As we drove home from our very first parent-teacher conference tonight, I felt the chill, saw the leaves a changin' and realized that the summer is really gone. Now, I know it's been gone for quite a while, but I think I've been revelling in this beautiful cool/clear weather so much, that it seemed like it was still here. October is truly the best month of this year, so far. I have to go out, probably on Saturday, after the big Halloween shindig at school and lay my dearly departed garden to rest.
I am really digging on orange right now. I don't think it's from being surrounded by Beaver fans, either. The color of sungold tomatoes, well, I've been wanting to paint them all summer. And the pumpkins, oh the pumpkins, they're just as lucious as always. I just started some new mittens for Ella to match her coat, that are a lovely color called 'Orange you glad.' The other night I helped a 8 year old start on a little mousey and he's going to end up being orange too. I do feel glad, not that summer is over but just that there are so many lovely orange and yellow things to beautify my world right now.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Friday, August 25, 2006
momosarah
momosarah
i'm a blogger you're a blogger we are bloggers all
i will probably get the hang of this sooner or later and not feel like so much of a goon writing to myself (and all of you peeping toms out there)
maybe i will tell you about the name momosarah. there is a japanese folk tale called momotaro. it is about an old couple who discover a boy inside of a peach. their long awaited son came to them in a peach (momo means peach in japanese). what a way to enter the world. well, my son gus, who did not arrive in a peach, wrote me a note that said 'i (heart) you momo' on a paper plate at a pizza restaurant. to him momo was the way to spell mama, and it just made me so happy, and then i thought of peachboy.
i spent a large part of last weekend in a peach of my own. the children and i picked about 50 lbs of peaches at a local farm and boy howdy i was up to my elbows in peach juice for a few days canning and freezing them. we even got to eat peach cobbler and peach salsa. the sight of those jars of peaches just made my heart swell. i guess you could say i love peaches and so momosarah is a good name for me.
i'm a blogger you're a blogger we are bloggers all
i will probably get the hang of this sooner or later and not feel like so much of a goon writing to myself (and all of you peeping toms out there)
maybe i will tell you about the name momosarah. there is a japanese folk tale called momotaro. it is about an old couple who discover a boy inside of a peach. their long awaited son came to them in a peach (momo means peach in japanese). what a way to enter the world. well, my son gus, who did not arrive in a peach, wrote me a note that said 'i (heart) you momo' on a paper plate at a pizza restaurant. to him momo was the way to spell mama, and it just made me so happy, and then i thought of peachboy.
i spent a large part of last weekend in a peach of my own. the children and i picked about 50 lbs of peaches at a local farm and boy howdy i was up to my elbows in peach juice for a few days canning and freezing them. we even got to eat peach cobbler and peach salsa. the sight of those jars of peaches just made my heart swell. i guess you could say i love peaches and so momosarah is a good name for me.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
blog to iuu wa....
looks like a blog, smells like a blog, sounds like a blog, must be a blog.
my turn to go geeky again i guess, been away from it for too darn long.
i wonder what i will write.
so many thoughts so few fingers.
my turn to go geeky again i guess, been away from it for too darn long.
i wonder what i will write.
so many thoughts so few fingers.
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