~a month in the life of a lifelong learner~ the morphometrics of distance learning

After his first zoom lecture he told me about geometric morphometrics, which he explained very eloquently and I recorded on my audio recorder. I know he found that area of study quite intriguing – math plus fossils. . . . → Read More: ~a month in the life of a lifelong learner~ the morphometrics of distance learning

~thankful thursday~ if the weather holds

I am grateful for the spontaneous dates of early summer: breakfasts, coffees, and cocktails with popcorn outside in our Adirondack chairs by wedding trees. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ if the weather holds

~a month in the life of a lifelong learner~ parsimony

“Time for a lesson on the Cretaceous Paleogene extinction real quick.” . . . → Read More: ~a month in the life of a lifelong learner~ parsimony

~a month in the life of a lifelong learner~ not so little drummer boy

My brother’s laugh is one of my very favorite laughs in the world, and one of my very favorite things about him, and it would not be a disappointment if Quinn inherited this trait. Even if it is for a temporary period, I’m thoroughly enjoying the way his laughs ring in the air, jingling like the bells at the upper reach of his mallets, perhaps because they contrast so with his new low speaking register in the timpani section. . . . → Read More: ~a month in the life of a lifelong learner~ not so little drummer boy

~thankful thursday~ a time to refrain from embracing

So many treasures I just took pictures of, but these two came home. I wish I could have taken home the lanky teen treasure, but I just took pictures of him as well. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ a time to refrain from embracing

~a month in the life of a lifelong learner~ enigma

I worked on the Haunted House that day, and I’m still not sure why slicing into a salt dough brain, spray painting creepy skulls onto plastic tablecloths, and developing a menu for a haunted cafeteria was so satisfying, but I strangely enjoyed myself. When I got home, we had dinner on the earlier side and Quinn asked me to play his new game he was creating. It was a build-your-own Jurassic park game, and I managed to accumulate 8 triceratopses in a forest enclosure on a piece of graph paper that evening. . . . → Read More: ~a month in the life of a lifelong learner~ enigma

lucky thirteen

Time feels like it moves along like a Fibonacci sequence, spiraling ever more quickly, in bigger bites each year. It does feel like he was 1 for a while, then 2, then 3, then started jumping from 5 to 8 to 13, soon he’ll be 21 and before I know it he’ll be 34! . . . → Read More: lucky thirteen

~a month in the life of a lifelong learner~ holy coprolites, he’s in seventh grade!

~8-23 to 9-23~

Our end of summer family trip to New York!

The cousins absconded with Quinn and were barely heard from. It was neat how at their current ages (9, 11, 12) they do a lot more talking as they play, so there is less action and a lot of . . . → Read More: ~a month in the life of a lifelong learner~ holy coprolites, he’s in seventh grade!

~thankful thursday~ fall crops and late bloomers

Today I participated in another of my favorite mindfulness practices, one concerning impermanence, like sand painting but with squashes, already scattered and but a memory. Tomorrow I will fill the slow cooker with leek and potato, celeriac and parsley root, and some imaginal cells to remind me that next summer will unfurl its colorful wings in time. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ fall crops and late bloomers

~thankful thursday~ shadows and butterflies

It may take more years of this practice before I can truly feel thankful for darkness, or the meltdown it initiates in me. Simmering in my slow cooker today, I’m grateful for memories of summer, excellent walks with my husband, and butterflies. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ shadows and butterflies