I call it art hour
art study / homeschooling / self-directed learning

I call it art hour

I call it Art Hour. The one hour in April to June that after lunch we sit in lawn chairs under the red maple for an introduction to my version of an abbreviated Fine Arts program. We read from the museum art book that I purchased at the Louvre museum. With four kids, we couldn’t wander the … Continue reading

give me a bottle, give me a memory
what we do

give me a bottle, give me a memory

After we’d spent the morning walking through the Jewish Ghetto, we stopped on the side of the Venetian canals, and enjoyed an Italian luncheon. A bowl of bean soup with olive oiled toast, necessitated a bottle of prosecco. Lunch-wine, brilliant.    I have since walked in to liquor stores in celebration of New Year’s Day and have … Continue reading

wine sampling for beginning mamas
life aspirations / mommy humour

wine sampling for beginning mamas

I, not being a beginner, because I’ve sampled a few bottles, but also not having received a certificate in anything sommelier-ish, am also not a professional. I, neither speak the wine language in profundity, nor am innocent of its intricacies, so offer you my very humble, sometimes erudite, sometimes ordinary opinion on wine. My opinion … Continue reading

wine for mama
family life / what we do

wine for mama

There was a time when I didn’t drink. Perish the thought, I actually served non-alcoholized wine at my wedding. A teetoler I proudly declared myself, until the influence of my husband. Likely our first glass of vino was shared over a fancy dinner at Chez Piggy’s in Canada’s first capital city, Kingston, Ontario. We dabbled in fine … Continue reading

7 things I learned from a weekend away
daily life / family life / homeschooling

7 things I learned from a weekend away

I didn’t call at lunch the first day away. Oh I wanted to, but I refrained. I emailed in the afternoon instead. How are things going?  4 cranky. 2 pouty. 3 sweet but pushing boundaries++ 1 really trying See ya tonight. J Short and sweet report, as is typical of my husband. Somewhere along the line, … Continue reading

it’s not what you’re leaving, it’s what you’re going to
home design / life aspirations

it’s not what you’re leaving, it’s what you’re going to

“It’s not what you’re leaving, it’s what you’re going to”. The house we owned was beautiful—’beautiful’, a word that describes aesthetic superficialities. It means I really, really liked it. I felt at home in it. I felt surrounded by beauty. It was a dream to build. Using pens and pencils was a hobby for me—just like … Continue reading