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winter out my window

I love seeing the newly fallen snow sitting on the tree in my front yard.  I love the way it clings and piles up on the smallest surfaces.  It doesn’t last long, though, as any little breeze is prone to knocking it down and if the sun comes out it will melt and drip.  The sleds and shovel, the empty bird house and ski poles are all indicators that winter finally fully upon us.

Hope you are enjoying the new year, and that you are finding a touch of beauty n your day.

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getting a tan

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You would think I had teenage girls, instead of little boys, by the way they have been acting lately.

Every chance they get, they are out in the sun.  Shoes and shirts disappear in a flash and sun tanning begins.  Oh, they claim, that they take off their unnecessary clothing because it is hot — I think it got up to 45* one day so far — not because they are tanning, but I don’t believe them.  They are finding any place that is high and dry to soak up the rays.

Happy St. Patrick Day!

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For months, Gideon has been avoiding going out.  Avoiding it, because it means wearing snow boots.  But, the other day, he saw mommy take the trash out in bare feet, and now he has become an escape artist. 

It matters not why the door is open, he is there.  He sneaks out as we haul firewood in.  He sneaks out as dad gets home from work.  He runs out laughing, every time his brother head out to play.

It is finally warm enough to avoid shoes!

Those puddles are cold, hard evidence of it.

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Warm temperatures greeted us yesterday afternoon, and we revelled in them.  I think it was about 40 degrees Fahrenheit.  Oh, yes, chilly still, but not so cold that we didn’t enjoy some school on the front steps, and the bikes have been dug out!

If this weather continues, I will be planning my garden, knowing full well that it will be at least two months before we can till the soil.  The town cop will be waving as he drives by while I sit on the porch, knitting — despite the snow!

Are you enjoying spring?

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The world is a big beautiful place, just begging to be explored!  Every where you look, there is something to be discovered.  Something to learn about. 

As the seasons allow, we spend time learning about the world around us.  In the spring, birdwatching takes priority, as many beautiful breeds migrate through the area.  Due to all the snow, our bird feeders draw a crowd.  We spend hours a day looking up different species and reading about them.

When the snow melts, we explore the new plant growth and examine the first bugs to emerge from the ground.  This is also the time of year when the boys notice the rocks and their varying features. 

Since it is too cold to begin gardening, we often hike on these muddy days.  The boys collect snail shells and identify footprints, keeping a look out for bears that have recently left hibernation, and for young strawberry plants.

When summer finally arrives, we begin gardening.  They love to dig in the warm soil and watch the new plants emerge.  They enjoy sneaking extra potato eyes into the garden, and ‘tricking’ me into thinking it is a wild potato.  They love to see how many things reseed themselves, and how they change from year to year.

Summer also brings bugs, worms and fishing.  The boys are wonderful little fly tiers, concentrating on making something that looks like a real bug.

As fall draws near, we begin harvesting.  The onions above are known as Egyptian Onions.  They produce sets, not seeds.  In November of 2006, I was given five tiny sets, and told to plant them somewhere where I could just leave them alone for a year or two.  I did, scraping through the snow to put them in the ground, and in the spring of 2007, five little scallions emerged.  This past fall, 2008, I decided it was time to collect the sets and replant them.

We carefully cut the tops of the onions off, brought them in, and counted them.  We had 580 new sets!   They ranged in size from a lentil to a quarter.  We planted them in rows, and are anticipating making pickled onions this spring.  The original five, which bunched into 20-30 new plants, are still in the ground, and will make us a supply of sets for next year.  I am guessing we will have a couple thousand!

Winter is a time for skiing and indoor study.  Sitting around the fireplace and reading novels.  Manny joins us for many of the activities, and chooses many books to share with his sons.  This winter, they are building an igloo.  They are learning so many things about snow, ice, insulation and heat.

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“According to German superstition, if a hibernating animal sees its shadow on this day – the Christian festival of Candlemas – winter will last another six weeks. If no shadow is seen, according to legend, spring will come early.”

It seems the groundhog has seen his shadow, which means six more weeks of winter.  Superstition or not, we are in for six more weeks of winter.  In this region, only six more weeks of winter would be an early spring!

In honor of all this winter, and the want to hibernate that has taken over my being, I have decided to treat you to a series on home schooling.  I will show you how we have set up our schooling this year, the curriculum we are using, and hopefully, some guest posts by other homeschoolers — both parents and students. 

If you have suggestions, feel free to share.  If you have any questions, please ask.  See you tomorrow, shadow or not!

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loving the snow

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Until recently, Gideon has been avoiding all possible contact with snow.  He hasn’t cared that he has boots and a coat.  He has not wanted anything to do with that cold white stuff–until yesterday. 

I don’t know what changed his mind, but as his brothers were hauling fire wood, he slid down the stairs and scooted out the front door–in his stocking feet.  He delighted in making tracks and touching it.  He climbed banks and slid down them.  He explored the tunnels his brothers have dug.  He even tasted it a bit. 

When I asked him what he was doing, he smiled, pointed to the snow and proclaimed, “This!”  I waited and waited for him to get cold, to want to come in, but on he played.  He played, just loving the snow, until he slipped and fell on some ice.  Oh, how he wanted to come in then!

I got to hug him and dust him off.  He was ready to go again, until his fingers began to tingle!  He had never experienced that burning sensation before, and sent up such a howl–one would have thought he was hurt!  Mournful, heartbroken, wailing!  Try as I might, I could not comfort him.  It was to no avail.

After a few minutes of crying, he settled down, looked his hands over and glared out the window.  “That” cold white stuff had gotten him!

Today, when he ventured out to play, he was more cautious, but still loving every minute.

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