Radical

I was sitting in the tub, as you do, thinking about this post. I’ve recently finished Radical Homemakers and it’s left me with all sorts of good thoughts and dreams. I considered what I wanted to say and also what picture I might want to accompany the post. Something green, maybe. Or perhaps a photo of livestock,…

Out the Window

A bit embarrassingly, we don’t, technically, have a nature table or designated spot in the house. It’s something I’ve been meaning to do for ages, but have felt like we just don’t have the space for it. It’s only very recently I’ve realized that our upstairs bay window sill has sort of organically turned into…

Bugs and Toads

E. is at theater camp all week, and after we drop her off in the morning, M. and I have the day to ourselves. Yesterday, after running a few errands, lunch, and a nap, we spent the afternoon outside. Obviously I’m biased, but I feel M. is possibly the best absolute kind of little boy….

Things I’m Learning

Despite the fact that we’re already through the first week of July, we’ve really only started our summer (and it’s going to be over far too soon).`However, in our few weeks of freedom I’ve learned (or relearned things I’d forgotten from last summer) a few things that have made this time so full to the…

Our Week (Thus Far)

True to my predictions this past Tuesday, this week has been far quieter, and thank goodness for that, than previous weeks. We’ve had swim lessons, walks in the woods, and swimming, swimming, swimming galore, particularly earlier in the week, when the heat and humidity was just about unbearable. None of us took off our bathing suits…

Bedtime

It’s our first night of summer vacation and our last at home for a few days as we’re off on another camping trip. After baths and a change into jammies, the littles and I found ourselves back outside with the intention (or, at least, I had the intention) of reading our bedtime stories out on…

Earth Worm, Inch Worm, Book Worm

Reading has always been a big part of our summers. I am a reader, and all through my life nothing has made me happier than a stack of books, a comfortable spot on a porch or under a tree, and hours of the day, unfilled, stretched before me. Of course, now as a mother of…

In Which We Go Camping, Part IV

Our last full day of camping was a rainy one, the kind where you just know you won’t be seeing the sun and nothing ever quite gets dry. After two absolutely glorious and warm sunny days, though, we were able to except the exceptional dreariness and found ways to entertain ourselves. Our little ones turned…

In Which We Go Camping, Part III

Saturday was hot. It got up to 80 degrees with air thick and damp. I know to many who come from warmer climes this seems like nothing, but 80 degrees in northern Maine at the end of May makes you feel like you just stepped into the Amazon. Nothing is ever quite dry and even…

In Which We Go Camping, Part II

We watched the weather obsessively for almost a week before we left. The predictions vascilated between sunny and hot to a complete wash. In the end, the report of a mix was the most accurate, and we felt quite lucky to wake up Friday morning to see the sun burning off a layer of clouds….

In Which We Camp, Part I

We have returned! And we are exhausted, sunburnt, maybe a little bit cranky, but above all, filled to the brim with peace and joy. As we were leaving our campsite today, my husband and I were discussing our next camping trip and where we thought we’d like to go. While we have a lot of…

And Away We Go!

It’s here! It’s here! It’s finally here! It has been tradition these past four years for my husband and I to pack up our children, drive several hours north, nearly to the Canadian border, and join my husband’s father, step-mom, and their grandson for an extra-long weekend of camping. Though I’m currently sitting comfortably in…