the children of A Circle of Quiet go wild.....
Get their autographs now while they're cheap!
"Okay everyone, back to work!!!"
Photo session done with certain Oregon blog readers in mind (you know who you are.) We hope it produced the shocked expressions and hysterical laughter that we worked so hard for.
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Harper Lee
Harper Lee: Gregarious for a day
"With more than 10,000,000 copies sold since it first appeared in 1960, "To Kill a Mockingbird" exists as one of the best-selling novels of all time. For decades, Ms. Lee has remained fiercely mindful of her privacy, politely but resolutely refusing to talk to the press and making only rare public appearances, in which she always declines to speak."
"Ms. Lee said she was struck by the perspective young people bring to the book. 'They always see new things in it,' she added. 'And the way they relate it to their lives now is really quite incredible.'"
She's written only one novel, and she maintains her privacy; what an unusual author. Wouldn't you love to know what makes her tick? And, doesn't she have a beautiful smile?
** Added later **
Hornblower at HMS Indefatigable sent the links for two essays by Harper Lee:
Love -- In Other Words
Christmas To Me.
"Just permit us to believe in you. You must."What a Christmas gift, eh? Thanks, Hornblower.
The stuff of nightmares
This story from AOL News could easily work into a bad night's sleep for me:
Moral of the story: Your mother was right...you're going to trip on that shoelace if you don't stop and tie it!
Hat tip: Anne of Green Curtains , with a sleep-impacting story from her own childhood. The Green Curtains residence is certainly lacking in potted ferns. No wonder.
"A museum visitor shattered three Qing dynasty Chinese vases when he tripped on his shoelace, stumbled down a stairway and brought the vases crashing to the floor, officials said Monday."
Moral of the story: Your mother was right...you're going to trip on that shoelace if you don't stop and tie it!
Hat tip: Anne of Green Curtains , with a sleep-impacting story from her own childhood. The Green Curtains residence is certainly lacking in potted ferns. No wonder.
A Circle of Quiet Word Cloud
My only concern...the word "mean" is larger than the word "coffee." How did that happen?
Hat Tip to Quiet Life and Mental Multivitamin.
Make your own here
Friday, January 27, 2006
Recipe alert
Frosted cinnamon raisin wheat loaf
I have added three recipes to A Circle of Quiet Recipes:
truffles
basic whole wheat bread
cinnamon raisin (currant) wheat bread
Enjoy!
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Newsweek on boys
The Trouble with Boys
Newsweek, January 30th issue.
Worth reading. I am a very skeptical person when it comes to research findings, having worked on a research project that was determined to find what it needed for funding, but there are trends and educational adjustments discussed that are good to be aware of. As the mother of three boys, I resent the title. And, it certainly motivates me to keep on plugging away with providing an education for my boys and girls at home where they can be individuals, pursuing their academic and personal goals; where they can work at their own pace, and they only feel pressured when they know they aren't doing their best.
Newsweek, January 30th issue.
"By almost every benchmark, boys across the nation and in every demographic group are falling behind. In elementary school, boys are two times more likely than girls to be diagnosed with learning disabilities and twice as likely to be placed in special-education classes. High-school boys are losing ground to girls on standardized writing tests. The number of boys who said they didn't like school rose 71 percent between 1980 and 2001, according to a University of Michigan study. Nowhere is the shift more evident than on college campuses. Thirty years ago men represented 58 percent of the undergraduate student body. Now they're a minority at 44 percent. This widening achievement gap, says Margaret Spellings, U.S. secretary of Education, 'has profound implications for the economy, society, families and democracy.'"
Worth reading. I am a very skeptical person when it comes to research findings, having worked on a research project that was determined to find what it needed for funding, but there are trends and educational adjustments discussed that are good to be aware of. As the mother of three boys, I resent the title. And, it certainly motivates me to keep on plugging away with providing an education for my boys and girls at home where they can be individuals, pursuing their academic and personal goals; where they can work at their own pace, and they only feel pressured when they know they aren't doing their best.
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
A week in the life
I know I've been quiet again this week, but we're all finally recovered from our sickness. The rest of the family had the good sense to avoid the flu and opted for the less-debilitating head cold. This still allowed for many an hour in the evening when bodies could be found flopped all over the living room. No voices were available for as much reading as we wanted to hear, so we listened to Ben Hur on audiotape instead. The Listening Library version, read by someone I will not name, is done in a dreadfully monotone voice. Fortunately, the story is gripping enough to be able to overlook the lack of enthusiastic reading, and my husband was inspired by his potential employment as a reader of audiobooks. In January many teachers find the need to consider alternate sources of income; it will pass, but perhaps for the "retirement" years? All these years of evening read-alouds have made him into a storyteller extraordinaire. He would be a fine Listening Library employee.
Other occupations have included hanging my wash in lieu of a functioning dryer, making batches and batches of bread,
making a final batch of truffles for friends and favorite tutors,
and spending extra time talking with my dear mom. Her sixteen-year-old cat is very ill, and he is obviously not going to be with us much longer. Max is the only cat I have known who would go into the bathtub every day to take a shower under the leaky faucet. He would then sit under Mom's lamp to get warm.
Weird, but dear. We're on the Max Watch these days, making sure that his final days are filled with affection and care. We'll miss his goofiness when he is gone.
Besides the usual school work, the children have had a lot of fun. My son decided that the drying rack wasn't really for laundry. It was a puppet theater. It worked beautifully!
My younger daughter designed and built (with her daddy's help) a bench for her doll. It's really a great design. This girl has an eye for building that amazes me. Design of some sort is in her future.
She's also a great source of joy to her grandmother. They can talk and plan and design and dream together for hours. It's just what Mom needs right now.
But, the big surprise came on Sunday night as we were driving home from our bi-weekly bible study. My husband announced that the conditions were perfect and that Monday was an official Hollyoaks Classical Academy ski holiday. They headed to the slopes and had a cold, refreshing day of skiing. Everyone is old enough to pack and unpack, to ski independently and to meet at the right time, so my ski-loving husband is happy, happy, happy. They had a great time.
I stayed home. It was QUIET. It got CLEAN (and stayed that way the rest of the day.) It was the refreshment that my soul needed. Usually when I have a day alone I either do work or I plan to read. This time I knew that the house needed a good cleaning, some closets needed to be attacked with vigor, and I needed to not have a long list of to-dos. It was perfect.
I did watch Hotel Rwanda. I knew it would be a tough movie to see, but I also knew that time alone to see it is rare (not a movie for children.) I sobbed, as anyone would, but it also shocked me into remembering that my life is e-a-s-y. So what if the dryer is broken. So what if homeschooling is a demanding lifestyle. So what if we are tightening up the budget. These are the problems of people in an affluent, peaceful world. Our lives are relatively safe, and I know that I need to take time to appreciate that. I experience plenty of irritations, but suffering? Rarely.
SKI DAY!!
Every now and then my mind seems to get clogged; thoughts come more slowly and anxiety comes quite easily. I have a hard time pinning down my feelings, and that makes writing more difficult. Sickness can often be the invitation to that murky destination, but I am happy to be on the clearer thinking path now. Hormones, stress, whatever the cause, I am always relieved when the clouds blow away. Today we took a brief drive, and it was beautiful. We could see the mountains in the distance, glistening with white snow, but the warm sun was shining in the sunroof. We had on Michael Card's live recording, Scribbling in the Sand, and it was fun to sing along, not feeling the need to talk. Quiet companionship at its best.
May your days be filled with gratitude, an awareness and care for those who are suffering, and the clarity of thought to help make sense of it all.
Other occupations have included hanging my wash in lieu of a functioning dryer, making batches and batches of bread,
making a final batch of truffles for friends and favorite tutors,
and spending extra time talking with my dear mom. Her sixteen-year-old cat is very ill, and he is obviously not going to be with us much longer. Max is the only cat I have known who would go into the bathtub every day to take a shower under the leaky faucet. He would then sit under Mom's lamp to get warm.
Weird, but dear. We're on the Max Watch these days, making sure that his final days are filled with affection and care. We'll miss his goofiness when he is gone.
Besides the usual school work, the children have had a lot of fun. My son decided that the drying rack wasn't really for laundry. It was a puppet theater. It worked beautifully!
My younger daughter designed and built (with her daddy's help) a bench for her doll. It's really a great design. This girl has an eye for building that amazes me. Design of some sort is in her future.
She's also a great source of joy to her grandmother. They can talk and plan and design and dream together for hours. It's just what Mom needs right now.
But, the big surprise came on Sunday night as we were driving home from our bi-weekly bible study. My husband announced that the conditions were perfect and that Monday was an official Hollyoaks Classical Academy ski holiday. They headed to the slopes and had a cold, refreshing day of skiing. Everyone is old enough to pack and unpack, to ski independently and to meet at the right time, so my ski-loving husband is happy, happy, happy. They had a great time.
I stayed home. It was QUIET. It got CLEAN (and stayed that way the rest of the day.) It was the refreshment that my soul needed. Usually when I have a day alone I either do work or I plan to read. This time I knew that the house needed a good cleaning, some closets needed to be attacked with vigor, and I needed to not have a long list of to-dos. It was perfect.
I did watch Hotel Rwanda. I knew it would be a tough movie to see, but I also knew that time alone to see it is rare (not a movie for children.) I sobbed, as anyone would, but it also shocked me into remembering that my life is e-a-s-y. So what if the dryer is broken. So what if homeschooling is a demanding lifestyle. So what if we are tightening up the budget. These are the problems of people in an affluent, peaceful world. Our lives are relatively safe, and I know that I need to take time to appreciate that. I experience plenty of irritations, but suffering? Rarely.
SKI DAY!!
Every now and then my mind seems to get clogged; thoughts come more slowly and anxiety comes quite easily. I have a hard time pinning down my feelings, and that makes writing more difficult. Sickness can often be the invitation to that murky destination, but I am happy to be on the clearer thinking path now. Hormones, stress, whatever the cause, I am always relieved when the clouds blow away. Today we took a brief drive, and it was beautiful. We could see the mountains in the distance, glistening with white snow, but the warm sun was shining in the sunroof. We had on Michael Card's live recording, Scribbling in the Sand, and it was fun to sing along, not feeling the need to talk. Quiet companionship at its best.
May your days be filled with gratitude, an awareness and care for those who are suffering, and the clarity of thought to help make sense of it all.
Monday, January 23, 2006
Recent soundtrack additions
The Best of David Sandborn
We danced to Sandborn at our wedding reception, so his collection makes my toes tap and brings back great memories
The Best of Earth, Wind and Fire
It is unbelievable that after all these years we can still sing every word of these songs. Our children got to see us dance and sing up a storm over the weekend. To say that they were unappreciative of our amazing talent would be, shall we say, an understatement. But, we looked and sounded fine, I assure you. "Got to get you into my life...into my life."
He Is Exalted by Twila Paris
Live worship with Twila. I'm not a big fan of a bunch of talking and praying between songs, but I do love her songwriting.
And still unheard:
At Last: The Duets Album by Kenny G
Short Term Memories by Chris Rice
Hymns of Worship by Fernando Ortega
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Two Things Meme
I am attempting to jump-start my brain, so here are meme answers for my friend at Writing and Living:
2 names you go by
* Snug (by my mother only…don’t try!)
* Mama
2 parts of your heritage
* Irish
* English
2 things that scare you
* heights
* lizards
2 of your everyday essentials
* coffee
* perfume
2 things you are wearing right now
* Red Eddie Bauer slipper socks
* Blue IKEA fleece blanket as a wrap
2 favorite bands or musical artists:
* George Winston
* Michael Card
2 things you want in a relationship (other than real love)
* A sense of humor
* Being given the benefit of the doubt
2 truths
* I have yet to find an alarm clock that will wake me up
* My toenails are always painted; my fingernails are never painted
2 physical things that appeal to you (in the opposite sex)
* Smile
* Blue eyes
2 of your favorite hobbies
* Reading
* Photography
2 things you want really badly
* To travel with my family (US and UK)
* To plant a vineyard where there is currently ¾ acre of poison oak
2 place you want to go on vacation
* Oxford
* The coast of Maine
2 things you want to do before you die
* Be a grandmother
* Write a book
Two stores where you shop
* Costco
* Trader Joe’s
2 names you go by
* Snug (by my mother only…don’t try!)
* Mama
2 parts of your heritage
* Irish
* English
2 things that scare you
* heights
* lizards
2 of your everyday essentials
* coffee
* perfume
2 things you are wearing right now
* Red Eddie Bauer slipper socks
* Blue IKEA fleece blanket as a wrap
2 favorite bands or musical artists:
* George Winston
* Michael Card
2 things you want in a relationship (other than real love)
* A sense of humor
* Being given the benefit of the doubt
2 truths
* I have yet to find an alarm clock that will wake me up
* My toenails are always painted; my fingernails are never painted
2 physical things that appeal to you (in the opposite sex)
* Smile
* Blue eyes
2 of your favorite hobbies
* Reading
* Photography
2 things you want really badly
* To travel with my family (US and UK)
* To plant a vineyard where there is currently ¾ acre of poison oak
2 place you want to go on vacation
* Oxford
* The coast of Maine
2 things you want to do before you die
* Be a grandmother
* Write a book
Two stores where you shop
* Costco
* Trader Joe’s
My Staff Photographer's latest work
When our Sunday home bible study got cancelled for the second week in a row, the healthy members of the family decided to hike. And, what a glorious day to be outside. My sons both said it was the most beautiful hike they have ever taken. What clouds! What colors! As the two girls entered into the snowy woods, one leaned over and whispered to the other, "Do you think we'll see Mr. Tumnus?"
Thursday, January 12, 2006
A surprise gift
This beautiful ornament is now hanging in my window. It arrived after Christmas, from the Made in Oregon store. It is made from the ash of Mount St. Helens and the sand of the Oregon coast (one of my favorite spots in the world.) Its blue is incredibly intense, with swirls and splashing designs around the sphere. What a glorious ornament, worthy of year-round appreciation.
There was no card in the box; some unknown person has blessed me. This little ball of glass brings me great joy, so thank you, wherever you may be!
**ADDED LATER**
A little bird told me...
Thank you, dear Sparrow. For everything.
Thursday musings
Well, I've been sick again. The flu, with a 104+ fever, and I wouldn't recommend this to ANYONE. Take your vitamins. Get your flu shot. Do what your mother tells you to. You want to avoid this flu. I am deeply grateful my family hasn't gotten it.
Some things I have managed to read in my fevered state:
Books and Culture January/February 2006
Sleep Therapy
In search of a counterculture for the common good.
by Lauren Winner
"According to the National Sleep Foundation, the average adult sleeps six hours and 58 minutes per night during the work week. One hundred years ago - before Mr. Edison's marvelous invention - people slept about nine hours a night....Now we are a nation of the chronically sleep-deprived."
"Last year the Washington Post reported that naptime is increasingly 'a luxury that 4-year-olds no longer can afford.' Many Washington-area schools are eliminating naps from the kindergarten curriculum, so that 45 more minutes can be devoted to instruction."
"Sleep more: this may seem a curious answer to the question of what Christians can do for the common good. Surely one could come up with something more other-directed, more sacrificial, less self-serving."
"We are creatures, with bodies that are finite and contingent. For much of Western history, the poets celebrated sleep as a welcome memento mori, a reminder that one day we will die...Is it any surprise that in a society where we try to deny our mortality in countless ways, we also deny our need to sleep?"
The Day I Became an Autodidact by Kendall Hailey
"I've said something pleasant to every member of my family, almost, so now I can ignore them for a while in favor of literature. And it is Leo Tolstoy who is giving me the eye. No, not War and Peace. I'm not that brave this early. But I do think I have enough courage for Anna Karenina.
Great books rarely make their way into daily conversation (or at least my daily conversation), but I remember my father saying once that he disagreed with the first sentence of Anna Karenina. Unlike Tolstoy, Dad thinks all unhappy families are alike, and every happy family is happy in its own way. I hate to disagree with Tolstoy so early in our relationship, and yet I do trust Dad. But to put them both in their place, I can't imagine finding a family that could manage to be always happy or always unhappy, hard though they may try."
Thanks (yes, again) to M-mv for recommending this gem. The adventures of Hailey's reading and thinking are well-written, funny, and were most excellent company when all I could do was rest.
And, when reading becomes too much work (those books can get heavy to hold, let alone the thinking) I turned to the little box on the shelf to keep me company. A favorite choice:
Shackleton with Kenneth Branagh. Seeing men trying to survive in the Antarctic helps put sickness in a cozy bed in its place. I no longer felt cold, and I was confident that, should I ask, a bowl of chicken soup would head up the stairs. That's nothing to take for granted.
Give me a few more days and I will be back to my fully-functioning self. Thanks for your emails. When I get sick for days-on-end, my thoughts can turn terribly gloomy. It's very nice to be remembered.
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Thanks, M-mv
Looking for a handy list of vocabulary words? Thanks to M-mv, it's right here.
Print it out, post them on the frig., "leave" them in the restroom, keep them in the car. And, above all, use them! Next time you are feeling argumentative you can be bellicose instead, or you can be diffident rather than the less exotic distrustful. You can have epiphanies, spend euros, understand the filibuster during Supreme Court nominations, and avoid those that are feckless or unctuous.
Print it out, post them on the frig., "leave" them in the restroom, keep them in the car. And, above all, use them! Next time you are feeling argumentative you can be bellicose instead, or you can be diffident rather than the less exotic distrustful. You can have epiphanies, spend euros, understand the filibuster during Supreme Court nominations, and avoid those that are feckless or unctuous.
The week-end
Castle Crags towered above our motel.
Friendships were strengthened
Water was everywhere
The surroundings were beautiful, the motel was as funky as anticipated, the reunion with friends was glorious. When we planned on rain, little did we know that it would R.A.I.N. Northern California (and now Southern as well) has experienced rain storm after rain storm, saturating the ground, filling the rivers, and causing mudslides and flooding in several places. As we drove north on Friday, our excitement was palpable. Then, just before Redding, there was a sign announcing that the highway was closed due to mud slides. But, it was a false alarm. The highway opened, and both families arrived safe and sound. That brief moment of imagining that our plans were for naught helped us not take the time for granted.
The drive home was made more exciting by the (truly) never-ending downpour, the high winds, and the view of the Sacramento River flooding its banks in several spots. We live at the top of a hill, safe from the fear of floods, but many are evacuating, or waiting for the news that their area is the next concern. I will keep them in my prayers. The memory of those churning brown rapids will help me to pray with urgency.
J.R.R. Tolkien (1892-1973)
Happy, happy birthday to Professor J.R.R. Tolkien!
For more information, see The Tolkien Society's biography page.
We will celebrate by listening to our favorite songs from the soundtrack, eating with gusto, and perhaps I could have my arm twisted to watch snatches of the movie trilogy. A fine day for a family celebration!
Monday, January 02, 2006
Reading for 2006
Many of my favorite blog sites have recently listed favorite books from 2005, reading plans for 2006, or simply the books currently in the stack. I have never kept track of my books read, never followed a plan of those I will read. Moving from one to the next, discovering worlds and characters before unknown, I always end up with a good year of reading. This year, though, I seriously considered joining my friend at Writing and Living for a year of Dickens; we jokingly refer to each other as Twin Daughters of Different Mothers (think Dan Fogelberg and Tim Weisberg here), so I thought it might be fun to be on the same reading plan. Then, I found myself clicking "send" at Amazon.com, with nary a Dickens in my cart. How would I possibly get through all of Dickens and read the stack I just ordered? Not going to happen. Oh well, at least I figured that out before I jumped into the deep end.
My plan? To keep reading. The only change will be to scribble a list of all the books I have read in the back of my little red leather calendar . I also plan to focus on things that I own or that I can borrow from the library. Yeah, yeah, it sounds like another resolution that will be easy to break, but I can certainly keep it for January and February. When you add The Count of Monte Cristo to the stack from Amazon, I will be a happy and busy reader for weeks to come.
The latest Amazon stack:
Madeleine L'Engle
Certain Women: A Novel
Glimpses of Grace: Daily Thoughts and Reflections
Madeleine L'Engle Herself : Reflections on a Writing Life
The Ordering of Love : The New and Collected Poems of Madeleine L'Engle
Elizabeth Gaskell
Ruth
Mary Barton
Cranford
Elizabeth Gaskell: A Habit of Stories (a biography by Jenny Uglow)
Plus:
Miniatures and Morals: The Christian Novels of Jane Austen by Peter Leithart
Slouching Towards Bethlehem : Essays by Joan Didion
The Day I Became an Autodidact by Kendall Hailey
The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins
Winter's Tale by Mark Helprin
A variety of reading lists can be found at the following:
Mental multivitamin
Semicolon, with another post that has links to other's lists
Sparrow at Intent
pages turned
The Economist's books of the year 2005
Mrs. M-mv and Semicolon were inspiration for selections in my current stack.
When I think of the reading to come, I am grateful for my eyesight, my ability to think and imagine as I read, the strength to hold a book, and the passion to keep learning. With new stories to read, people and countries and philosophies to be introduced to, it promises to be a grand year.
My plan? To keep reading. The only change will be to scribble a list of all the books I have read in the back of my little red leather calendar . I also plan to focus on things that I own or that I can borrow from the library. Yeah, yeah, it sounds like another resolution that will be easy to break, but I can certainly keep it for January and February. When you add The Count of Monte Cristo to the stack from Amazon, I will be a happy and busy reader for weeks to come.
The latest Amazon stack:
Madeleine L'Engle
Certain Women: A Novel
Glimpses of Grace: Daily Thoughts and Reflections
Madeleine L'Engle Herself : Reflections on a Writing Life
The Ordering of Love : The New and Collected Poems of Madeleine L'Engle
Elizabeth Gaskell
Ruth
Mary Barton
Cranford
Elizabeth Gaskell: A Habit of Stories (a biography by Jenny Uglow)
Plus:
Miniatures and Morals: The Christian Novels of Jane Austen by Peter Leithart
Slouching Towards Bethlehem : Essays by Joan Didion
The Day I Became an Autodidact by Kendall Hailey
The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins
Winter's Tale by Mark Helprin
A variety of reading lists can be found at the following:
Mental multivitamin
Semicolon, with another post that has links to other's lists
Sparrow at Intent
pages turned
The Economist's books of the year 2005
Mrs. M-mv and Semicolon were inspiration for selections in my current stack.
When I think of the reading to come, I am grateful for my eyesight, my ability to think and imagine as I read, the strength to hold a book, and the passion to keep learning. With new stories to read, people and countries and philosophies to be introduced to, it promises to be a grand year.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
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