Ice Fishing

40 :: Heading Out

Heading out from the frozen white world into the iridescent green world below the surface, through the magic of ice fishing. Many thanks to our dear neighbor, Mike, who takes us out onto the ice and shares his shanty and his love for fishing!

41 :: Thick Ice

42 :: Shanty

43 :: Lake Window

43 :: Big Hands, Baby Hands

Little Getaway

The highlight of our little getaway for Wallace was watching the cranes outside our hotel room window!

The tropical greenhouse at the Frederik Meijer Gardens is like balm for the January soul. We could have stayed inside all day.

My dream mini greenhouse!

The only thing they would have changed about visiting the conservatory? Being allowed to explore in bare feet!

I rummaged around in a box of hand-me-downs, looking for a swim suit for Wallace just before we walked out the door to leave for Grand Rapids. When Jeff looked in my bag, he asked, “What is this smurf costume doing in here?”

January Homeschool Life

A New Year’s Day hike at Gousty.
This home I so love.
Covered in a blanket of white.

Sitting deep in thought.
Writing at dusk.
Thick snow falling.

Sweet girl.
I pushed her too hard on cross-county skis.
She is nursing a strained tendon.
I must remember to take it slow.
They grow and they become so capable, but still, we must take it slow.

We’re traveling to Italy in our studies this week. Our table is covered with books about Leonardo da Vinci; Jeffrey’s beautiful sketch book from Rome; maps large and small from Florence and Rome to Sienna and Pienza; a beautiful picture book about the island of Sardinia; and amazing images of Italian buildings and works of art. And, well, then I just had to bring out some of those old love letters from Jeffrey’s year abroad 17 years ago!

If you can’t go there in real time . . . play you can!

The sweetest sleep of baby dreams.

Sister’s new old skateboard!

Busy man, up at the sink. Making a flood.

Oh, I love this.
She painting a portrait of herself from a photo I took of her, almost a year ago.

“I’ve never painted myself before,” she said.

And then she took artist liberties to change the way she looks.

Let’s go inside the greenhouse and take off our coats and reach our faces up towards the precious January sunshine!

We have a family of opossums living in a brush pile near our chicken coop. First we saw one. Then two. And then the girls discovered . . . a mama and three babies! They have been making the rounds, gathering compost scraps, chicken food, and birdseed.

Is it time to get a dog???

Skiing Together

I told the girls that Jeffrey and I haven’t been out skiing together for three years. Three years! Wallace was too little last year to be left for long and the year before that he was an infant. It feels amazing to go out with my Jeffrey and cruise together through our winter wonderland.