Transitions are interesting times, but extra comforts help with any uneasiness while we navigate. On this cosy rainy day, we read and draw, bake and cook, paint up some pantry cabinets, and stretch…
We need these quiet moments…every day. Happy growing season, Love ~ Amor Milagre
Music of the Moment: Close Your Eyes, Salvatore Licitra & Kronos Quartet
Lilacs and green White Mountain ranges, a drive over and through the steep woods, stingrays and nibbling fish, and a family stroll through the land of fairy tales delighted us over the weekend. Having moved to the high hills and lakes, we read on and on. We happened upon a wooden house from one our recent reads and found a bed, a stone stove, little chairs, and skis. Heidi’s house in the Alps appeared atop a New Hampshire hill, overlooking her little town, with sprouting green ridges stretched out above in the near distance. I recalled walking along the Alps and looked about for the white cows and goats that graze in my memory. Mother Goose read to us in her lavender bonnet, we rowed with pirates and found more treasures, reminding me of Idlewild Park, a bit south, both parks having the Little Old Woman who Lived in a Shoe. No children but visitors on this yellow boot. Next door, alligators and jellyfish swam, though in very tight tanks. I’m not interested in zoos, as encapsulating wild ones is too sad. We tried first rides, and many other little firsts. We’re so proud, such big steps for our dear family.
Today, we’ll record details from this homeschool field trip. It was generally lovely, relaxed, and less crowded than parks for older kiddies, but the others’ babes were quite overtired, crying, and the tightly formed lines didn’t help. We’re extremely sensitive and outtings are difficult, but the appreciated prevention of smoke at this park made it possible for us to try it! It is a park for little cubs, after all. Conway was bustling with craft fair tents as we passed by on the lower road home, and we read out curious shop names to visit another day. We retreated back home, to de-mask and de-mitten, to rest feet and backs, and to unwind overstimulated senses with lasagna, recaps, and cuddles. Many questions were answered, for little darlings need help processing so much energy spent in one place and time. We all do, actually…
This morning, a peach pie sizzles in the oven. We’ll return to Storyland next spring, for this cool air went swimmingly with that funny pumpkin coach energy. We may even try Santa’s Village, for little elves here already know so much about the North Pole, and it would be fun to enjoy some of the perks of the job. Now, we’ll tuck into some new library books, and edit my tales, for getting to know characters lends such joy to one’s life.
Happy Summer Adventures! Take the best care. Love, ~Amor Milagre
…home again home again jiggity jig…
Music of the Moment: One, two, buckle my shoe…
Dinner tonight is a dish of baby’s handmade pillowy broccoli ravioli. So good! Our school lessons also include cooking, baking, laundry, budgeting, and cleaning. One needs to know how to take healthy care of hearth & home.
We’re also looking to summer, ready to build up skills with plans for a few new adventures. It’s the weekend already? Time for audiobooks, libraries, science projects, book editing, and delicious bakes. Hope you have a lovely one. It’s pretty and raining here. Love it! Everything is green.
Cloud Love, ~Amor Milagre
In between our homeschool lessons, an influx of doctor’s appointments, work, renovating, and gardening, we find it necessary to plan little pleasures to calm, rejuvenate, and excite our greening up spirits. The trees and plants unfurl and awaken this week, as we unwind our senses with:
A tiny yellow cardigan waits on the back of a chair. An open sewing box invites nimble fingers to experiment. All of these little things smile up the mind. Release and fall into the poetry of the positives that live inside our day. Love, ~ Amor Milagre
Soon, the apples will PINK with soft creamy blossoms…and bees…
The raindrops deepen and saturate all the colours…I love rainy and snowy days the most. Mermaids love healing waters.
Tactile pleasures satisfy the senses. Smell the spices, roll out floury dough. Synesthesia can feel beautiful.
Old tools of stone to crush up beautiful owl-like walnuts connects us to all times. This is quieter than machines. There is tact involved and little sounds, but the whirring -pound -trickle- put-put-put is a song I like.
Dripping translucent petals soothe…instantly. Breathe in fresh oxygen.
Soft sleepy pajamas…soon… Oversized for when little legs kick off quilts. Pleats are needed for now, but are then removed in a few years, and all the while there is a soft, flat, smooth waistline for comfort. Rest easily, and sleep well.
A carpet of petals.
Inhabiting Mrs. Crustybread’s world for an afternoon…
Teatime…mangiamo…
Puffs of air out in the garden fill up our world…
Music of the Moment: Chopin, Prelude Op. 28 No. 15 Raindrop
while you’re waiting…listen to the rain…
Also, new song by Fiona Apple-Pretrial (Let Her Go Home)
Oh, for the love of a real weekend! Here are some happy things we enjoyed today:
I also began my first oil paintings of the season, with our garden daffodils as my warm up subject.
Visit my shop for new originals, fine art prints, and stationery cards.
What kind of simple pleasures greeted you today?
Love, ~ Amor Milagre
Music of the Moment: Boogie Shoes, KC and the Sunshine Band
