We headed to nearby Isle Du Bois State Park late this afternoon for our walk. The sun was low in the sky and the prairie grasses were catching the rays and glistening. Somehow these lowly grasses always seem to catch my attention. I just couldn’t quit stopping to snap pictures.
At the entrance to the park, there was a field of bluebonnets. Texas is blessed with a variety of wildflowers but our state flower holds a special place in our hearts. My husband generously agreed to pull over at the entrance to let me hop out and snap a few more pictures.
It was a great afternoon for our walk in the woods. We left feeling refreshed and rejuvenated for the week to come.
Tonight was date night. I came home and changed out of my Friday outfit of school shirt and jeans and put on something a little dressier. My husband arrived home not long after and we headed to Hannah’s, the nicest restaurant in our town that caters to the college crowd.
What a wonderful evening! He had requested a quiet table so we had a big booth in the corner. A glass of wine, yummy soup, cedar planked salmon, lemon basil risotto for me. Tenderloin for him. We shared a piece of flourless chocolate cake (with violets on it!) for dessert with our coffees.
Quiet conversation and undivided attention to each other. A refresh and a reset after what’s been a long few months since 2017 began. Just what we needed.
I’m not sure what prompted that question from a curious second grader. I suspect that the teacher was introducing her annual foray into hatching chicken eggs in the classroom with a discussion of animals that lay eggs. I’ve never really wondered much about snails, let alone how they reproduce but this curious girl piqued my interest.
We found two books about snails. Both had fabulous photographs including a few of snail eggs and hatchlings. We found it interesting that the first food of the newly hatched snails is often the shell of their eggs. Who knew?
It warmed my librarian heart that we were able to find the information in books that she could take back to the classroom with her. I’m sure we could easily have found the information online but students still seem to prefer to have a book in their hands. She was thrilled that I let her check out an extra book so she could take both of the snail books with her.
Interesting questions make my day and I’m so happy to have learned that snails lay eggs.
It’s time to read Steven Schnur’s Spring: An Alphabet Acrostic to my first grade classes. I’ve already read Autumn and Winter. I make them guess the acrostic word for each poem. I told my class today that we don’t have the Summer book and that it’s out of print. Their teacher thought it might be fun for them to write their own book of Summer poems. What a great idea!
Here’s a start for them:
A picnic guest
Balls and blankets packed.
Everybody in the car.
Arriving to see waves
Crash on the shore
Hitting feet with sparkling water.
Cobs and husks are the
Only thing left behind.
Remnants of a golden feast
Needing only butter.
I was looking through my bullet journal the other day and came across my half-finished 6-word story challenge from May. The challenge from @pageflutter on Instagram gave me a theme for each day. The task was to write a story using only 6 words. I based my stories on children’s books. Can you guess the titles?
- SUMMER: Summer adventure with lively, loving sisters.
- SCANDAL: Stolen apples? Rumors spread. Lesson learned.
- THE QUEEN: “Ouch, lumpy bed!” said future queen.
- CHOCOLATE: Golden ticket gives Charlie chocolatey future.
- CLOSE CALL: Long narrow holes beckon ants–ZAP!
- FOLKLORE: House with chicken legs? Run fast!
- THE GIFT: Jonas receives society’s memories-a gift?
- DREAM COME TRUE: Gown, glass slippers, dancing ’til midnight.
- ABOUT A DOG: Supermarket stray helps girl find home.
- CHILDHOOD MEMORY: Nancy and friends solve every mystery.
Having a place to collect monthly challenges is one of the things I love about my bullet journal. Maybe I should write these stories on sticky notes and use them to promote some of these books.
My husband and I are walkers. We’ve been doing it for years. When our girls were little we had a treadmill. They can remember going to sleep to the sounds of machine guns or Remington Steele reruns each night depending on whose turn it was.
Our preference is to walk outside. As long as it is dry out, we go. If it’s cold we bundle up and have the streets to ourselves. During the long, hot Texas summers we go a little later and tough it out.
After a bout of sinusitis, tonight was my first walk in a couple of weeks. In spite of temperatures near 90 and a lot of pollen (the cars all look yellow!), it was great to be back on the road. We had a chance to discuss our days and the future. We checked for turtles in the creek and noted houses new on the real estate market. It was good to be on the road again.
I’ve always loved to ride my bike. I grew up in a small town and was pretty much free to roam. My bike gave me independence.
My husband and I bought bikes when we moved to our current house nearly twenty years ago. Last year I passed that bike on to my daughter and bought myself a new “old lady” bike. It’s a Townie. It allows me to sit up straight when I’m riding and greatly alleviates the neck pain that resulted from leaning forward and looking up when I rode my old bike.
The weather was perfect. The sun was shining. I was free and independent again. My “old lady” bike made me feel like a kid!