Category Archives: children
bakers.
when you can’t get your dough to flatten
your hands are tired
you have to improvise
use all resources at hand
as one of our young bakers recently illustrated
by using a unique and innovative method
i had been previously unaware of.
—
the bread you bake by your own sweat tastes better than the dishes of sultans.
-Armenian mothers
mothers.
much love to my three daughters, each one now a mother too, on mothers day.
even if i only rarely called you by your right name on the first try.
—
“mothers are not the nameless,
faceless stereotypes
who appear once a year on a greeting card with their virtues set to prose,
but women who have been dealt a hand for life
and play each card one at a time the best way they know how.
no mother is all good or all bad,
all laughing or all serious,
all loving or all angry,
ambivalence rushes through their veins.”
-erma bombeck
everything.
mud-soaked.
finding the mud was such a delight
starting out slow
checking how deep it was with a stick
walking, then running, then jumping, then splashing
only one ‘quicksand’ victim who we unstuck
boots dumped out after
filled with water dirt wood chips, rocks, sticks and unknown mushy things
ending with
a pair of mud-soaked socks
drying in the sun
and so much tired fun.
” mud is the most poetical thing in the world.”
-reginald horace blyth
into the universe.
on earth day, and every day.
dangerous games.
flavors.
magic spell.
—
“dear miss kennedy, i know this spell. if you do that magic it just keeps you safe from stuff if you are in danger.”
– from my student, l.
—
one of kindest and most wonderful gifts i’ve ever received
—
“kindness is a magical spell –
performed by enlightened beings –
meant to enchant hearts and lift weary souls that they might fly.”
-richelle e. goodrich