Thursday, April 30, 2009
Thank You cards season
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Speak up about the ND controversy
You can cast your vote in the blog that has been my most reliable source for ND scandal news!
Have a clothes-drying rack?
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
Worth watching
Worth stopping what you are doing and turning the video/audio on! I have it on my homeschool table. These crazy days, some words shine and console. The lecture was sponsored by the ND Center for Ethics and Culture.
Update 3 PM: This issue is boiling today as Mary Ann Glendon published her letter of refusal of the Laetare Medal to Fr. Jenkins. May God have mercy on us!
Update 3 PM: This issue is boiling today as Mary Ann Glendon published her letter of refusal of the Laetare Medal to Fr. Jenkins. May God have mercy on us!
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Thoughts on gardening
Last night the temperature dipped to 39F... and found me and Number Four in the garden, gloves, shivering, preparing beds for onion and garlic.
Working in the garden seems to feed the imagination. In the silence of manual, heavy work, one is surrounded by one's own mind, as the mechanical movements of gardening repeat themselves seemingly ad infinitum.
Last night my thoughts took me far away and long ago to when I was probably nine or ten years old. My father had built us an outdoor playhouse, a floor model of a kit he had found at Sears in Rio, complete with a concrete foundation, glass windows, and mom-made-curtains. We played in it for what must have been a million hours--mind you, there are no cold winters in Rio.
As the row of peas stretched in front of me, I remembered my first little garden, in the back of our playhouse, a damp, shady plot of a mere few square centimeters of dirt completely unsuitable for growing anything. There I planted a few short rows of... weeds, that matched shaped and size, alone, enjoying it to no end. There was no vegetable garden at home, I had only a vague idea of what it looked like from illustrations in books.
I don't remember what happened to my little weed garden. But somehow my gardener spirit has remained still intact! There is a challenge out there, a competition with the elements of nature, to which I attempt to bring order and fruit by my hands' labor. I thank God for it, because it is a wonderful gift.
Working in the garden seems to feed the imagination. In the silence of manual, heavy work, one is surrounded by one's own mind, as the mechanical movements of gardening repeat themselves seemingly ad infinitum.
Last night my thoughts took me far away and long ago to when I was probably nine or ten years old. My father had built us an outdoor playhouse, a floor model of a kit he had found at Sears in Rio, complete with a concrete foundation, glass windows, and mom-made-curtains. We played in it for what must have been a million hours--mind you, there are no cold winters in Rio.

As the row of peas stretched in front of me, I remembered my first little garden, in the back of our playhouse, a damp, shady plot of a mere few square centimeters of dirt completely unsuitable for growing anything. There I planted a few short rows of... weeds, that matched shaped and size, alone, enjoying it to no end. There was no vegetable garden at home, I had only a vague idea of what it looked like from illustrations in books.
I don't remember what happened to my little weed garden. But somehow my gardener spirit has remained still intact! There is a challenge out there, a competition with the elements of nature, to which I attempt to bring order and fruit by my hands' labor. I thank God for it, because it is a wonderful gift.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Wishing I could go!

My musician nephew's beautiful graduation invitation! Congratulations to him!
Instead, I will be in Wisconsin participating in their Catholic Homeschool conference!
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
The Dot and The Line
Freedom is not a license for chaos is Number Three's signature below his email messages. It was written by Norton Juster, of The Phantom Toolbooth fame, and it comes from our almost-17 year old's favorite book:
The Dot and the Line, a Romance in the Lower Mathematics, by Norton Juster, copyright 1963 and 2001, Chronicle Books, ISBN 1587170663
The phrase is the turning point and premise of this amazing, simply delightful little Math book. Math? That is our son's most disliked subject. Wait, The Dot and the Line is not a Math book! It is a hilarious comedy! But is that all? It is a romance, a story of love deeply felt, pursued, capable of provoking great things in the soul. In a little math book? Is it possible? Yes, it is.
Our Classic Languages-loving son reads it aloud every time this book visits us from the library. (Readers, please remind me to purchase a copy for his next birthday). He suffers with the straight, dull and unbending line when driven to the "edge" (of the paper-- the line is drawn on the edge of the page) as the "perfect by every measure" dot flirts around with the anarchist, slothful squiggle. Moved by great love, the line at first attempts to show its own grandeur by asserting its importance in art, world politics, sports. To no avail: the dot is not impressed. Then the unimaginable happens: when almost giving up, the line, using great concentration, becomes able to make angles!
What follows next is what makes this little book a great book: the enthusiastic line makes more and more angles in a chaotic frenzy, until... it realizes that chaos without order leads nowhere. It stops, straightens itself again and it discovers that freedom is not a license for chaos. From then on, life changes for the line: exercising great control and virtue, it discovers a new world:
Ah, the virtue of the discipline of Mathematics! The beauty of its exact angles and dimensions. The rhythm, art and music of what it is able to create, using exercise and order! I will refrain from spoiling it completely for the new reader, but let me quote his final "moral of the story": to the vector, the spoils. This type of humor is the best!
The back jacket, after telling us that the author, among other things, runs a support group for negative numbers (one can glimpse Mr. Juster's opinion on the state of the culture in the 60s) mentions an award winning film, and I found it on You Tube. I was happy to see that that the screenplay was also written by the author but I warn you that the book is much better. This new edition has wonderful graphics and some different pictures as well.
The Dot and the Line, a Romance in the Lower Mathematics, by Norton Juster, copyright 1963 and 2001, Chronicle Books, ISBN 1587170663The phrase is the turning point and premise of this amazing, simply delightful little Math book. Math? That is our son's most disliked subject. Wait, The Dot and the Line is not a Math book! It is a hilarious comedy! But is that all? It is a romance, a story of love deeply felt, pursued, capable of provoking great things in the soul. In a little math book? Is it possible? Yes, it is.
Our Classic Languages-loving son reads it aloud every time this book visits us from the library. (Readers, please remind me to purchase a copy for his next birthday). He suffers with the straight, dull and unbending line when driven to the "edge" (of the paper-- the line is drawn on the edge of the page) as the "perfect by every measure" dot flirts around with the anarchist, slothful squiggle. Moved by great love, the line at first attempts to show its own grandeur by asserting its importance in art, world politics, sports. To no avail: the dot is not impressed. Then the unimaginable happens: when almost giving up, the line, using great concentration, becomes able to make angles!
What follows next is what makes this little book a great book: the enthusiastic line makes more and more angles in a chaotic frenzy, until... it realizes that chaos without order leads nowhere. It stops, straightens itself again and it discovers that freedom is not a license for chaos. From then on, life changes for the line: exercising great control and virtue, it discovers a new world:
For months he practiced in secret. Soon he was making squares and triangles, hexagons, parallelograms, rhomboids, polyhedrons, trapezoids, parallelepiped, decagons, tetragrams and an infinite number of other shapes so complex that he had to letter his sides and angles to keep his place. Before long he had learned to carefully control ellipses, circles and complex curves...
Ah, the virtue of the discipline of Mathematics! The beauty of its exact angles and dimensions. The rhythm, art and music of what it is able to create, using exercise and order! I will refrain from spoiling it completely for the new reader, but let me quote his final "moral of the story": to the vector, the spoils. This type of humor is the best!
The back jacket, after telling us that the author, among other things, runs a support group for negative numbers (one can glimpse Mr. Juster's opinion on the state of the culture in the 60s) mentions an award winning film, and I found it on You Tube. I was happy to see that that the screenplay was also written by the author but I warn you that the book is much better. This new edition has wonderful graphics and some different pictures as well.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
A sneak peek
Friday, April 17, 2009
SMF Jr. Classical League
We met for the last time on Thursday evening and had a fabulous guest speaker, teaching us on the use of Latin through the centuries of Christianity.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Picture book of the week
The Victory Garden Vegetable Alphabet Book by Jerry Pallotta and Edgar Stewart, 1992 Charlesbridge Publishing, 32 pages.I found this in our library's seasonal display... copyright 1992, certainly not a new title, but my love for alphabet books and vegetables together made me decide to take a look.
Product description: Bestselling author Jerry Pallotta teams up with former Victory Garden host Bob Thomson to present 26 common and not-so-common vegetables. Learn about fiddleheads, munchkin pumpkins, sweet peas, walla wallas, and more. This informative book also includes a brief introduction to soil preparation and seed planting. 30 color illustrations.These times of economic slump and contaminated foods from doubtful origins is seeing a huge growth in home gardening. I have seen this new trend being referred to as Victory Gardens all over again. This is a nice and informative book for children, most especially children whose parents want to encourage to get out there and help! The illustrations are very realistic and seem to be based on photos.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Sounds of Spring
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Number Six, bird photographer
Garden journal: yesterday we planted two more beds, one each of spinach and leeks, and continued working on the walking path. Peas are planted all along the north and west fences, plus the east fence between corner and garden entrance. We cleaned garlic bed and replanted two tomato seeds on starting trays inside.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Easter Day Mass
The church looked so beautiful! Thank you, Fr.! His sermon around the theme of the empty tomb brought me so much consolation. Journeying towards heaven has the added and joyful hope of being united with our loved deceased ones, as we will, one day, with God's grace, also leave an empty tomb behind.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
The Passion and Ressurrection, Illuminated Ink
Easter Sunrise
The spiritual richness of the early morning has always caught my heart and soul. My mother's heart, still torn with the loss of my own dear mother, prays with the certainty that when we ask, the Father in heaven will not refuse us.
Exult now O ye angelic throngs of the heavens:
Exult O ye divine mysteries:
and let the saving trumpet resound for the victory of so great a King.
(From the Exsultet, see more at this awesome blog by an American priest who lives in Rome.)
To my dear readers, a most blessed Easter!
Saturday, April 11, 2009
A Day in the Garden
Friday, April 10, 2009
Good Friday
Excellent pictures of the Love of my life sporting his new Ethiopian Cross. On the stereo, the Good Friday Liturgy in Gregorian Chant superbly done by the Gregorian Choir of Paris.
Thursday, April 09, 2009
Evolving controversy at Notre Dame
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