Friday, February 17, 2017

January Winter Fun

Here are a few shots from this past January.

Inside . . . 

A window on the wintery world


We had a several day puzzle marathon. I think we did 7 in total. 

Outside . . .  

On a cold, sunny day we went on a walk on the old pier in North Rustico. This is one of our favourite (and closest) beaches in the summer, and we get a lot of mileage out of it in the winter too!

It was a windy day, and the waves were really crashing up over the walls.

Taking cover from the waves. I got hid hard in the back with one of them when I wasn't paying attention!

This one loves rock climbing.

And this one loves sliding down the frozen dunes face first!

Ok, just to let you know, all the kids were enjoying this particular moment! Everyone knows snow is insulating, right?!

Rescued by Daddy!

Happy winter to everyone!


Thursday, February 16, 2017

Snowy Day Miscellany

I've missed blogging. I've missed capturing the beauty in our everyday lives and chronicling our family's little adventures. Blogging helps me keep perspective. It helps me look at our life in a positive light. (And I think that's really important in the depths of winter!) I've struggled with defining some kind of purpose for this blog. But I think it's mainly just for me, and if anyone else gains any joy from what I post, then great!

The big reason I haven't been blogging here is because our main photo library isn't accessible to me during the day when I have a few spare minutes to pull something together. I need to figure out a way around that.

With that said, here a few photos from our snowy February day!

We started a science experiment last night. We put out two containers of water, one with salt water and one with plain tap water. We wanted to see which would freeze first. We meant to check them before bedtime, but forgot! It turned out alright though, because in the morning, the results could be clearly seen.

The fresh water (top) was frozen solid, with a layer of snow on top of the ice. The salt water (bottom) was still completely in liquid form. Now we just need to figure out why . . .

Another learning opportunity arose when the kids discovered Battleship in the basement! It's a little tricky for them, but they are learning how to plunk in the coordinates.

Today is also another storm day! We've had a few in the last couple of weeks, and the snow is really piling up, much to the delight of all in the house. I took these pictures from the warmth of the dining room. :)

Here is one of my book stacks. I'm going through A Mother's Rule of Life for the second time, and am just getting into The Karamazov Brothers for bookclub. It's a doozy! I'll have to dig in some more tonight. Winter evenings are perfect for big books!

I hope to be posting more regularly! And maybe even playing some catch up!


Thursday, October 27, 2016

Confessions of a Homesteading Imposter

Confession time. I’m a total fake when it comes to any form of “homesteading.” I’m a wanderer at heart. A forager by trade. Crocuses, strawberries, wild roses, mushrooms, cranberries, pinecones. I grew up wandering and gathering, taking what the forest and riverbank had to offer. I grew up wondering, listening to the water and the earth. I was never one for cultivating. 

The only garden I ever tried to grow, a tiny triangle in a friend’s half-acre of bounty, was a dismal failure. I don’t remember harvesting a single plant or fruit thereof. I weeded out the seedlings. I neglected to water. I proved that my “Little House on the Prairie” dreams were not all they were cracked up to be. I remember declaring my interest in farming to my friend’s mother, and her subtle condescension as she responded that farmers have to get up really early and work hard, you know

Now, with a little more knowledge and a little more discipline, I have reaped the rewards of what I’ve planted in our humble veggie patch. But I believe that has been more so in spite of me than because of me. This year alone the green arrow peas dried in their pods before I got out to pick them. The lettuce bolted. The spinach wilted. I watched in fascination as a horde of hungry bugs descended on the kale for a week or so, steadily devouring each leaf, and I did nothing about it. A real farmer asked me at church one Sunday what my plan was for dealing with pests. I said something along the lines of, well, I just throw things in the ground and hope for the best! He thought I was joking. The green tomatoes I dutifully harvested before the frost (I do well with hard deadlines, I must admit) are now slowly rotting in bowls on the counter.

My husband accuses me of being an idealist, and he is right. The books make it look so pretty! I don’t think I’ll be winning an award from the PEI Rural Beautification Society anytime soon. 

And I see it all as some kind of character flaw. Gardening is not actually all that difficult, and I do love to eat local. It’s the responsible thing to do, given we have a bit of land. It fits with so much of what I want for our lives here. Regardless, I lack the discipline. I lack the inner bent. Things go a bit wild, and I am prone to wander off in the only clump of trees and bushes around to measure the growth of the saplings and hunt for old man’s beard. 

While others dig in, I prefer to discover. To go out and see what Mother Nature has to offer on a given day. To linger, finger, and ponder. To be surprised. 

Perhaps it’s outright laziness. Sure, we all have preferences. Like sleeping in and more chocolate. But Laura and Mary would not have shirked their duties! They would have starved otherwise. The stakes are not as high for me, but when I look out on the dishevelled mess that is not yet ready for winter, the sad swiss chard that nobody wants to eat just now is giving me that wilted, disappointed look. 

So why do I persist, I wonder? I could just let it go, cut my losses, and buy my produce at the farmers’ market. But then I think of my childhood heroes, and if I don’t at least try, I will feel unworthy of the legacy of so many hardworking people who scraped their suppers out of the ground and stocked up for the cold months ahead. I will feel unworthy of my fertile red soil. I will feel unproductive, and somehow less than the others with their tidy rows picked and pickled in season. 

I don’t dislike gardening. I actually love getting my fingers in the dirt. I love standing with the hose in hand on a summer’s eve, just thinking about things and listening to the birds. I love eating our own carrots out of the cellar in February, and putting together a whole meal with the work of our hands and the land. There are many things I love about having a garden, but that does not mean I find it easy. It goes against my nature, somehow. But isn’t that what being a grown-up is all about? Learning to do the things you aren’t good at? Persisting in the face of the difficult? Resisting the urge to only do what comes naturally? Becoming self-disciplined enough to (one day) put the tools away before it rains and just keep weeding?

I feel I must prove myself. To whom? My family? My friends and neighbours? The whole Almanzo Wilder household? Myself? I’m not sure.

I just know that I must keep on going, like I keep on living, throwing specks of nothing into black holes and hoping whole worlds will grow. Funny thing is, they often do. 

It’s like Mother Nature is saying, I know you’d rather be napping in a mossy hollow, or dancing with the dryads, or searching for cranberries on the boreal forest floor, but if you will just kneel down here for awhile, I have something to show you. There are still surprises, even for imposters like you. There’s wonder, even in this rectangle. And you can always buy a new hoe next spring. 


Friday, September 30, 2016

Shakespeare and Mozart in the Back Yard

This was a day where we took the books and the baby outside and read some literature in the back yard. We started a picture book version of A Midsummer Night's Dream (illustrated by Bruce Coville). We had also been listening to Mozart's Magic Flute in the car recently.

The play that ensued was a mix of a knight batting The Queen of the Night and a feisty disagreement between Oberon and Titania, the fairy king and queen. Ivy took it all in and just generally enjoyed the fresh air!


Friday, September 23, 2016

First Day of School 2016!

We officially started school on Monday! Arden was quite excited to be starting Grade 1.

We got the week off to a good start with a nice mix of activities - harvesting Arden's first yellow pepper from her garden, new colouring books, poetry, money math, an introduction to the orchestra, new paints, and a few good stories.

Highlights of the day were learning the fun poem "Ooey Gooey" (Jack's favourite) and discovering "How the Whale Got His Throat" (Arden's favourite - she did not forget the suspenders, Best Beloved).


Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Florence Nightingale and the Value of Play

Stories are powerful. We read one about Florence Nightingale last week, and today the kids are busy setting up their own army hospital! It's all very organized.

This sort of thing reinforces my belief that children needs lots of time for unstructured play - time to process and engage with the ideas they are taking in. Through play, ideas can truly take root in a child's life. 

For those who are interested, this is the book we read:

It's a good introduction to Florence Nightingale and the issues of her time surrounding health care. While it's not the most compelling narrative I've ever read, the story was interesting and easy to follow. (Both my 4 and 6 year old were happy to sit through the reading.) Demi's illustrations are lovely. The image of "The Lady with the Lamp" really stuck with my 6 year old. It could also be a great springboard to discussion and more research. 


Friday, September 16, 2016

Getting schooly

We haven't officially started school yet. We've had a wonderfully full and busy summer with lots of family visiting, and I'm still finishing up some of the planning details and gathering of materials. I'm really looking forward to getting back into routine!

That being said, we're having somewhat of a schooly day today. We kept close to home because there are colds brewing. The kids went outside after breakfast, and noting how chilly it was, decided to pick all the ripe tomatoes for me, because they remember how we usually try to pick them all before a frost hits. Then we all sat down with the watercolour paints for a little while, and I had fun experimenting with colour. (I think I need some new paintbrushes.) Arden and Jack made pictures to send to our sponsor child in Guatemala, and Arden did some of the writing on the card and dictated the rest to me. Energy was low, so we had a Magic School Bus break while I sorted and sharpened pencil crayons. After lunch we sat down in the sunny living room and each picked a library book to read. One book sparked a question concerning the best way to get from France to Sri Lanka! (Any guesses as to which book we were reading?)

Now, all three children are either sleeping or quietly playing upstairs, and I'm drinking hot cocoa and thinking that I really love this kind of togetherness and learning. Even though I have a whole school term mostly planned out, I don't want to lose this sense of gentle exploration, of the natural ebb and flow of learning and living.


Saturday, July 16, 2016

Order and Wonder: A Case Study

The idea and interplay of "order and wonder" was hit home to me today by a little incident with the kids. Last night on the way home from the beach, I gave Arden the map so she could track along with our route. Then she had the idea for a "craft" for school - she wanted me to print off a map so she could glue it on to a piece of cardboard and colour in the roads. Of course, I thought that was a great idea, and even though it was Saturday today, we set about to make her own little map. (This is part of wonder - of being receptive to the world and ways to learn from it every day.) 

Well, we had a glitch with the printer and I couldn't print off what I wanted to. But as she looked at the screen over my shoulder, she noticed for the first time that PEI was "completely surrounded by water!" (Yes, I'm sure I'd mentioned that before when we talked about what an island was, but today she discovered it for herself!) I then proceeded to get out the atlas to show the kids the map of Canada and where PEI was in the ocean. They were excited about this, but even more excited when I reminded them about the big puzzle of Canada that we had that we hadn't done in a long time. Filled with excitement and ready to explore some geography, we all traipsed merrily into the living room to get the puzzle when we were met with . . . a complete disaster. The room was a mess. And so was the music room/library beside it. 

To be fair, we'd been on vacation this past week, with family visiting from another province, plus the kids were sick a few of those days, so it wasn't difficult to understand why these rooms were such a mess of toys and activities. We were out of routine. We hadn't done our chores. And that meant there was literally no room anywhere to put together the puzzle. I tried to clear a path with my feet to the least messy spot. There was a game with its many parts spread all across the floor. I told the kids they needed to clean up that game before we could get out  the puzzle. Perfectly reasonable, right? 

Well, not reasonable to tired, out of routine children. What followed was an extended period of crying, complaining and general unhappiness. By the end of it all, the baby was hungry and crying, and the kids didn't even really want to do the puzzle any more. The moment was lost. 

Now, all of this is, as I said before, perfectly understandable given the circumstances. But it illustrated to me the importance of "order and wonder" when it comes to education. We had a moment of discovery and wonder - we are surrounded by water! This opened an opportunity for further exploration. I had the materials I needed. But, on this particular day, we were lacking in order. Our space was a mess. And because of that, we couldn't pursue the idea at the opportune time. It is just one example of how order actually opens the space for wonder. Order brings freedom to explore. Order brings peace. 

Later on we did end up working on the puzzle. The teachable moment is not lost forever. But order is so key to making the most of those moments when they happen. This is a good reminder for me. 


Wednesday, June 15, 2016

30 Ways We Homeschool Blog Party!

Today I am joining in on the blog party fun over at They Call Me Blessed for 30 Ways We Homeschool! There's a lot of great ideas and inspiration, so check it out! There's also a fabulous giveaway happening with tons of homeschool resources!

Here's my post: Cultivating a Life of Order and Wonder

If you are making your way to Little Hearth and Homestead from the blog party, welcome! This is where I share a little bit about our island life and homeschooling journey. My main blog, where I do most of my writing, is The Red Letters Blog. It's a quiet place where I write about finding God in the everyday, prayer, joy, parenting, and the beautiful news of Jesus. I would love for you to join me over there!


Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Grade 1 Teacher Prep

I am really excited about this stack of books. This is what I'll be diving into over the summer to prepare myself for Grade 1. Most of these I have already read, but I want to re-immerse myself in the ideas.

From top to bottom:

Leisure the Basis of Culture by Josef Pieper
I read this a few years ago, on the recommendation of someone in the blogosphere, though I can't remember who! (Auntie Leila?) Since then, I've been reading and learning more about scholé from the likes of Sarah Mackenzie, Scholé Sisters, and Christopher Perrin. This time through, I'll be thinking about just what "leisure" (aka scholé) can look like in our family as we continue with home education. 

For the Children's Sake by Susan Schaeffer Macaulay
This is one I've heard about from many different people. I believe this book had something to do with the modern resurgence of Charlotte Mason. Our library doesn't have it, so I'm borrowing from a friend. It is basically a summary of Charlotte Mason's principles and how they can be applied in the home. I've dipped into enough Charlotte Mason to be familiar with most of the concepts, but I'm really enjoying reading through it and seeing the practical side of things. This is probably something I'd like to get for my own library. (It's on the wish list!)

Teaching From Rest by Sarah Mackenzie
I read this last winter, but I'd like to go through it again now that we are further into things and that Grade 1 is on the horizon. I think it would be ideal to go through with a notebook and a friend! I haven't got the accompanying podcasts yet either, which I'd like to do, and really take my time with it all. She is encouraging on a practical level, but also inspiring on the level of ideas. The teaching from rest idea is connected to the idea of scholé as well. 

The Abolition of Man by C.S. Lewis
This essay is in that big book, along with The Weight of Glory, another of my favourites! I did read it a few years ago, but I'd like to refresh my memory. Lewis said we were in danger of creating "men without chests." Who wouldn't want to read Lewis's thoughts on education? 

The Original Homeschooling Series by Charlotte Mason
This one is not pictured, and I am still saving up for the hard copies, but I am reading selections on the Ambleside Online website. Currently I'm reading about habits (Vol. 1), and then I'd like to get into "masterly inactivity." 

Like I've said before, I need to get my big ideas in place before I tackle the details of curriculum selection, scheduling, and the like. (I do have my curriculum mostly picked out for the fall, though I'm still tweaking. More on that another time.) I'm looking forward to working through the stack! 


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