. We're good to go! 

Polaroid

Happy Valentine's Day!

Cabin Fever

N attends the Before & After Program at Prescott. Every year we're tasked with saving wrapping paper, ribbons and bows from our winter holidays for the annual Indoor Snowball Fight.

No snow involved, just wrapping paper. The whole thing resembles family therapy, mixed thoroughly with cabin fever, and drenched in near mayhem!

Midwestern Buddhism

My friend, D, simplifies the teachings of the Dalai Lama for me:

a. Don't be a douche-bag. 

b. Being a douche-bag will get you nowhere. 

c. Be nice. 

d.Thank the douche-bags in your life for helping you to choose not to be like them.

Books & Blankets

It has been those nights where nobody has felt quite right. That groggy feeling left over at the end of long weekend, or the same sensation that comes with the beginning of a feverish cold. Within these four walls we were early to bed with books and blankets.

Long Ago & Far Away

Happy 40th, C.

My Soundtrack

Regina Spektor takes first prize in the all around competition.