Harvest Mom, dog trainer, shepherdess, spinner, naturalist, teacher, wife, friend, daughter, sister, rabid football fan, musician (barely), artist in my own mind, writer wannabe, chocoholic. Easily distracted by bright shiny objects.
The Map Man
Bridge Engineer, map follower, accidental farmer, master go-with-the-flow-er, juggler of oranges and life, world's best father. My partner (for 24 years), my best friend (for 29 years), my heart (for eternity), my balance, my obsession. The reason I am where and who I want to be.
Twelve, enthusiastic, creative, hilarious, musical, dramatic, driven, future professional dancer (and whatever else he puts his mind to). Has a zest for life and all it's many nooks and crannies.
Nine (and a half!), karate kid, sensitive, imaginative, inquisitive, affectionate, observant, thoughtful, a free spirit with an old soul. Talks to animals and trees, listens to the wind and the stars.
10 months, bubbly, silly, musically inclined, cat (and penguin!) obsessed, baby on the go
Since we're in such an intensely time-consuming period for both our homeschooling and our outside activities (I feel like I live at that dance studio....), and our cultural dancing is filling our exercise needs nicely (and then some!), we've been taking shorter walks in our neighborhood rather than spending as much time in the state forest. We'll move back to the forest once things settle down a bit, but in the meantime we're finding plenty to keep us feeling connected to Spring right on our own street.
This little vernal pool has both salamander eggs and frog eggs, as well as a bevy of adult frogs. No fish and plenty of spring rains assure that those eggs are going to hatch just fine. We're keeping an eye on them: