As the Spider Flies

Till the bridge you will need be form’d, till the ductile anchor hold, Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul. Walt Whitman (1868) If you had driven past our house last weekend, you would have likely seen three figures standing on the front porch or out in the yard, staring —…

Back in the Saddle

Okay, I simply cannot put it off anymore.  I have checked email.  I have sent email.  I have watched a few episodes of a fall series with my girl.  I have checked the Facebook feed, added a left-hand fingerprint to my phone, filled my coffee cup, changed into more comfortable clothes. Shoot!  I forgot to…

#freshlife

We spent a full week in the Florida Keys this summer.  By the second day, Micah was already scouting out places where he could work until we could find the right property to purchase. Yes, we enjoy the #saltlife. Snorkeling.  Boating.  Fishing. Sunshine.  Cocktails ’til three in the morning.  Cocktails at three in the afternoon. …

How This Works

I should have painted the house today.  I thought about it.  And got sidetracked:  I worked, we worked on our puzzle, and then Cam convinced me to help her work on the go-kart. The carburetor needs replacing.  She has most of the bolts out already, so instead of picking up a paint brush, I pick…

Play Personality

Understanding child development is serious business, but teaching isn’t; teaching is about ensuring a joyful, challenging journey for each child.  How can we do that if we do not remain joyful and challenged ourselves? So which play personality are you? From Stuart Brown’s work, Kristi Mraz and Christine Hertz, the authors of Kids 1st from Day…

Lead Learner

I was already doing fifteen over the speed limit this morning when I looked up in my rear view mirror and saw the black Nissan with the symbol of its maker catching the light of the morning sun, as if it had recently been washed, or at least shined since the last drop of cloud-fall. …

A Walk in the Park

I left my computer at home today.  But I was sure to bring along my notebooks. My professional one, in case I decided to dig into my latest work on whole-group reading instruction. My fictional one, so that I could capture the thoughts that came to me as I was straightening my hair this morning. …

Prognosis

“I don’t like it.” He says what we’ve been thinking.  Of course it can’t be good.  “It’s better than it could have been.” The Mayo Clinic reports, “The most common cause of aphasia is brain damage resulting from a stroke — the blockage or rupture of a blood vessel in the brain. Loss of blood…

Greenbelt

Anniversary post? Check. Spring time in Colorado?  Check. Posts about Mom, Dad, my girl?  Check. Double check. Triple check. It is March after all.  The month that they say comes in like a lion and out like a lamb.  In my case, it comes in with a slicer, and out with a writer.  Each March I am…

Vices

Already I’ve closed one draft and started this one.  Closed it when I realized that the nails on most of my fingers are already gone and there is little left. I better get writing something else before I whittle them down to the quick. Because the one I was writing was making it worse.  For…