One of this week’s highlights was a rainy trip to Matthews/Winters Park, where we found all kinds of moss and lichen to ID. There were also baby snails everywhere, and the discussion about where they came from included some fairy input from the younger group members. Follow-up research on snails proved that they hatch from eggs and wasn’t quite as magical, but very explanatory. We then searched unsuccessfully for snail eggs in the water. We also ID’d some bittercress, but based on the water’s dirtiness, decided not to eat that one.
We kicked off our Wildling groups this week. The Monday crew made slime + an insane obstacle course, plus the usual social play + mayhem of volume. Wilder’s gravel slime was the most popular, even if it was an accidental addition. On Wednesday, there was whittling, carving + fort-building outdoors with an entirely new group of enthusiastic kiddos. Looks like it’ll be two fun groups this semester!
It ended up being 103º while we were out picking veg in the fields on a hayride with no cover. But because we went so much earlier in the season than our usual jaunts, we got entirely different produce!
My favorite part was when Dave, our tour guide, asked the kids to stand in two lines. The kids all looked at each other, confusedly, and then needed more instruction while they shuffled around with eventual success. Homeschoolers don’t really line up for anything outside of shopping.
All I do here is document the edges of our life, and I am always surprised by how many categories of learning the items fit into. We learn so much just by hanging out with people, enjoying our everyday with them.
I have six more trips planned this year, and I’m willing to bet my tent that not a single one goes as expected. Whatever their independent failures, I always come away happy. Why? The simplest of things, always.
First camping trip of the season! Our Wildling crew headed to Great Sand Dunes National Park for a group trip, and we had fun despite crazy winds + below-freezing temps.
Long before we had kids, George and I always found somewhere to BE in the mountains this time of year. It’s just rejuvenating to meander outside as the seasons shift. Now we pretend this fall tradition is “for Wilder’s birthday.”
It’s our first week thrown fully into our new schedule, though I haven’t yet unleashed a new morning routine at home. (Felt like too much all at once.) Now at the end of it: tiredness. Two full-on social days sandwiching a 90-minute car trip to Wilder’s 3-hour shop class means we’re drained by Thursday. WithContinue reading “August 30 – Weekly Tracking + Photos”