Wednesday, 23 July 2014

Ode to the mason jar.

It being summer, we have berries to jam.
Jam needs jars and so do periwinkles and iced tea at the beach and hot bacon fat from summer-visitor- pancakes and left overs too yummy to compost yet and fresh herbs for keeping for later.

Sunday, 20 July 2014

Entertain yourself.



Re-learning how to entertain ourselves without (or less) help from electronic devices is always a good exercise. And it does feel like exercise. How do you play cribbage again? Where is the croquet set? It does not take too long before everyone is launching vending machine 5.0 or creating a world inhabited by Barbies.  The minute the wi-fi starts flowing again, our circuits start getting jammed up again, but , of course, we won't notice that right away.

Thursday, 17 July 2014

Empty hands

I have to remember that there are times when showing up empty handed is better than not showing up at all.

Tuesday, 15 July 2014

Duct tape project management


 There is a time before can'ts get in the way. A wall is easy.  You just have to duct tape together shingles to make the wall or door you want.

There is a time before you hold yourself back from any project,
a time when a lack of traditional carpentry skill does not stop you from creating a hideout or a fireplace.
 This time exists, I have proof.

Monday, 14 July 2014

In a straight line



 Vacation gets me walking in a straight line again.  No juggling, no strategies, no curve balls, just one foot in front of the other. Straight over there.

Sunday, 13 July 2014

Low tide parenting

This past few weeks we have been carmelizing down by the seashore.  Fireworks in the shape of a school house flared into the black night and split  us right open to the rhythm of the sea and the tides and the tea kettle.  I made plenty of mistakes parenting my kids each day, just like usual, but the difference was I could turn them loose on the sand and they could build up an empire between us.  We walk away each day from one doomed empire and return the next day to loosen the sand and build another.

Thursday, 3 July 2014

A way for kids to make money in the new economy.

The first time my kid learned about the tooth fairy, she exclaimed, "I need to lose more teeth, that's how I can make money!!"

My son has continued the tradition of mining teeth in exchange for money.  Last night, a slightly wiggly tooth managed to make its way into fairy world by way of the hard graft of a six year old.  He treated extracting that tooth, one bloody wiggle at a time, like a job.  He was paid, although since he is a minor, the fairy did not feel obliged to pay him minimum wage. It was more of a stipend than anything else.

Early signs of wiggle in the other front tooth are too early to call, but the fairy may be back to pick up a tooth before the week is out.