Trees

31 October 2014


I read a book to my youngest recently, I forget the title, at the end of the story there was a series of questions you could ask based on the story.  One of them was who are your friends?  I was expecting her to reply with the name/s of some of the children she regularly plays with.  Her answer?  Trees!  Like me she has fallen under their spell.  As a teenager I had one poster on my bedroom wall not of any of the bands that I loved listening too at the time but a poster of trees.  I have often wondered what became of that poster I took it with me when I left home and it travelled around with moe on my many moves, nearly twenty in ten years.  I suspect it got left on a wall somewhere......

I love a walk in the woods, any woods will do at any time of year.  The colours, sounds and smells are unique to each wood, a walk in the woods is a guaranteed feast to the senses.  I have been feasting my senses from an armchair this month, well actually my bed as that is where I do most of my reading, with the wonderful book The Secret Life of Trees by Colin Tudge.

This is a book in three parts, the first deals with the definition of trees, classification, how they may have evolved and the wonder of wood, an amazing natural material.  The middle section details all the tree families and gives some examples of each, to go into detail on them all would make for a very big book indeed, and where they grow in the world.  This was fascinating as trees belong in so many, varied families many of which contain species that are not trees.  I was ready to move onto the final section when this one finished as my head was starting to spin with all the details.  The last section was, for me, the most interesting.  It details how trees live and survive, where they grow and possible explanations why,  their relationship with their local environment including fauna and lastly the future of trees with the warming of the atmosphere.  I have loved reading this book, it has been a fascinating insight into the science of trees.

I am undecided what to read next, some fiction A Sudden Light by Garth Stein or more non fiction about Trees, Tree Wisdom by Jacqueline Memory Paterson.  I hope I have the time to read both next month.

Linking with A Year in Books



Y...

29 October 2014

...is for Yew...


...Latin name Taxus derived from the Greek toxon, meaning bow.  This is a highly poisonous tree and this connection formed the derivative 'Toxin' which has been given to poisons in general.  The Yew is dioecious, the male and female flowers are on separate trees, the pollen is spread by the wind.  Wind pollination is generally a hit and miss affair so any tree that is wind pollinated produces masses of it.  The fruit, which is only to be found on female trees is small and green (you can just see two in the middle of this picture), the beautiful red parts are a cup grown to cover the fruit, which becomes a black seed inside.  The seeds are distributed by the birds who devour them, particularly thrushes and blackbirds, the seed is not digested and the birds drop them as they fly.

They live to a ripe old age, some are thought to be thousands of years old.  They achieve this great age as branches and shoots root into the ground and eventually grow to form new trunks, which then join the main trunk.

Joining in with the Alphabet Photography Project

Moments...

27 October 2014

...this week of...


...happiness a windy walk with the children, finding the time to do all our usual things in amongst preparation to go away, watching an amazing puppet play

...sadness that a family we invited to join us are not able to canoe with us this week 

...creating a few rows on a scarf, lots of expedition food 

...reading The Secret Life of Trees by Colin Tudge, to the children  The Hut-Man's Book by G.D. Fisher and these picture books* you can read a short review of them here, 259. We Love Divali by Saviour Pirotta, 260. The Divali Story by Anita Ganeri

...learning about morsels, Jack Frost, apples and apple trees, why snow is white, Divali, coal

...thinking about my brother who had a bicycle accident this week and is now in hospital

...wondering about making some wee peg people for Martinmas

...hoping for dry weather this coming week

...looking forward to a wonderful week in Scotland!


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If anyone knows what the flower is please let me know in the comments, the picture was taken this week.  I was really surprised to find such a delicate flower at this time of year, where we live it is cold now.

Webs

24 October 2014


I listened to a programme on the radio this week.  I was driving at the time so only half listening distracted by the road and a car full of chattering children.  The programme was discussing the impact of telephone exchanges on the lives of young working women, there were interviews with women who had worked as operators, many of these operators went on to marry engineers who worked in the same buildings at this point I tuned in and turned the volume up!  One of my grandmothers was an operator the man she married, my grandfather, was an engineer.*


A while ago I read about Prayer Shawls.  I had seen them mentioned on many a blog post and had mistakenly assumed they were made to be worn in church to keep you warm, many churches in my country are cool/cold all year round.  A prayer shawl is usually made as a gift to be given to a friend or person in need. Knitted and interwoven with your thoughts for the recipient in mind

Last year a friend of mine had a tough year, she struggled to keep it together and at the beginning of the year I felt a strong desire to make her a special gift.  I don't  manage to see her that often but wanted her to know that she was in my thoughts.  I cast on a shawl in January and slowly knitting the rows often in between other projects with deadlines.  The pattern was chosen specifically for her, not one I would have ordinarily have knitted, there was lots of lace which is not my favourite.  As I knit each stitch, each row it was woven with my thoughts for her and her future.  It is not very big as I expected it to be, despite blocking, I do hope she likes it.


My grandmother was a knitter, she wanted to teach me as a teenage but I wasn't interested, if I could turn back the clock............. She made me many things including a jumper for my eighteenth birthday.  I still have it.  A traditional aran jumper which I wear every autumn/winter.  I got it out of the back of my wardrobe last weekend to air it, in anticipation of the colder weather this week.

I always have a small light knitting project on the go, something portable which I can take anywhere. It's a great conversation starter!  I was knitting at a recent home ed meet up and some members of the group came over to watch and ask about what I was doing.  I was using dpn's which not everyone has seen or come across.  Somehow myself and another mum ended up setting up a monthly knitting group in our local independent bookshop, a knit and natter with a difference.

The web of life is intricate.  It takes you on a journey that is sometimes unexpected, but usually exciting.  Linking the past with the present and the future. It is keeping my memories of my wonderful grandparents alive.

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*They didn't meet like this, but through their shared loved of dancing.

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Project notes here, sharing with Nicole.

X...

22 October 2014

...is for Xylem...


...the tubes in a tree which transport water from the roots to the leaves.  The water travels by two methods, transpirational pull through negative pressure that pulls the water from the roots and soil or by root pressure, water traveling by osmosis (a difference in pressure) into the root from the soil  creating a positive pressure that forces liquid up the xylem.  As the water evaporates from the leaves more is drawn up through the tree to replace it.  These tubes only live for one year, new xylem are grown each year from the cambium, a layer of tissue between the inner bark (phloem) and the xylem.  As the tree grows the inner rings of xylem become the heartwood, the outer rings the sapwood.  

The dead xylem is visible as the rings of a tree when it is cut down.

Joining in with the Alphabet Photography Project

Moments...

20 October 2014

...this week of...


...happiness a wonderful walk with the children, time with friends, a quiet week, knitting and sewing time

...sadness the behaviour of a child which has crossed a line from exuberance to intent and another child getting hurt in the process, but its the mothers reaction that has made me sad, the child has no boundaries and cannot deal with all his power and control

...creating a hat, my first appliquΓ©, lists for packing, lists of food, a few rows on a scarf

...reading The Secret Life of Trees by Colin Tudge, to the children  The Hut-Man's Book by G.D. Fisher and these picture books* you can read a short review of them here, 257. We Gather Together by Wendy Pfeffer, 258. Christopher's Harvest Time by Elsa Beskow.

...learning about the water table, groundwater and aquifers, rhythm, spiders, Central American cultures, Sukkot and Judaism

...thinking about a friend of mine whose Husband is very ill

...wondering about a day out being organised in December and whether we should go 

...hoping I can get all the preparation to go away sorted in time

...looking forward to a Canoe expedition we are starting on Saturday

Our days....

17 October 2014


One of the things I most often get asked as a home educator is what does a typical day look like.  I find this incredibly difficult to answer as I suspect most of us would if asked the same question.  I have often said that to an outsider it might look like we are not doing very much, most of our days are probably similar to how you might spend a weekend (if you have children that is).  I also suspect that they are waiting to hear how we do our lessons and mentally ticking off the various subjects as I mention them.  We don't do any teaching in this house something that I know is hard for people who are not home educating to comprehend, most of us have learnt in a school and that is all we know about education.  It is a radical idea to throw out the lessons, the teaching and let learning happen, it feels like you are stepping into a big void that has the potential to swallow you up and then spit you out saying now that was a daft idea.  In order to understand, or at least comprehend, where I am coming from all your preconceived notions of education need to put to one side, to deschool yourself, difficult I know I have done it too. I do do some preparation, as a framework for the day to ensure it has a good flow to it.  I have read on blogs of other home educators what a day in their house looks like, they have kept track of everything their children have done in a day.  It is something I have been meaning to do for a long time, just out of interest I did this for one day this week.....

...the day started as it sometimes does with breakfast.  I get up before the children and use that time to prepare myself for the day.  I lay the table with all the things they need for breakfast, they help themselves and then clear it away.  Sometimes they eat their breakfast first thing, sometimes a hour or so after they have woken up.  My eldest (E for the rest of this post) did this my youngest (Y for rest of this post) decided to do some colouring first.  Whilst they were both engaged in this we had a conversation about the Robin Hood story, what the various characters may or may not have done and whether it was true, a myth or possibly based on some truths which moved us onto the game of Chinese Whispers a game which is difficult to play with three but we had a go anyway with interesting results, I started with my head hurts, which ended up with no egg yurts!

The house was looking a bit like a whirlwind had been through it so we all spend a bit of time tidying up and putting away, until we could actually see a few surfaces again.  By this time Y had had breakfast and they had both got dressed something that doesn't always happen quite so early in the day, often they get dressed to have lunch.  If we are going out in the afternoon I usually insist they get dressed early on, if we are at home all day I am less bothered.  Having tidied up they then decided to play with the lego in E's bedroom building little objects and playing with the mini figures.  At some point Y wandered downstairs with a Where's Wally? book and looked at it on the sofa.  E followed soon after and sat at his desk playing with a spinning top and watching how it spun, he then attempted to spin it on a slopping surface playing around with the angle and the material, he also tried moving a piece of paper under the spinning top whilst it was spinning, successfully.  A sword fight took place next, with lots of fair play and negotiation about what was going to happen next, how injuries were being managed and other imaginary sword fighters also engaged in the 'battle'.  We had a bit of screen time next with Y watching a few programmes of Nina and the Neurons on CBeebies and E playing a couple of online games and reading a bit more on Tank Encyclopedia.  

We have been practicing the concepts rhythm and beat, last week we listened to lots of different music and played a drum to the beat of each, this week we listened to some poetry and beat a drum to it doing so loudly and quietly I also read out some poems that I had chosen from a wonderful poetry book Rhythm Rhymes (published in the 1960s and now out of print I would expect).  Doing this short activity for a couple of weeks has done wonders for my children's sense of rhythm and beat they can 'hear' it in the music they listen to and I hope if they do play music together they will find their sense of time too.  Next week I think we will either do some conducting the beat and working with playing quietly and loudly or we will move onto some singing and finding our voice.  It was great that when we had finished our rhythm activity they put some music on, danced around to it (in time - hurrah) and played drums.

Whilst I was preparing our lunch, leek and potato soup, they carried on dancing and drumming interspersed with a bit of drawing on paper and on the blackboard we have in our dining room.  At some point they drifted upstairs (leaving me to listen to their music - that happens a lot) and played with lego again acting out dramas with their mini figures.  Lunch was eaten and we sat and shared a chapter of The Hutman's Book about the Moors and a poem Meg Merrilies by John Keats.  If we have lunch at home we always finish our meal with a chapter from our shared book and a poem which I choose related either to the story/book we are reading or the time of year.  On Tuesday which is our 'nature' day we also have chapter from a book Come our of Doors by C.D. Dimsdale which details what nature is up to for each week of the year.  I have tried various ways to share stories and poetry with them and this is what works for us.  I started with the story and then slowly added the other elements.  I know some people start the day with this but my children were not interested then, now it has become an important part of our meals at home together and it finishes our morning too.  If we are going out for the afternoon we will do so after lunch is cleared away.

The day I recorded all that we did, we would usually go out to a friends for the afternoon, for play and singing.  It was cancelled this week so we were at home for the afternoon too.  We played two games immediately after lunch, Home Builders and Winter both co-operative games and firm favourites here.  E really struggles with losing so I bought Winter for him one Christmas and it was a really good move he much prefers these games to ones which have a winner.  We have four of these games now.  It is great that we can now all play these together as Y is old enough to engage in the discussion and be part of the game.

Earlier in the day, when the children realised that singing was not going to happen, Y expressed an interest in walking up the village to the park in the afternoon, as it was dry we decided we would go out for a short time.  I also wanted to pop into the garden centre in the village, it is just a small one but it does sell most things you need, I was after some spring bulbs and hoped they would have some.  Sadly they don't stock them I shall have to go elsewhere.  As we were walking up the village we played I spy with colours and talked about how you could drive a car when you couldn't walk.  They played on the park equipment and we all played tig until we were exhausted and set off home playing I spy and talking about what makes a sentence.

It was tea making time when we got home so whilst I got on with that the children headed upstairs to play with playmobil creating a campsite with a cafe.  Over tea E told us funny jokes and we talked about numbers, adding them together and taking them away, what the biggest number is and how we imagine numbers in our heads.  I shared lots of books with Y after tea, reading them together on the sofa, Y listened in and read some of his own too.  Then it was time for a bath and bed, ending the day, as always, with my settling each child in bed and asking them what was their favourite part of the day.  At this point I go to bed too, settling down to read my book until my eyes will not stay open anymore.

The rest of the week we had more writing and drawing, more lego and playmobil playing, more reading books together, more interesting conversations about a huge variety of topics, a den built played in and then carefully packed away together (not all on the same day), a walk in a local wood and spotting three red squirrels, a day out at forest school, baking biscuits, planting spring bulbs (yes I did find some), more dancing to music.  This is the ebb and flow of our days.

It was interesting that I posted earlier in the week about science, I was pondering whether we needed more in our week and then look what happens when I write it down.........

W...

15 October 2014

...is for Waterfall...



...I could sit and watch them for hours, the wonder of nature.  This one is Aira Force, a 65ft drop on Aira Beck, which is surrounded by the most beautiful woodland.  If you are ever in the area do pay it a visit, especially if it has been raining recently (it makes the waterfall more spectacular).  The name comes from Old  Norse, eyrr is a gravel bank, Γ‘ a river, at the point this river meets Ullswater (a lake) there is a gravel bank.  The Force part of the name is from fors, waterfall.  The waterfall on the gravel bank river.

Joining in with the Alphabet Photography Project

Moments...

13 October 2014

...this week of...


...happiness spending my birthday in the woods in the sunshine, catching up with some friends we hadn't seen for months, making bread together

...sadness at what is happening in the Middle East

...creating rows on a scarf, rows on a hat, birthday cake, apple butter and chutney

...reading The Secret Life of Trees by Colin Tudge, to the children  The Hut-Man's Book by G.D. Fisher and these picture books* you can read a short review of them here, 248. I Love You by Giles Andreae, 249. Maudie and Bear by Jan Omerod, 250. It's Not Fairy by Ros Asquith, 251. I Love you Just the Way you Are by Tammi Salzano, 252. The Princess who had no Kingdom by Ursula Jones, 253. A Lion in the Meadow by Margaret Mahy, 254. My Own Special Way by Mithaa al Khayyat, 255. A Rainbow Shopping Day by Vivian French, 256. Noah's Ark by Georgie Adams

...learning about rhythm, buddhism, hedgehogs, birds, trees

...thinking about sewing projects 

...wondering about how and whether to fit some science into our learning

...hoping to sow some Spring bulbs in the garden this week

...looking forward to a quieter week

Preserving

10 October 2014


I spent some time earlier this year researching festivals and noting their dates.  If they fit in with what else we are doing then we observe them.  It was the Autumn Equinox last month and as I was reading about it I was struck by the similarity of what the author suggests to do at this time of year and what we are already doing in our own lives which I do through my own experiences with my mother and grandmother.

While the summer speaks to me of being outside as much as possible enjoying its warm envelope and long days, the autumn is about readiness and preparation.  Preparing for the cold times ahead when the home is the heart of our lives and where we are wrapped in warmth. Preparation of food for consumption in the wanter and early spring by preserving it so that it keeps.  In the part of the world we live the growing season has a beginning and end, defined by the seasons, we are not able to grow enough food to live on all year round.  Often at the end of our growing season we have a glut of produce most of which would not keep unless it is eaten straight away or preserving it, allowing us to eat our produce for longer.  There are many ways that good can be preserved, using tried and tested recipes or, with much trepidation, new ones often you have to leave whatever you have made for a few months before eating it is a long time to wait to see if a recipe has worked!

Freezing

We are lucky enough to have the space for a chest freezer.  It is in our garage and is model that is designed to be located in an unheated space.  It is usually quite full at this time of year and I am getting better at organising it, although you wouldn't think it when you open the lid.  One item we have in abundance in there is frozen fruit.  We are not big jam eaters so if we have a lot of fruit either from the garden, foraged for or given to us I usually freeze it in the first instance and use it up over the following months.  Last year I froze over 20lbs of fruit, this year I suspect it is the same I have yet to add it all up.  I use this fruit to make puddings and cakes mostly but I am going to make more fruit leathers with it this winter, experimenting with different flavours!

I have also been making and freezing soup.  We eat a lot of soup in the winter and they make a great addition to a picnic.  It is always handy to have some on standby..............I have been using courgettes and cucumbers from the garden.  The courgettes have been made into this recipe frozen before the cheese is added.  The cucumbers using this recipe given to me by a friend:

Cucumber Soup
1 cucumber
1 bulb fennel
1 onion or 6 shallots or several spring onions
1 pint vegetable stock
Pinch cayenne
1 tbsp parsley chopped

Chop onion and slice fennel, fry in butter.  Slice cucumber and add with stock and cayenne to pan.  Simmer until fennel is soft.  Blend and add parsley.  I omit the parsley if I am freezing and add when I have reheated.

Pickles



I grew gherkins for the first time this year.  They were moderately successful and I would grow them again.  They didn't fruit as much as the cucumbers but I think that may be down to neglect on my part, they weren't getting as much water for a start.  The gherkins that did grow were large, I expect that if you want to have a mass of smaller fruits, like the sort you buy, you need to tend to the plant more and pick the fruits more.  The few I did pick at a smaller size had gone mouldy by the time I had enough to fill a jar.  I think I need to learn more about growing gherkins before trying again.  Undaunted I decided to pickle the large ones I had by chopping them into pieces and using a recipe I adapted from Festivals, Family and Food:

Dill Pickles
Gherkins
Dill
Pickling Spices
2 Tablespoons Salt
1 fluid oz White Wine Vinegar
2 pints water bought to the boil
Jar - clean and sterilised

Wash and scrub the gherkins, slice into pieces.  I chopped mine into bite size pieces, some slices are whole, some halved, some quartered.  In the bottom of the jar sprinkle some dill and about 1/2 teaspoon of the pickling spices.  Add the gherkin pieces until jar is almost full.  Place a bit more dill on top.  Mix together the salt, vinegar and water to make a brine and pour into jar whilst it is still hot. Store for three months before eating, I hope they taste good!


I have pickled onions for years, I remember doing this each year with my mother making a huge batch as my family loved these.  I have grown pickling onions in the past but I don't find the sets for sale that often round my way, I often end up buying the onions to pickle.  I grew onions this year and about half of them were very small, I know that you are supposed to use pickling onions for pickling (they have a slightly milder flavour) but I thought I would pickle my tiny ones.  Although I have been pickling for years I have yet to share my recipe:

Pickled Onions
Onions
Salt
Water
Pickling Spices
White Wine or Malt Vinegar
Jars - clean and sterilised

Peel onions and put in a big bowl.  Make a wet brine with 50g salt to each pint of cold water.  Pour the brine over the onions placing a plate and a weight on top to ensure that all the onions remain in the brine.  Leave for the desired amount of time, 24 hours will give you crisp onions (my preference) you can leave for up to 48 hours depending on how crisp you like them.  Meanwhile prepare the vinegar with a teaspoon to a tablespoon (we prefer the latter) of pickling spices to each pint of vinegar.  You can place the spices in a muslin bag or strain them out at the end, either way put them in pan with the vinegar and boil steadily for 15 minutes, leave to cool.  I usually find that 3lbs of onions needs 1 pint of vinegar.  Drain and rinse very thoroughly.  Put the onions into your jar(s) and pour the cool vinegar over, seal down and leave for three months.

I have made one jar with my own onions and will buy some more pickling onions to make some more, we eat a lot of pickled onions in our house!

I have also pickled cucumbers using this recipe.

Syrup



We have once again made rosehip syrup this year, using rosehips picked in a friends garden.  They are supposed to taste better after a frost, sweeter apparently.  I made mine before the frost, just, I should have waited as we had a very heavy one this week!  I froze my berries before I made the syrup  which has the same effect as a frost, apparently............I have been enjoying this on my porridge each morning.

Fruit Leather


I first made fruit leather last year it took me a while to get the temperature and times right for my oven.  So do persevere if they don't work at first they are well worth it!  I had only made them using apples so I tried blackcurrants this time, cooking them with a little honey into a puree.  I strained them through a sieve to get rid of the pips, spread them out onto the baking tray and cooked/dried in oven.  They were really good although a little sharp I might use a touch more honey next time.  I have a freezer full of fruit so am going to experiment with a few other fruits and combinations..........

I still have a few more cucumbers that need attention, probably into pickles.  Sadly the apples orchard that we usually go and pick apples in yielded a poor crop this year only enough for a weeks worth of eating apples.  This means I was not able to freeze apples as I usually do or make apple chutney and apple butter.  I will just have to find another source of apples for this year!

Do you do any preserving?  Do you have any recipes to share.............



V...

08 October 2014

...is for Violin...


...my violin, bought for me by my very generous parents when I was a teenager.  It is an old instrument made in the late 1800s in France at a well known studio which made many instruments some of which now sell for telephone number amounts, I have no idea how much mine is worth and I have no desire to sell.  I started to learn to play at the age of five and had lessons until I finished school.  Since then I have played erratically but always had it with me wherever I lived.  I have recently had it repaired and now that my children are older I am going to join a local orchestra, my first rehearsal will be after half term..........I am both excited and nervous!

Moments...

06 October 2014


...this week of...

...happiness watching my eldest knead bread (he hates doing things which involved his hands other than drawing), celebrating Michaelmas with friends, a bike ride in the sunshine, autumn colours

...sadness at the news this week, it is becoming increasingly hard to stomach

...creating rows on a sleeve, a scarf, peg dolls, dragon bread, fruit leather, a fabric bucket, a handkerchief bag

...reading The Secret Life of Trees by Colin Tudge, to the children  The Hut-Man's Book by G.D. Fisher and these picture books* you can read a short review of them here, 241. Why Elephant has a Trunk, 242. Hooray for Bread by Allan Ahlberg, 243. I can do it! by Ruth Martin, 244. Too Princessy! by Jean Reidy, 245. This is actually my Party by Lauren Child, 246. We must completely go to London by Lauren Child, 247. Where's Tumpty by Polly Dunbar

...learning about Michaelmas, Hinduism, swallow migration, how the horse chestnut got its name

...thinking about food for an expedition we are doing at the end of the month

...wondering if I have too much in our diary for this week

...hoping that it doesn't rain all week as forecast.

...looking forward to my birthday on wednesday!

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*as part of the 300 Picture Books Challenge


I hope you have had a lovely week too......................enjoy the one to come!

Hopping

03 October 2014

Over the last few months a blog hop has been making its way around the world, moving from one country to another and from one blog to another.  I have read many such posts and on occasions have been tempted to join in myself when a blog author has passed the baton on to one and all.  I have now been tagged by Leigh who writes over at leighside knits so here we are....

What am I working on...



...now that it is Autumn my focus is on my home and my family preparing ourselves for a time when we will be inside much more.  It is the time of year when I feel the desire to clean my house much more than in the spring, when all I want to do is be outside.  Cleaning away all the dust and cobwebs that have accumulated over the Summer when my home is largely ignored.  In the kitchen I am preserving something that I do every year, more of that in another post.  In the garden we are tidying, pruning and picking the last harvests, getting the garden ready for its dormant period over the Winter. The dew is heavy each morning and it won't be long before the frosts arrive for their stay.  Our learning has taken on a new rhythm with the turning of the season, focusing on being inside a bit more as the temperatures cool.  I am creating many things at the moment, ideas in my head and on paper, gifts for birthdays and Christmas, clothing for myself and my family, items for the home.  Working on each a little bit here, a little bit there as and when time allows.

How does my work differ from others in its genre...



           n. kind of style
                                       Oxford English Dictionary       

My style is my own.  I don't know exactly where it fits in.  I love to cook, sometimes following recipes to the letter,  or exchanging ingredients or making a recipe up from scratch.  I write about this sometimes but I am not a food blogger.  I garden, less than I would like to, I use the biodynamic method as a basis.  I write about my garden occasionally but I am not a gardening blogger.  We home educate, like all home educators, we have our particular way of doing this I can, and sometimes do, tell you what we do but not a how to do it.  Home education is our way of life which I write about but it is not the sole focus of my blog, that I fear would be rather dull.  I make and create things mostly sewing and knitting sometimes I share these but lately less so.  My work is different simply because it is mine.

Why do I create what I do...



...almost everything I create has to have a use be it practical, for warmth, for learning or out of necessity.  I rarely if ever create for decoration except perhaps the odd piece for festivals usually for Christmas.  I wouldn't make something just because I liked the pattern.  I apply the same thought process to my making as I do to purchasing something - do I/we really need it?  We are hugely wasteful as a society throwing things away when have no more use for them.  When I look around our home at the items we have created from bits and pieces that were no longer performing their original function it makes me very happy.  It is what my father does and my grandfather and I suspect many of my forebears did.  It is what happens in the 'poorer' nations of the world, the ones we label as 2nd and 3rd world, I struggle to see the creativity in going out and buying new, throwing the old away.  There is one expression that has been much used in our financially straightened times "make do and mend".  This was a pamphlet produced during the war to provide tips for women on frugality and style during rationing.  Now whilst rationing is what we are doing then and now the basis for it couldn't be more different.  For me it speaks of if we make do now then there will be a time when, in the future, we can go back to how we were.  Or perhaps I am being a little too cynical?

How does my creative process work...



...I have had a bit of an epiphany recently, nothing new really..............I have always known that the more organised I am the more time I actually have.  For years the structure and rhythm in my life came from education and employment, then five years ago I found myself at home all the time and for the first time in my life my rhythm and structure was my own well perhaps not entirely my own as I had a baby..........  As the children have gotten older and they move away from me more, the time I have to call my own has slowly increased but, like a rabbit caught in the headlights, my use of this time was not terribly efficient.  Early on in my time at home I started to plan our food, born out of need to get a meal on the table for a young child whilst also caring for a baby.  I have tried various rhythms and structures to our day with varying degrees of success, what I have come to realise is that any changes I make need to be slow and small, big ones meet with resistance.  By thinking ahead about each day, what we will eat, what we will do, timings, doing the preparation necessary in advance if needed, I actually have more time for other things.  I have cleared my head of the clutter of the important parts of our life and made room and time for me to think about other things.  I now know that if am I working on something there will be time to complete it and I have the head space to think about when.  What I need to ensure now is that I don't have another rabbit in the headlights moment and have too many ideas and not enough time to fulfil them.  Slow and steady is my mantra.

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Thank you Leigh for inviting me to join this blog hop, I would like to invite...



...to keep it moving along and of course anyone else who wishes to take part and share your answers........let me know in the comments and I will add a link.  Enjoy your blog hopping!

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01 October 2014

...is for Under...


..a two day old elephant protected by its mother.  We were so lucky to visit Whipsnade Zoo at exactly the right time to see him.  It was wonderful to watch the herd, comprised of his aunties, uncles, brothers and sisters protecting him in the paddock.  I have always had mixed views about Zoos.  When you see animals pacing backwards and forwards in their restricting and dull pens.  I only saw one animal do this in one pen at this Zoo and I saw very little evidence that it goes on in other pens, they are all huge and full of trees and other greenery.  We have watched many wildlife documentaries with our children and learnt loads.  This was the first time that they actually saw for real many of the animals that they have learnt so much about, it also may be the only place they see many of these animals.  Are you a fan of Zoos or do you wish we didn't have them round the world?

Joining in with the Alphabet Photography Project