Waking up with the sun is something I have always wanted to do and I finally did it this summer. Early morning walks that often end up being half-run half-walk are the perfect antidote to this pandemic. Here’s a little snippet from my mornings.
Eric Carle and all his creations are a big part of my kids’ childhood. His are often the first books they … Read the rest
My mother had a teacher in elementary school who doted on her. She left India and moved to Washington D.C. to be with her husband but continued to send parcels of books to my mother from the other side of the world. One of those books was Little Women by Louisa May Alcott.
I read it when I was a little girl and promptly fell … Read the rest
Rearrange-the-deck-chairs-on-the-Titanic means “to do something pointless or insignificant that will soon be overtaken by events, or that contributes nothing to the solution of a current problem” and it neatly sums up how I feel all the time these days. Then I read Emily Flake’s I Was In Charge Of The Deck Chairs On The Titanic, And They Absolutely Did Need Rearranging on the one and … Read the rest
I am going to do the unthinkable and begin my post with a quote. Friedrich Nietzsche once said “All truly great thoughts are conceived while walking.” While I don’t know about that, what I am certain about is that he wasn’t talking about neighborhood strolls with a couple of kids who have been cooped up at home for more than a month now.… Read the rest
“The moment one gives close attention to any thing, even a blade of grass it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.”
— Henry Miller
I was going to leave this post with a picture and the above quote when my 8 year old, who now reads this blog, suggested I write more. So here’s more on paying attention and why I think … Read the rest
I don’t have the luxury to pore over a book these days so I rely heavily on a few websites for my daily dose of words. Here’s what has stuck with me over the past few weeks.
This nugget of wisdom from Kurt Vonnegut’s A Man Without a Country:
“But I had a good uncle, my late Uncle Alex. He was my father’s kid brother, … Read the rest
Draw a crazy picture,
Write a nutty poem,
Sing a mumble-grumble song,
Whistle through your comb.
Do a loony-goony dance
‘Cross the kitchen floor,
Put something silly in the world
That ain’t been there before.
– Shel Silverstein
Kids don’t need to be reminded to do any of the above, it’s we who forget. The mundane gets in the way. I have not “put something … Read the rest
The first couple of years with a baby can often translate into less time and even lesser inclination for long-distance travel. Some people will forge on, undeterred by sleepless nights but that’s not who I am. I like taking it easy.
While writing about Ursula K. Le Guin’s writing routines and her take on interruptions, my current favorite blogger/writer/artist/parent Austin Kleon has a lovely thing … Read the rest