the horrid humid weather is gone...replaced by rain, glorious rain...and cooling winds. there are subtle shadings of red on the outer-edges of the leaves of our maple tree....a sign of the changes to come.
a noticeable change around these parts has been increasing amounts of silence. the kind of silence that comes with being engrossed in a good book. Savannah's interest in reading took off at a gallop with the finding of an old copy of Black Beauty. none of the easy-readers we have lying around seemed to tweak her interest - even the horsey ones.but now she's barreling her way through this door-step-sized tome, quite voluntarily. and lining up her to-read pile with great enthusiasm. which got me thinking about how we assume what kids should be capable of and then force them into self-fulfilling prophecy. who says that because she's only 7 that she should only be reading books of a certain style, vocabulary and length? pfffft. here's to strewing the path!
of course the silence rarely lasts....soon there was bickering and accusations flew of someone touching someone else's K'Nex creation and so we gathered the hounds and set off for a walk in the wild, wet weather. we came home to bread pudding....(i hate throwing out the crusts of bread that no-one will eat)...so i found a recipe and gave it a go....
alas.....nobody liked it except for me. evidently it reminded Savannah too much of some kitchen experiment she'd conducted in the past. i think it was the vanilla extract that did her in. i would use less next time anyway.
so now we're settling in for an afternoon of tea, art projects and (very likely) a spot of reading. the rain is falling in a steady drizzle and we are cozy and dry.
we are blessed.
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